CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
Keira woke the next morning with a renewed sense of energy. Beside her, Cristiano was sleeping peacefully, tangled up in their sheets and cover. His serene expression had returned at last, and Keira was so glad for it. It felt so right to have him back beside her. She felt like a fool for ever having doubted it.
As she lay in the dim morning light, Keira realized that in all the drama she’d not yet told anyone that she was staying. She remembered with horror the way in which she’d spoken to Nina yesterday. An apology was in order, and Nina was the first person on her list to call.
Keira heaved back the covers and went out onto the balcony with her cellphone. It would be early afternoon in New York City, she thought, as she dialled Nina’s number.
Nina answered sever
