She’d lied about not being…herself.
This was beyond weird. Jo was going to laugh her ass off.
And maybe that finally explained his week-long vigil outside of her apartment. He must have seen her going by in her red parka and was looking for her. Looking for her, but thoroughly convinced that whoever he was looking for wasn’t the evil, snooty Cassidy Knowles.
A smile started tugging at one corner of her mouth. She fought it back, but the other side soon joined in.
Oh brother, was Mr. Russell Morgan ever in for a shock.
And she couldn’t wait to be the one to give it to him.
Had he seen her, or not?
For a moment she’d been a spot of red just the other side of the lighthouse.
He’d tied off the jib sheet as quickly as he could and grabbed for his camera. But by the time he had the tille
