“Freya wants to talk to you.”
“I don’t mind.” Leila's eyes bulged, and Kelvin chuckled. Too bad he had disappointed her with his reply. He curved his index finger, wiggling it as he said, “Give me that.”
Her shock rendered her immobile. He got hold of the phone and cleared his throat. “Freya.”
“Kev. Wow. Hi. Hey, Kev. I mean, Mr. McKenna.”
Leila facepalmed, and he placed a kiss on her knuckles. She pulled her hands down a little so he could see her roll her eyes playfully.
“Kelvin is fine,” he told Freya. Only family called him Kev. “How are you?”
“Fine. Thanks for asking.”
“You wanted to speak to me?”
Freya hesitated, and he suspected she didn’t want Leila to hear what she had to say. He shifted the phone to the other ear, and her eyes narrowed in suspicion. Maybe Freya had someth
