She didn’t want her painful and private life bared and talked about
like this.
What had gotten into Kerrie?
Daniel
took one of the bags off Caitlin. “So you’ve been shopping,” he said holding it
for her. She shook her empty arm in relief and nodded a silent thanks to him.
He ran his free
hand through his blond hair. She looked so forlorn and miserable. If what
he had heard from her flat mate was true, and he had no reason to believe
otherwise, then this little incident was not going to go away fast. He thought
he was the only one dealing with a terrible relationship. But Caitlin had as
bad a cross to bear as he did with Marisa. Only, Caitlin’s situation seemed
worse, if indeed her ex had paid someone to have her beaten up. The thought of
it made his facial muscles tighten. If he could get his hands on the man
again………
Kerrie
had stopped talking now and was waiting for a response from Daniel but he said
nothing. Caitlin put out her hand and Daniel handed her bag back to her. He
looked over at her but she wasn’t meeting his gaze.
Quietly,
she said, “I expect the policeman in charge of the investigation might get in
touch with you shortly.” Then she lifted her face and her brown eyes gazed up
at his. There was pain in both of their faces.
It
was a sadness that went way beyond the ugliness of the attack that they both
now shared.
Kerrie
tapped her foot impatiently but didn’t realize she was doing it. The dark and
dull grayness of the wet Saturday morning now bought with it a touch of light
drizzle; light enough to get by without an umbrella for a short while.
“Why
don’t you two get together to discuss your stories, you know, in case it goes
to court and all that. I know Caitlin can be quite shy but she works at
Brandmarks Design Agency in Covent Garden - in case you might want to meet up
with her.” Kerrie rambled on, unable to stop the sudden gush of words spouting
from her mouth.
Her
face bright red with fury or embarrassment, Caitlin wasn’t sure which it was,
she said, “I apologize for my friend in advance. Sometimes its hard to see her
face properly because her huge size seven foot is often in the way.” She was so
annoyed because Kerrie was plainly making her look a fool. Daniel didn’t want
any romantic dalliances. He was a married man. Why did Kerrie think every good
looking man was great boyfriend fodder? A relationship was the last thing
she was looking for right now.
Daniel
smiled. He could sense that Caitlin was none too happy with her friend.
He made to leave. “Nice
seeing you again Caitlin. Nice meeting you Kerrie.” He nodded his head and
placing his hand on Martin’s shoulder, he disappeared back into the stampede on
the pavement.
Kerrie
flashed her green eyes at Caitlin accusingly, “You didn’t tell me he was so-”.
“I’m
hungry and I don’t want to talk about it,” said Caitlin abruptly, silencing her
friend immediately.
Kerrie
knew better than to push her friend now.
After
a bowl of noodles, would be better.
Chapter Eight
Ramen
noodles always did the trick. The restaurant was packed full to the brim and
the chatter of conversation mixed easily with the clatter of the kitchen,
lending a noisy atmosphere all around while the warm and comforting fragrance
of chicken, fish and noodles filled the air, making the inside of the
restaurant so warm and appealing.
Kerrie
decided now would be the perfect time to carry on the conversation she had
started after seeing the gorgeous Daniel earlier.
“You
never did tell me he was so good looking.”
For
goodness sake, stop going on about him.
Instead Caitlin said, “I
also didn’t tell you he was married, has a model for a wife and if I’m not
mistaken, that little boy was most likely his son.”
The
shocked expression on Kerrie’s face told Caitlin she had done the trick. When
no further words came out of Kerrie’s mouth, Caitlin gave her the complete run
down of how she had visited him at home
like this.
What had gotten into Kerrie?
Daniel
took one of the bags off Caitlin. “So you’ve been shopping,” he said holding it
for her. She shook her empty arm in relief and nodded a silent thanks to him.
He ran his free
hand through his blond hair. She looked so forlorn and miserable. If what
he had heard from her flat mate was true, and he had no reason to believe
otherwise, then this little incident was not going to go away fast. He thought
he was the only one dealing with a terrible relationship. But Caitlin had as
bad a cross to bear as he did with Marisa. Only, Caitlin’s situation seemed
worse, if indeed her ex had paid someone to have her beaten up. The thought of
it made his facial muscles tighten. If he could get his hands on the man
again………
Kerrie
had stopped talking now and was waiting for a response from Daniel but he said
nothing. Caitlin put out her hand and Daniel handed her bag back to her. He
looked over at her but she wasn’t meeting his gaze.
Quietly,
she said, “I expect the policeman in charge of the investigation might get in
touch with you shortly.” Then she lifted her face and her brown eyes gazed up
at his. There was pain in both of their faces.
It
was a sadness that went way beyond the ugliness of the attack that they both
now shared.
Kerrie
tapped her foot impatiently but didn’t realize she was doing it. The dark and
dull grayness of the wet Saturday morning now bought with it a touch of light
drizzle; light enough to get by without an umbrella for a short while.
“Why
don’t you two get together to discuss your stories, you know, in case it goes
to court and all that. I know Caitlin can be quite shy but she works at
Brandmarks Design Agency in Covent Garden - in case you might want to meet up
with her.” Kerrie rambled on, unable to stop the sudden gush of words spouting
from her mouth.
Her
face bright red with fury or embarrassment, Caitlin wasn’t sure which it was,
she said, “I apologize for my friend in advance. Sometimes its hard to see her
face properly because her huge size seven foot is often in the way.” She was so
annoyed because Kerrie was plainly making her look a fool. Daniel didn’t want
any romantic dalliances. He was a married man. Why did Kerrie think every good
looking man was great boyfriend fodder? A relationship was the last thing
she was looking for right now.
Daniel
smiled. He could sense that Caitlin was none too happy with her friend.
He made to leave. “Nice
seeing you again Caitlin. Nice meeting you Kerrie.” He nodded his head and
placing his hand on Martin’s shoulder, he disappeared back into the stampede on
the pavement.
Kerrie
flashed her green eyes at Caitlin accusingly, “You didn’t tell me he was so-”.
“I’m
hungry and I don’t want to talk about it,” said Caitlin abruptly, silencing her
friend immediately.
Kerrie
knew better than to push her friend now.
After
a bowl of noodles, would be better.
Chapter Eight
Ramen
noodles always did the trick. The restaurant was packed full to the brim and
the chatter of conversation mixed easily with the clatter of the kitchen,
lending a noisy atmosphere all around while the warm and comforting fragrance
of chicken, fish and noodles filled the air, making the inside of the
restaurant so warm and appealing.
Kerrie
decided now would be the perfect time to carry on the conversation she had
started after seeing the gorgeous Daniel earlier.
“You
never did tell me he was so good looking.”
For
goodness sake, stop going on about him.
Instead Caitlin said, “I
also didn’t tell you he was married, has a model for a wife and if I’m not
mistaken, that little boy was most likely his son.”
The
shocked expression on Kerrie’s face told Caitlin she had done the trick. When
no further words came out of Kerrie’s mouth, Caitlin gave her the complete run
down of how she had visited him at home
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