Chapter 28
London, The City, L’Anima restaurant
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
1:00 p.m.
Sophia’s iPhone vibrated for the umpteenth time. It was in her purse which she’d placed on her thighs. She discreetly took out the phone and glanced down at her lap. Alerts and banners filled her screen.
Dear God! Seven w******p messages, three e-mails, and two calls. She quickly scanned his messages. Doesn’t he have to work?
09:31 a.m. - Morning, Beauty.
10:43 a.m. - Miss you.
11:39 a.m. - Busy?
11:57 a.m. - Sarah doesn’t know your whereabouts. Where are you?
12:33 p.m. - I’m becoming anxious and you’re not helping.
12:58 p.m. - Answer the damn phone.
01:00 p.m. - You are so dead on Thursday.
Edward caught her looking at her iPhone and tapped her foot under the table. “Mrs. Leibowitz shares my
