Never Say Never (Lakeview Contemporary Romance Book 3) by Melissa Hill Read Free Book Online Page A

message and assumed it was from me?”
    “What?” Eva pondered this. Then her voice changed. “But Leah, if that is the case then Olivia –”
    Leah finished the sentence for her, her eyes wide. “Olivia has got the wrong end of the stick and has made arrangements to meet someone else tonight – someone who definitely isn’t me.”

5
    R obin slung her bag over her shoulder and headed north on Broadway. It was early April, but already the air was thick with a humidity that she reckoned only hardy, seasoned New Yorkers could tolerate. She still hadn’t got used to the high spring temperatures, let alone the choking heat of midsummer. She had just left the air-conditioned cool of the office for the day, but already her face was red and perspiring and her light cotton shirt super-glued to her chest and back.
    Long strands of auburn hair were plastered to her face and neck and not for the first time, she wondered if she should just bite the bullet and chop the whole lot off. Still, it had taken so long to grow and, most of the time it was quite manageable and needed little styling – days like today excepted when she looked like someone who’d been trapped in a jungle for months on end.
    It wasn’t about to get any easier she thought wryly, as she reached Wall St Station and began to descend the steps. The subway was tough going at the best of times, so on a day like today she would be lucky to take in a single breath of air, let alone a fresh one.
    She was just about to insert her travel-pass into the ticket barrier, when her phone rang. “Nice timing,” she muttered to herself, and quickly stood back as a throng of hassled-looking commuters hastened towards her. Two seconds later and she would have been out of range in the tunnels. She glanced at the caller display and was disappointed when she recognised Ben’s cell number.
    “Ben hi,” she said, her tone flat. A call at this time of day usually meant that Ben was working late – something that lately was happening more often than not, and another reason why the planned trip to Washington would have been a welcome break.
    It was such a pity, because on an evening like this one it would have been nice to throw open the apartment’s old sash windows and eat dinner while watching the world go by. Ben, like Robin loved to take advantage of the good weather – a result, she thought, of their Irish childhoods when a fine summer’s day was a rare event and treated as such.
    But she was wrong.
    “Robin, it’s little Kirsty – she’s had a bad attack and Sarah’s had to take her to the hospital.”
    “Oh no, not again. Poor thing, is she very bad?” Ben’s four-year-old niece Kirsty suffered from chronic asthma and this wasn’t the first time the little girl had been hospitalised.
    “Bad enough, according to Sarah. She forgot to use her inhaler again. They’ve put her on the nebuliser.”
    Robin shook her head. “She’s in St Vincent’s?”
    “Yeah, same as last time.”
    “OK, I’ll meet you there. Does Sarah need anything?” Ben’s poor sister would be up the walls.
    “Just some peace of mind,” Ben answered grimly. “But Brian’s away, so I left work early and promised Sarah I’d go back out to their place to pick up a couple of things. I’m on my way from there now, so I’ll see you soon, OK?”
    “OK, see you later.”
    Sarah and her husband Brian lived about an hour’s drive away from the city. Brian was obviously off on some business trip or another. Sarah had met her American husband while on a working holiday in New York one summer. She’d fallen so much in love with both him and his native country that she settled there for good, and the two had been living in New Jersey since Kirsty was born.
    The hospital was close by, so rather than risk the stifling heat of the subway, Robin decided to walk. Still with the choking dead air of the city, by the time she reached the hospital she was so short of breath she could only imagine how