CHAPTER 7 – BEWILDERMENT OVER A MERE RELATIONSHIP
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WHEN THE DOOR CLOSED behind James, McNamara picked up his cell phone and speed-dialled Bryony’s cell phone number. He knew she would be at the shop at that hour.
He had been thinking of her with increasing frequency since the night before. Only through sheer will, he had been able to wait so long to call her. He didn’t care whether she was working right then or not.
The man couldn’t begin to understand his impatience to hear her voice. He scowled while waiting for her to answer and willed his heart beats to slow down. He wasn’t a teenager, for God’s sake, and Bryony wasn’t the first girl he had ever shown an interest in.
“Hullo,” Bryony’s voice invaded his thoughts suddenly, and heat spread through his chest.
“Hello,” he repl
