Somewhere Only We Know

Somewhere Only We Know by Erin Lawless

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    Her thoughts had wandered again; she forced them back to what Matt was saying just a moment too late.
    “So what about you?” he asked with a wide smile. Shit! There was no fudging around that one. Sighing she put her wine glass down.
    “I’m sorry, I just got totally distracted. What was the last thing you said?”
    Matt’s smile grew wider. “Only the very last thing?”
    “I’m sorry,” Nadia repeated. “It’s so loud in here.” Lie. Maybe if you were half-deaf. Matt’s smile grew all the wider.

    “Here, let’s do this, then.” He stood and dragged his chair from opposite her to next to her, reaching back to scoot his pretty cider bottle closer along the table. The scraping of the chair legs across the floor tiles drew attention from several tables over. Nadia saw a glossy city type in a fluffy pussy-bow blouse appraise Matt before dipping her head in closer towards her two friends to comment. They all then proceeded to stare across at them over the rims of their wine glasses.
    Whereas she was normally pretty comfortable in herself, at that moment Nadia felt exceedingly rumpled next to Matt’s Lacoste-clad glory. She wasn’t sure how people who lived in year-round hot climates managed it, but the minute it got above twenty-four degrees she turned into a limp-haired, flush-faced state. She had agonised over the fact that the only clothing she could bear to put on her in this heat were linen sun-dresses, scantily short and pretty much see-through in the right light (which she very much hoped the bar didn’t have). Still, Matt had greeted her with an appreciative look, told her she looked nice, and had kept his eyes politely on her face all night, ignoring the temptations of her loose spaghetti straps or mid-thigh hemline with aplomb.
    Pussy-bow and her friends continued to look over shamelessly. Nadia very much hoped they were just fascinated by the gorgeous, perfect-looking couple and not wondering what the hell a godly stud like him was doing with a minger like her. My hair’s not actually greasy; I did wash it, she wanted to rush over and assure them. It was just really hot and sweaty on the Tube getting here…
    “Nadia?”
    Matt had been talking to her again. Oh shit!
    “I’m sorry,” she babbled as she cast around for an explanation for her offensive inattention. “I, er, I think I know that girl. I was just trying to work out where from.”
    “Which girl?” Matt turned fully in his chair to look behind him. “Her?” He pointed straight at Pussy-bow, who panicked that she’d been caught staring and busied herself topping up her already full wine glass. Nadia cringed a little against her seat.

    “Er, yeah, but actually I don’t think I do know her, after all.”
    “Oh.” Matt swivelled back to front in his seat and picked up his drink again. “Nadia, are you okay? You seem a little… nervous.”
    “Nervous?” Nadia echoed.
    “Yeah.” Matt smiled. “It’s cute.”
    Bless him. He thought that she was just flustered and overwhelmed about being on a date with him, rather than just highly distractible that evening. To be honest, that’s probably what he was used to, if Pussy-bow and co’s reaction to him was anything to go by. Come on, Nadia, she told herself sternly. You have in front of you an absolutely drop-dead gorgeous guy who seems to be really into you and magically has the same name as your Fake Visa Boyfriend. The universe is throwing you a bone here. Take it, take it!
    “So are you up for it?” Matt was saying as she tuned back in.
    Fuck!

Chapter 4
    Alex
    He'd been trying to get through  The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo  since he’d been given it for Christmas, but he usually only managed about three paragraphs before he glazed over. The tatty paperback limp against his knees, he stared beyond the pages to the Tube carriage floor and wondered how many more evenings he'd have to work overtime before Donnelly noticed and put him forward for

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