Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 137144 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 686(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 457(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 137144 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 686(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 457(@300wpm)
He sighed. “Look, I can’t really get into the details at the moment, but I’ve just had to go away for a while.”
“Hmm. And does it have anything to do with the break-in?”
“Perhaps,” he said. “Or it could have just been random. Anyway, since you’ve already talked to Bea, I guess she told you that all my stuff has been smashed.”
“Yeah, no loss there.”
“Why did none of you tell me that you hated my house?”
“I mean, hate is a strong word,” she said.
“Anyway, I was wondering if you could ask Amanda if she would be able to do her magic on my place.”
“Oh, good choice. She’ll do a great job. Do you have any idea of what sort of style you want?”
Style?
“No.”
“Colors?”
“Ahh, no.”
“You need to think about these things, brother. I’ll give her a buzz and see if she’s got any free space. Then she can call you.”
“Thanks, Fiadh,” he said to her.
As he ended that call, his phone rang again, and he frowned as he saw it was Dr. Wallace. They needed to make a move on the doctor and the clinic.
He wanted this done with.
“Hello, Doctor Wallace.”
“Mr. Gallagher. Good, I’m glad I got you. I need to speak with you.”
“All right, I’ve got a few minutes now,” Harvey replied.
“No, in person. I need you to come to the clinic.”
Harvey frowned. The doctor sounded agitated, upset.
“Why would I want to do that?”
“If you care about Lily, you will come. Better yet, bring her with you.”
“I’m not bringing Lily to the clinic, and I don’t have time to visit myself. But if you’ve got anything you want to tell me, Dr. Wallace, you’re more than welcome to do it now.”
“You must come to the clinic,” he demanded. “And you must bring Lily! It is imperative. She is sick.”
“That’s strange because she seems perfectly fine to me,” he commented.
“If you do not bring her in, I will be forced to go to the police and report you.”
“Report me? That’s interesting. And how will you explain what goes on in that clinic of yours, Doctor?”
“What do you mean? This is a medical facility. I am simply taking care of people here.”
“Sure you are, Doc. Well, you go to the police if you like. I’ll be very interested to see if you do.”
He ended the call and sat thinking for a moment before he sent a message off to Ronan. He had to be careful how to word this.
Harvey: I want to visit the doctor.
Ronan: I’ll sort it.
Pocketing his phone, he headed inside. It was getting close to dinnertime, and he’d yet to even eat lunch, so his stomach was rumbling as he stepped through the door.
Surprise filled him as the scent of something burning hit him. He rushed into the kitchen. Had he left something on? What was going on?
He found Lily standing in the kitchen, waving a tea towel over something in a hot pan in the sink. Her cheeks were flushed, and she was wearing a long dress that he recognized as one of the more formal dresses he’d bought for her.
Only it was now covered in food.
“What happened?” he demanded. “What’s going on?”
Lily looked up at him, then burst into tears.
This was a complete and utter disaster.
Really, how had she thought that she was going to cook a roast? Sure, it had seemed easy when she’d watched the YouTube clip, but she now had a feeling that she was meant to defrost it before she put it in the oven.
Well, if that was the case, they should have mentioned it on the video, shouldn’t they?
Every time she’d checked it had seemed frozen in the middle, so she’d turned the oven up on high and taken the lid off the roasting pan.
Before putting it into the oven again, she’d mixed up the gravy, just like the video had told her to, and poured it over top.
That might have been a mistake too.
And now she was standing here sobbing because Harvey was home and the kitchen was a disaster. She was a complete mess, and dinner was totally ruined.
So much for her plan to seduce him.
Yes, that’s what she’d been planning to do. She wasn’t sure exactly what that would look like or how much she’d be able to do, but she wanted to show him that she wanted him.
And that she wasn’t made of glass.
So, she’d found this gorgeous dress in the closet with the other things that he’d bought for her and put it on. She’d even managed to put her hair up.
She didn’t have any makeup beyond what had been in her handbag, so all she had on was a bit of mascara and some lip gloss. But that was still better than nothing, right?
And then she’d set about trying to make a romantic dinner for them.
She’d actually managed to find a candle, which she’d planned on lighting, and had come up with the idea of cooking a pot roast. Men liked pot roast, right?