Steeling herself, Keira left the restroom and returned to the table. When she got back she discovered that her laptop was out on the table.
“What are you doing?” she asked, shocked, rushing toward Shane.
“I just wanted to see what you’d been writing,” he replied innocently.
Keira snapped the lid shut. “Well, don’t. It’s private!”
“How can it be private?” he said, laughing. “You’re publishing it for the world to read.”
But Keira didn’t see the funny side. Shane had come far too close to catching her out. It rattled her.
“Yeah, once it’s been edited,” Keira replied. “I don’t want you seeing it in its first draft state.”
It was half a lie. Though her first drafts were indeed embarrassingly awful, her main reason was because she didn’t want Shane to see what she’d written. Without an ex
