‘Va-va-voom?’ I said, unable to stop the smile breaking on my face.
Charlie’s fingers had stopped moving on the keyboard and his eyes were now focused intently on the screen.
‘Va-va-voom!’ he repeated, so quiet this time I could barely hear him.
‘Charlie?’
‘I… err… nothing. What?’
I frowned.
‘Charlie?’ I said again, moving towards him.
He snapped the lid of the laptop shut.
‘Charlie?’ I repeated, more serious now. ‘What’s the matter?’
‘It was you.’
‘What? What was me? What’s going on?’ I sat on the sofa and reached for the laptop. He moved it away momentarily before releasing it.
His gaze settled on me. ‘It was you on the beach that day.’
I opened the laptop and frowned at him. ‘Has that apple juice you bought been fermenting or something because you’re making no sense whatso— Oh, my God!’
‘It was in the folder with my name on it. I… I just opened the file.’
The computer was snapped shut for a second time.
‘What the hell was she thinking? I’m so sorry, Charlie. I told her to delete that the moment I saw it!’
I dropped my head into my heads and felt my face burning.
‘I can’t believe this.’
‘Really no need to apologise, Libs,’ Charlie said, his hand gently rubbing my back. ‘I’m sure it was just a mistake.’
‘Of course it was a mistake!’ I said, jumping up and pacing to the window. ‘I’d hardly have let you at the computer knowing… that… was in there, would I?’
He didn’t answer, so I turned. ‘Wait, what did you mean when you said it was me on the beach that day?’
Charlie took a deep breath.
‘Are you going to come and sit down?’
‘No, I’m not done pacing yet.’
‘OK. But that rug is silk and was shipped over from India. It cost me a bloody fortune so do try not to wear it out.’
I glared at him, but I couldn’t make it stick. Those striking blue eyes were focused on me, and filled with amusement.
‘Come and sit down.’
‘Not until you tell me what you meant.’
He let out a sigh. ‘Are you going to go all redhead and erupt again?’
‘I don’t know yet. It depends on what you’re going to say.’
