Cage tried to gauge what Katie was feeling in that moment, but it wasn’t easy.
Cage just needed Katie to speak.
Tell him what the hell was going on.
‘Yes?’ Cage asked, impatiently. ‘Speak!’
‘Daddy,’ Katie replied. ‘You’re not going to believe who that message was from, or what they had to say…’
Chapter 15
Katie
Katie had felt incredibly nervous as she picked up her cell phone to read the message.
For all she knew, it could have been from the same creep who had sent her the photos.
In fact, a part of Katie had strongly suspected that this is exactly who the message might have been from.
So it was to her huge relief when she picked up the phone and saw something altogether different.
Different and unexpected.
In a good way, thankfully.
Much to Katie’s shock, the message was an email from a romance author. It was a romance author who Katie had only recently discovered. They were relatively new but quickly gathering a large following.
But what did they want?
In a state of shock, Katie skim-read the email once and then went right back to the beginning to read it all over again.
Was the author being serious?
‘Come on, tell me what the message is,’ Cage said, breaking Katie out of her trance-like state.
‘It’s a romance author, one I really like,’ Katie said, still struggling to comprehend the offer that had been made. ‘They want me to narrate their DDlb book!’
Cage looked stunned.
Katie felt the same.
But in an instant, the pair of them had rushed over to each other and were hugging.
‘This is brilliant news, I’m so proud of you!’ Cage said, a generosity and warmth in his voice that made Katie feel all gooey inside. ‘Seriously, this is superb. Totally incredible.’
Katie felt like she could cry.
Tears of joy though, not sadness.
It felt like her life was turning around.
Something that only a few short days ago felt like an impossibility.
First Cage, and now the audiobook offer on the table.
Everything was coming up Katie.
‘Should I email them back right now?’ Katie asked, her voice bubbling over with excitement to the extent that she could hardly get her words out. ‘I mean, I want to. But I don’t want to come off as desperate?’