CHAPTER SIXTEEN
As Keira hurried back to the inn, she heard her phone ringing in her bag. She grabbed it, wondering if Shane was finally calling her back, as if they were telepathically connected somehow. Instead, it was Joshua’s name that she saw flashing on the screen at her.
So he’d finally decided to shout at her. His dose of painkillers from the broken leg must have been reduced.
Sucking in her breath, Keira answered the call.
“Tick tock, Keira,” Joshua said menacingly, not even bothering to say hello. “You’re nowhere near finished. Where’s my final draft? I need to see how it all hangs together with the disastrous date the matchmaker sent you on.”
Simon and Sylvia’s advice was still ringing in Keira’s ears. She made a decision there and then. No longer would she pander to Joshua
