Chapters (44)
- Cover
- About the Author
- Also by Tricia Stringer
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- 8 Months Later
- Acknowledgements
Her heartbeat quickened at the sound of his voice and she had to take a calming breath before she turned. Flynn came from behind her, carrying a coffee cup. He put it down in front of Kat but continued to keep his gaze on Keely.
“How did the job at the school go?” he asked.
“Well, thanks,” she said, without flinching. “Incredibly well, actually.”
The sounds of building from a nearby construction site ricocheted around them.
“So, you’re getting ready to continue your holiday north now?”
“Yes.” Keely looked over the water to avoid those sparkling blue eyes.
“We’re all embarking on something new.” Kat raised her cup in a mini-toast.
“Look, I’m sorry to rush off.” Flynn put his hands on Kat’s shoulders and gave them a squeeze. “Kat has just given me some great news and I’ve got to go and sort some things out.”
“I must be off, too.” Keely stood quickly. “It was great to see you both.”
Kat stood too and drew her into a hug. “It was great to get to know you, Keely. Safe travels.”
“Thanks, you too.”
Flynn stood slightly apart from them. He stared at Keely and she had to turn away, terrified he’d draw her into a farewell hug and she’d make a fool of herself. “Maggie was hoping to catch up with you again,” he said. “You should give her a call.”
“Of course…that’d be great.” She stumbled over her words.
“I’m going back to the flat when I’ve finished my coffee,” Kat said.
Flynn nodded. “I’ll see you there later.”
He turned back to Keely and there was longing in his look. She hurried away, unable to bear seeing his open desire for Kat.
* * *
“Let’s drink a toast.”
Flynn looked up from the backpack he was stuffing clothes into. “Make mine lemonade, Maggie. I’ve got to drive.”
“Tonight?” She was leaning against the bedroom doorframe, arms folded.
“I’m picking up the paperwork in Margaret River first thing in the morning and driving back here with it. By tomorrow afternoon, everything should be done.”
“What about Kat?”
“I won’t see her again. Her plane leaves in the morning.”
“Oh. Well, you and I can have a proper celebration of our partnership when you get back.”
Flynn slung his pack over his shoulder and followed her to the kitchen where she poured them both a drink.
“Euan said Keely had left Margaret River.” Maggie smiled at him as she passed him his glass.
“I forgot to tell you, I saw her in the city.”
“When?”
“Earlier this afternoon. She’ll probably give you a call.”
“How did she look?”
“Fine, I suppose. She was chatting to Kat. Why?”
They clinked glasses and both took a sip.
“Euan said she’d had a bit of a tough week but she’d come through it well,” Maggie said.