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He blocked me?

Anger tickles the back of my throat as I swallow hard and decide to make another phone call. One that I only use in emergencies.

After just two rings, the call is answered.

“I have a job for you.”

ChapterSixteen

SKYLA

It’s only been two days since I said goodbye to Beckett and his amazing farm, but it feels like it’s been weeks.

I miss him.

“And isn’t that ridiculous?” I ask the dog, who lifts his head from his bed and tilts it to the side. “It’s only been two days, and I’ve had plenty to keep me busy, haven’t I?”

In fact, right now, I’m alone in my studio after two back-to-back modern dance classes that wentso well.I haven’t even advertised them yet. I simply mentioned them to a few of the mums after rehearsal, and they jumped on it. We laughed and moved and enjoyed the music, and I think these classes will be a highlight of my week.

“I have plenty to occupy my time, and I don’t have to be with a certain dirty farmer every minute of the bleeding day.”

I jump when my phone pings with an incoming text.

Beckett: I can’t stop thinking about you.

I sag in relief. Thank the gods that I’m not the only one feeling this way.

Me: What are you doing right now?

Beckett: Does that mean you’re not thinking about me?

Me: Of course, I’m thinking about you. You’re texting me.

Beckett: *pouty emoji*

Me: If you must know, I miss you, too. I was just telling Riley about it, actually.

Beckett: You’re talking about me?

Laughing, I walk to my water dispenser and fill my bottle as another text comes in.

Beckett: *photo of chickens* I was just collecting the eggs from the girls.

Me: And how many did you get?

Beckett: About a dozen. How is your day going, Irish?

My skin tingles every time he calls me that.

Me: It’s been a good day. New dance classes with the mums! Hard workouts but fun.

Beckett: Good. I have to go deal with a sick cow, but I’ll talk to you later.

Me: *kissy face emoji*

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Me: What are you doing right now?

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