huge bite from the wonderful looking burger. I had to chuckle to myself, her smart Chanel suit and perfect hair and makeup didn’t go with noshing on a huge juicy burger.
‘Oh, on a different subject, Nathan wants us to go to a rugby match with him this weekend. Apparently Alex plays for a local side and he thought we might enjoy it. They have a few beers after and then sometimes go on to a club.’ I looked at her with my best puppy dog eyes. ‘Pretty please,’ I said, pulling out the slice of steak tomato from the top of the burger bun, sucking the juice and seeds out and then dropping it unceremoniously to the edge of my plate.
‘Oh go on then. You will need me as your wing woman for when you meet Alex, won’t you?’
Oh shit, she was right. I hadn’t thought about that. Well not much anyway, as when I did my stomach sort of turned over like the drum in a washing machine.
We tucked into our food then, Bella because quite simply she was running out of lunch hour and me because I was contemplating meeting Alex, and couldn’t really hold a conversation. Strangely I couldn’t eat all my lunch as my stomach kept churning.
At approximately 2:30pm my door bell rang.
‘Just coming, Nathan,’ I put down my kindle and quickly moved to the front door. Outside there stood another bouquet of flowers. I looked around, but apart from the noise of the descending lift there was nothing and no card either. Strange, I picked them up and carried them inside. I placed them carefully in front of the fireplace, maybe they were for Bella. Maybe from one of the many dates she happened to be seeing at the moment. I smiled to myself and sat back down. Nathan was late coming back.
I hoped it wasn’t a huge problem back home?
I wasn’t to see Nathan for the next couple of days. I also received no text from Alex. Both of which made my days feel quite sad and empty.
On the up side Bella spent the first evening at home with me. We had an all round girls’ night and we drank too much Fireball, laughed too much, consumed far too much chocolate, not that I ever agreed there was such a thing as too much chocolate, and in between used every beauty product known to woman. Finally we sat in the lounge painting each other’s toe nails and trying not to laugh too much, in order not to crack the face masks we wore.
Pink was blaring through the iPod speakers from which my phone was connected. Bella was singing along to all the words.
‘Oh yes,’ she said, still butt dancing on the settee, ‘As we are off to the rugby match on Saturday, at your request,’ she lowered her eyes to mine. Looking quite alien in the green mask she wore, the cracks in it around her eyes only adding to the weird look, ‘We are going on a double date tomorrow night,’ she smiled her reassurance.
‘And I don’t get a say in this, I suppose?’
‘Absolutely correct, gorgeous girl, you would attempt to talk us out of it, and frankly I am pissed off with the fact you are here in New York and spend most evenings in. Like a woman twice your age.’
She was right of course.
‘So can I ask with whom you are intending we should spend the night with?’
‘You’re presuming a bit much there, aren’t you?’ she let out a laugh, ‘I only said a date. I don’t know, erotic dreams, texting a stranger, drooling over a beautiful hand and now expecting to sleep with a total stranger,’ her eyebrows waggled at me in teasing delight. ‘I say again, horny much?’
Sod the face pack and newly painted toenails, I set about her with a cushion from the settee. She was defenceless, laughing too much at her own jokes and lay back horizontally while I covered the nearly new cushion in green face pack.
Nine
The restaurant was posh; Bella had been right to talk me into wearing one of my better dresses. It was an aubergine wrap, which apparently showed off my curvy figure. Examining my surroundings and our company, I wondered why the hell I had let her talk me into
‘Oh, on a different subject, Nathan wants us to go to a rugby match with him this weekend. Apparently Alex plays for a local side and he thought we might enjoy it. They have a few beers after and then sometimes go on to a club.’ I looked at her with my best puppy dog eyes. ‘Pretty please,’ I said, pulling out the slice of steak tomato from the top of the burger bun, sucking the juice and seeds out and then dropping it unceremoniously to the edge of my plate.
‘Oh go on then. You will need me as your wing woman for when you meet Alex, won’t you?’
Oh shit, she was right. I hadn’t thought about that. Well not much anyway, as when I did my stomach sort of turned over like the drum in a washing machine.
We tucked into our food then, Bella because quite simply she was running out of lunch hour and me because I was contemplating meeting Alex, and couldn’t really hold a conversation. Strangely I couldn’t eat all my lunch as my stomach kept churning.
At approximately 2:30pm my door bell rang.
‘Just coming, Nathan,’ I put down my kindle and quickly moved to the front door. Outside there stood another bouquet of flowers. I looked around, but apart from the noise of the descending lift there was nothing and no card either. Strange, I picked them up and carried them inside. I placed them carefully in front of the fireplace, maybe they were for Bella. Maybe from one of the many dates she happened to be seeing at the moment. I smiled to myself and sat back down. Nathan was late coming back.
I hoped it wasn’t a huge problem back home?
I wasn’t to see Nathan for the next couple of days. I also received no text from Alex. Both of which made my days feel quite sad and empty.
On the up side Bella spent the first evening at home with me. We had an all round girls’ night and we drank too much Fireball, laughed too much, consumed far too much chocolate, not that I ever agreed there was such a thing as too much chocolate, and in between used every beauty product known to woman. Finally we sat in the lounge painting each other’s toe nails and trying not to laugh too much, in order not to crack the face masks we wore.
Pink was blaring through the iPod speakers from which my phone was connected. Bella was singing along to all the words.
‘Oh yes,’ she said, still butt dancing on the settee, ‘As we are off to the rugby match on Saturday, at your request,’ she lowered her eyes to mine. Looking quite alien in the green mask she wore, the cracks in it around her eyes only adding to the weird look, ‘We are going on a double date tomorrow night,’ she smiled her reassurance.
‘And I don’t get a say in this, I suppose?’
‘Absolutely correct, gorgeous girl, you would attempt to talk us out of it, and frankly I am pissed off with the fact you are here in New York and spend most evenings in. Like a woman twice your age.’
She was right of course.
‘So can I ask with whom you are intending we should spend the night with?’
‘You’re presuming a bit much there, aren’t you?’ she let out a laugh, ‘I only said a date. I don’t know, erotic dreams, texting a stranger, drooling over a beautiful hand and now expecting to sleep with a total stranger,’ her eyebrows waggled at me in teasing delight. ‘I say again, horny much?’
Sod the face pack and newly painted toenails, I set about her with a cushion from the settee. She was defenceless, laughing too much at her own jokes and lay back horizontally while I covered the nearly new cushion in green face pack.
Nine
The restaurant was posh; Bella had been right to talk me into wearing one of my better dresses. It was an aubergine wrap, which apparently showed off my curvy figure. Examining my surroundings and our company, I wondered why the hell I had let her talk me into
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