fast, she thought. To her horror, she realised she was only wearing her bra and knickers... and one sock. Oh , no, he ' d seen her almost naked! C ould this get any worse ? T hen s he remembered it was a work day! Oh , lord! What time was it? The clock at his side of the bed said 1130.
Well that was it, she ' d missed work. She ' d have to ring in with some in credible excuse. She felt guilty that her colleague, Maisie , would have to cover for her. Or perhaps she could just pretend she ' d been out covering a story. Yes, yes, t hat was the solution – s he ' d do that. Just wash, scrape her hair back and go. Maybe pay another visit to the camel man who she saw the other day to finish writing that feature about the nutrients in camel milk . Good plan. Things were coming together. If only her head would stop thumping.
S he wished her memory was c oming togeth er. As cheesy and ridiculous as it sounded, she wasn ' t quite sure what had occurred last night . Her head was fuzzy. There wa s no way she would have ended up in this position if she ' d been sober, but what if – surely not? H er body didn ' t feel like anything had happened, o r maybe he had been really crap and her body hadn ' t noticed! Maybe her brain had blanked out the experience? Stop joking , she scolded herself , this is serious. No, she was sure nothing happened. She wouldn ' t have done anything with David. She had kissed him, b ut that was one time , and she wasn ' t really interested. But then why was she in his bed?
To recap, she went to the pub with Kay, played pool and came back home. Then she had f elt drunk all of a sudden, David offered her a beer, she wanted tea... and that was it. N o memory after that. Josie sighed. Sliding softly out of the bed and on to the floor, she quietly gathere d her clothes. David didn ' t stir – such a h eavy sleeper – or snore at all . She pulled on the cl othes she was wearing the day before , jus t in case Ben was about.
Ben! Oh , no . What was he going to think? He was going to think the obvious, as anyo ne would. S he shuddered. Don ' t think abo ut that now, she told herself, just get out of the room! Gently, Josie pulled open the hatch and stepped out , closing it quietly, before tiptoeing down to her room. There , she felt safe – s tupid, but safe. Dialling her work number , she told Maisie that sh e was on an assignment and would be in shortly. Then she sprinted to the bathroom for the fastest shower in history.
Glen peered up at her with the strangest expression just before she left the house . He was sitting outside Ben ' s room, the door of which was ajar. His master was at work, thankfully, but the Labrador gazed up, almost with a ' what the hell were you thinking ? ' l ook on his face .
“ Sorry, ” she heard herself mutter , as she passed.
Glen ' s look was so penetrating and it made her feel so guilty that she didn ' t know what else to say. He rested his head on his front paws and closed his eyes. All the way to work, she kept reminding herself that he was a dog. He w asn ' t really thinking anything – nothing beyond sleep, dog food and walkies. Imagining things had always been her forte!
Chapter 14
“ W hat happened? ” asked Kay , shocked .
“ I ' ve no idea, ” said Josie, trying to support the mobile phone between her ear and her neck, while she searched for her keys in the bottom of her bag. Why did she carry around so much useless crap in there?
“ Where are you now? ”
“ I ' m n early home. I do n ' t know what to say to David – n ever been in this position before, ” mumbled Josie, finding her keys, and grabbing the handset before it slipped away.
Kay giggled. “ Maybe David will remember if you... ”
Josie was not finding it at all funny. “ I ' m pretty sure nothing happened, ” she said firmly. “ I was so drunk that I must have passed out. But he saw me in my underwear and I cringe every time I think about it. I woke up in just my bra, pants and
Well that was it, she ' d missed work. She ' d have to ring in with some in credible excuse. She felt guilty that her colleague, Maisie , would have to cover for her. Or perhaps she could just pretend she ' d been out covering a story. Yes, yes, t hat was the solution – s he ' d do that. Just wash, scrape her hair back and go. Maybe pay another visit to the camel man who she saw the other day to finish writing that feature about the nutrients in camel milk . Good plan. Things were coming together. If only her head would stop thumping.
S he wished her memory was c oming togeth er. As cheesy and ridiculous as it sounded, she wasn ' t quite sure what had occurred last night . Her head was fuzzy. There wa s no way she would have ended up in this position if she ' d been sober, but what if – surely not? H er body didn ' t feel like anything had happened, o r maybe he had been really crap and her body hadn ' t noticed! Maybe her brain had blanked out the experience? Stop joking , she scolded herself , this is serious. No, she was sure nothing happened. She wouldn ' t have done anything with David. She had kissed him, b ut that was one time , and she wasn ' t really interested. But then why was she in his bed?
To recap, she went to the pub with Kay, played pool and came back home. Then she had f elt drunk all of a sudden, David offered her a beer, she wanted tea... and that was it. N o memory after that. Josie sighed. Sliding softly out of the bed and on to the floor, she quietly gathere d her clothes. David didn ' t stir – such a h eavy sleeper – or snore at all . She pulled on the cl othes she was wearing the day before , jus t in case Ben was about.
Ben! Oh , no . What was he going to think? He was going to think the obvious, as anyo ne would. S he shuddered. Don ' t think abo ut that now, she told herself, just get out of the room! Gently, Josie pulled open the hatch and stepped out , closing it quietly, before tiptoeing down to her room. There , she felt safe – s tupid, but safe. Dialling her work number , she told Maisie that sh e was on an assignment and would be in shortly. Then she sprinted to the bathroom for the fastest shower in history.
Glen peered up at her with the strangest expression just before she left the house . He was sitting outside Ben ' s room, the door of which was ajar. His master was at work, thankfully, but the Labrador gazed up, almost with a ' what the hell were you thinking ? ' l ook on his face .
“ Sorry, ” she heard herself mutter , as she passed.
Glen ' s look was so penetrating and it made her feel so guilty that she didn ' t know what else to say. He rested his head on his front paws and closed his eyes. All the way to work, she kept reminding herself that he was a dog. He w asn ' t really thinking anything – nothing beyond sleep, dog food and walkies. Imagining things had always been her forte!
Chapter 14
“ W hat happened? ” asked Kay , shocked .
“ I ' ve no idea, ” said Josie, trying to support the mobile phone between her ear and her neck, while she searched for her keys in the bottom of her bag. Why did she carry around so much useless crap in there?
“ Where are you now? ”
“ I ' m n early home. I do n ' t know what to say to David – n ever been in this position before, ” mumbled Josie, finding her keys, and grabbing the handset before it slipped away.
Kay giggled. “ Maybe David will remember if you... ”
Josie was not finding it at all funny. “ I ' m pretty sure nothing happened, ” she said firmly. “ I was so drunk that I must have passed out. But he saw me in my underwear and I cringe every time I think about it. I woke up in just my bra, pants and
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