Delectable by Ann Grech

Delectable by Ann Grech

Author:Ann Grech [Grech, Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-08T18:30:00+00:00


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“Hi Miranda,” Katy greeted her friend when she picked up her mobile. “How are you, sweetie?” She’d been as quiet as Con over the last week, and now that Katy was feeling better, she was determined she was going to catch up with her friends again. She and Levi needed to get back the balance they had in their friendship with Con, and now, with his girlfriend. As much as it pained Katy, seeing him with Miranda was better than not having him in her life at all.

“Fine,” Miranda responded sharply. Katy’s eyebrows hiked up, and she pulled the phone away from her ear looking at it as if it would shed some light on her friend’s murderous tone.

“Is Con there?” Katy asked tentatively. “I told him I’d call him, but he’s not answering his mobile. I thought maybe we could catch up.”

Miranda huffed out a laugh but it didn’t sound happy. “He didn’t tell you, did he? Fucking coward.”

“Tell me what?” Confusion laced her tone, and she frowned. What in the hell was her friend talking about?

“Ask the arsehole yourself,” she growled before adding, “He hasn’t been here since I kicked him out.” When there was no further explanation, Katy pulled the phone away from her ear again. Miranda had hung up, the line between them dead. What the hell just happened? Tell me what?

Katy dialled Con’s phone again and left yet another message. Then she waited. And waited. She had a partially decorated cake sitting in the cool room waiting for her, but there was no way she could concentrate on it with her current mood. Stripping out of her chef’s whites, she hung the jacket on the hook behind her office door and sat in front of her computer, attempting to get her mind around the mountain of paperwork sitting in her in-tray. An hour later she was pacing, walking back and forth across the length of her small office. It was quiet, so still that she could hear the ticking of her watch as the seconds crawled by.

The shrill ring of her mobile cut through the air and startled her so much that Katy fumbled, dropping it despite the death grip she’d had on it. Skittering under the desk, Katy was down on her knees in a flash, reaching for it.

“Hi, Con,” she said, sitting up and smashing her head on the desk. Rubbing the spot at the back of her crown, she complained, “Ow, shit that hurt.”

“You okay, Cupcake?” he asked, concerned.

“Yeah, I smashed my head on the desk. Why haven’t you been answering?”

“Cut to the chase next time.” He laughed nervously.

Katy was confused and downright frustrated at his evasiveness. Her tone was cutting. “Don’t change the subject.”

“Okay, okay. I’m on a lunchbreak at the moment. I have to finish off this part of Lee’s bike I’m working on. Why don’t I come over tonight and we can talk?”

“Or we could come over to wherever you’re staying.” From Con’s intake of breath, Katy knew she’d hit a sore spot.



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