He laughed.
I couldn’t bring myself to laugh with him. I was about to make my way back to the counter with his plate when he caught my arm.
‘I’m heading back to Sydney on Wednesday.’
‘So soon? I thought you were here for two weeks. Is something the matter. Are you…?’ I couldn’t complete the last question.
‘Simon’s plans have changed and he’s coming back early.’
‘Can’t you squeeze into one of the cottages?’
‘They really aren’t habitable, Emily.’ He held my gaze with sunken eyes. ‘Don’t look so crestfallen.’
‘I wanted to visit the lighthouse again.’
‘That’s why I’m here.’
‘I thought you were checking Simon’s mail.’
‘That too. But I came in here to see if you wanted to come back with me this afternoon.’
‘I’d love to,’ I said, refusing to heed the warning voices instilled in me by t
