Chapter 17 Did You Fight With Ethan

Liora's POV I stepped back at once. Was I out of my mind? Getting into the same car with Kieran? Just thinking about that night almost took my breath away. I shook my head hard. "Thank you, Kieran, but I think the rain will pass. I can wait." Maybe it was my imagination, but Kieran looked even colder than before. He turned away, stopped looking at me, and flipped open the file in his lap. "Get in. Your phone should have the forecast. There was a storm warning, and it will last at least two hours. If you insist on standing out here and getting drenched, I won't stop you." Was he serious? "Nathan, take her things," he said. "She seems a little dumb." I realized for the first time that he had a sharp tongue. My mouth twitched, and I had nothing to say. Nathan Madron stepped out from the front seat. He wore white gloves and gave me a polite bow, every bit the gentleman—nothing like that annoying guy. "Mrs. Doyle, the wind is strong, and your skirt is already soaked. You could cat