Tied Up With Love: A feel-good, romantic comedy to make you smile. Holly Martin

doesn’t drive, plus he’ll be out somewhere.’

      Ethan tried really hard not to slam the car door as he got in, and then floored the accelerator as he took off up the road.

      He drove in silence, furious that someone would treat her like that and a bit disappointed that Izzy would allow it.

      It was none of his business, she was his receptionist, nothing more.

      He pulled up outside her house a few minutes later and Izzy made to get out, irritatingly smiling to herself.

      ‘I’ll see you tomorrow then. Don’t be late,’ he said.

      She laughed loudly and he could still hear her laughing after she’d closed the car door behind her. At the gate she scooped up an old tabby cat that seemed to be missing one ear. She waved at him with the cat’s paw and then the cat snuggled into the side of her. He watched her disappear round the back of the bungalow. It was slightly odd that she didn’t use the front door.

      As soon as she was out of sight, he immediately pulled out his phone and rang Simon, his cousin and the man that unveiled every single last detail on Isabelle Franklin.

      ‘Hey Cus, how you doing? Did you manage to get rid of that bitch that was blackmailing you?’ Simon said, the TV blaring in the background.

      ‘No, I gave her the job and now I’m stuck with her. You didn’t mention a boyfriend.’

      ‘She doesn’t have one.’

      ‘Well who the hell is Pete then?’

      There was a pause as Simon manually went over the information stored in his head. He was great at stuff like that, storing away useless information for later use.

      ‘It’s her cat, you idiot.’