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‘I need to deliver something to Kirsten.’ Rhona fixed her smile.
‘Just don’t be too late,’ Judy said. ‘You know how much we worry.’
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Rhona recognised the modern block of flats in Tobermory. It was unmistakable and easily the most Calum-like place in the town, kitted out with huge window walls and balconies. Quite the place for a bachelor pad.
She buzzed the secure entry system and bounced on her feet.
‘Hello.’ His voice crackled through the speaker.
‘It’s Rhona, can I come up?’
Silence.
She fiddled with her nails, staring at the keypad on the door, willing it to unlock. Finally, the door clicked, and she snatched it open before he had the chance to change his mind. She took the stairs two at a time until she came face to face with a large number. She was about to knock when the door opened. Calum leaned on the frame dressed in his gym shorts and a tight vest top. Beads of sweat covered his brow. Working out? The masculine pheromones set her nerve ends tingling.
His eyebrows joined in a flat line and his jaw set but when he spoke his words were gentle. ‘What is it, Rhona?’
‘I wanted to talk to you. You didn’t reply to my message.’
He stared at his feet and rubbed his forehead. ‘I’m sorry. I should have. I just didn’t know what to say. I can’t set your mind at ease or change anything about the situation, it is what it is.’
‘Can I come in?’
He gazed at her for a few seconds then put out his arm. She stepped inside. The second the door clicked shut, she flung her arms around his neck.
‘Whoa.’ He returned her hug though his body was rigid. ‘I’m really sweaty.’
‘I don’t care. I missed you so much. Don’t you get it?’
‘Of course I do. And I missed the hell out of you too but it doesn’t change anything.’
She clung to him. ‘What have you been doing?’
‘Practising for the karate competition. I’m so out of it. I need to get back in shape.’
She traced the contours of the muscles on his shoulders and upper arms with the pad of her thumb. Definitely not out of shape.
‘Is there someone else here?’ She slowly loosened her grip and stared at him.
‘No, I’ve got a grappling dummy that I practice on.’
‘Is that like a blow-up doll?’
His answering expression made her laugh. ‘No.’ He led her into a room with mats on the floor, weights, a punchbag suspended from the ceiling and a weird-looking, human-shaped dummy thing on a stand.
‘A blow-up doll and your very own dungeon. Why, Mr Matheson, I didn’t realise that was the kink you were into.’
‘Shut up. Or I’ll teach you a few throws.’
‘Does it involve me landing on my back and you jumping on top of me?’
‘Possibly. That would make a change from the last time. I seem to remember you being the one jumping on top of me.’
She giggled and poked his arm. ‘You see, this is why I miss you.’
He slung his arm around her shoulder and kissed her forehead. She closed her eyes and soaked it up. ‘If you think of a way to make it work, then let me know.’
