Falling for Mr. Mysterious. Barbara Hannay

his voice brought a fresh slug of misery and anger, and Emily almost hurled the phone across the room.

      She might have done that, actually, if she wasn’t worried that the crash would wake Jude. Her gaze flashed to his novel, Thorn in the Flesh, sitting on the breakfast tray, and she remembered Morgan, Jude’s tough heroine.

      Emily needed to be like her. From now on.

      Smiling, she picked up the phone and deleted every single message without responding.

      It felt good.

      Very good, actually.