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Chapter 11
I quickly text Henry.Me:Hey bro, would you and Catie be up for dinner tomorrow? I’ve been chatting to a girl I really like who’s a bit nervous and I think it would help if we went together?It takes him about fifteen minutes to come back.Henry :Sorry, we were having a bath and then… otherMe:Jesus. Do you two ever stop?Henry :What can I say? I’m irresistible.Me:And I’m jealous.I grin, though, pleased that he’s found someone.Me:So, dinner tomorrow?Henry:Yeah, sure, if we can keep it relaxed? Catie’s keen but still nervous about eating out. Maybe we could do Red’s Rib Shack?Me:Good idea. Shall I book? For seven?Henry:Sounds great. What’s her name?Me:Chantel.Chantel :All right, see you tomoz.I call the restaurant and book a table, requesting the best one in the house. Then I message Alice again.Me:Okay, all done! Seven p.m. at Red’s Rib Shack. Do you know it?Chantel :Yes! Thank you so much. I wasn’t sure if you’d actually do it, LOL.Me:Of course! I’m excite
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Chapter 12
No, I’m happy for you to choose.”He looks at the menu. “We’ll have a bottle of the Kusuda, please.”I blink. It’s the most expensive red on the list and costs more than I’d expect to pay for a three-course meal. Is it what he’d normally order, or is he trying to impress me?“Show off,”Catie giggles, and I try not to laugh.“Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea,” Kip says.“Oh, I’m having great fun,” Saxon replies. Kip glares at him, and Andrew gives him a look that says, ‘I’m going to make your life a misery, and there’s nothing you can do about it.’“Ignore them,” Claire says to me with a smile. “It’s very nice to meet you.”“Likewise.” I gesture at her bump. “When are you due?”“End of March.” Her top bears the words ‘Make it a Double.’“Twins?” I guess.“Yeah. Two boys. Just like these guys.”“My commiserations,” I tell her, and she chuckles, while the two of them smile wryly.“Do you live nearby?” Andrew asks, leaning back and putting his arm around his girlfriend.
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Chapter 13
Red wine, please,” she says.I ask the bartender to recommend a decent Merlot and order two glasses, and we take them to a table in the corner. Chantel takes off her coat, then slides onto the cushioned bench seat, while I take the chair opposite her.The lights are low, and a candle flame dances in a jar on the table. It’s warmish in here, and Chantel pale skin bears a slight flush.She puts her purse on the edge of the table. From the zip hangs a keyring with a few charms—a red heart, an open book, and a pink bird. I pick it up and turn it in my fingers with a smile.Articles you her hand into her coat pocket, she brings out a tiny box and places it on the table. “Got you a birthday present.”My eyebrows rise. “Seriously?”“It’s only something small. It doesn’t mean we’re engaged or anything.”I point at her. “That’s fromAliens.”She laughs and pushes the box over to me. “I love that you know that. Go on, open it.”I take the box. The lid closes like a flower, and I unfurl
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Chapter 14
He rolls his eyes. “Of course I want to go to bed with you. You’re gorgeous.”I’m genuinely surprised. “Even though I’ve admitted I’ve not done it before?”His gaze drops to my mouth. “Despite the fact that this isn’t a Jane Austen novel, some would say that’s an attraction.”“What?His lips curve up. “Guys like writing their name in the snow.”“Oh my God.”“You can’t see why it’s a turn on to be someone’s first?”“No.” I can’t believe this is happening. “Have you done it before?”“Slept with a virgin? No. I’m intrigued.”“So your first time wasn’t with another virgin?”“No. She was four years older than me.”“Four years!”“She was nineteen.”“You were only fifteen!”He laughs. “Yeah. She thought I was eighteen.”“Jesus. Technically that makes her a pedophile.”He just chuckles. “Guys don’t care about that when they’re desperate to get laid.”“So you were desperate at fifteen? You understand, then, why I’m going crazy at twenty-five?”“Oh, I get it, absolutely. Of cou
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Chapter 15
I give a half-sigh, half-growl deep in my throat and slide my tongue into her mouth, and she inhales again, sharply this time. For a moment I think I’ve gone too far and she’s going to move back, but instead she gives a sexy little moan and tilts her head to the side to change the angle—subconsciously, I think—a move that tells me she wants more.So I slide my arms around her, and she lifts hers around my neck, and we indulge in a long, deep, luscious kiss that sends my heart banging on my ribs and makes other parts of me stir like a bear coming out of hibernation.When I finally lift my head, I’m breathless and hungry for more. Alice stares at me, the Christmas lights filling her eyes with flickering red and gold stars.“Oh my God,” she whispers, “yesterday I was close to never wanting to kiss anyone ever again. Why was that so amazing?”“Skill.” I mean it to sound sexy, but my voice cracks and comes out as a squeak, and we both laugh. I clear my throat. “Finish your drink, and I
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Chapter 16
She laughs and pushes the box over to me. “I love that you know that. Go on, open it.” I take the box. The lid closes like a flower, and I unfurl the petals. It contains a single chocolate truffle. I smile and take it out. “Happy birthday,” she says. “Thank you.” I bite it, dividing it in two, and offer her the other half. She looks at it for a moment. “I bought it for you.” “And I’m choosing to share it.” I gesture for her to take it, and she does, popping it in her mouth. “Off down the rabbit hole,” she says. I don’t quite get the reference, but I smile anyway, because she’s quirky, and I like that. She also has an amazing voice. When we first met, I was sure I recognized it, but I can’t think where from. We eat the truffle, which is rich and dark, then have a sip of wine. “Thank you,” I say, genuinely touched that she bothered. She wrinkles her nose. “Least I could do after you paid for dinner.” “Like I said, I’m old fashioned.” She smiles. “So come on then, tell me.Ali
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Chapter 17
Are you going to stay the night?” she asks. “I’ll understand if you’d rather go.” Her words seem emotionless, even cold. She doesn’t care what I do.I can’t get angry at her, because she hasn’t led me along at any point. Okay, she didn’t tell me up front that she only wanted a one-night stand, but I don’t blame her for that. I wasn’t particularly looking for more, either. She’s been very frank. I can’t really get upset because she’s treated me like a human vibrator. I should be thrilled. I had great fun, enjoyable sex, and no commitment. Every guy’s dream, right? Don’t be a pussy, Kip.But for some reason, maybe because I heard from Lesley, because of the unpleasant exchange with Craig yesterday, or because the connection I’ve had with Alice has made me realize that I’m actually quite lonely, I feel a sweep of self-pity and resentment.Then Alice moves, and I look down and see her rub her nose. I slide a hand beneath her chin and lift it so I can see her face. Her eyes shine with u
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Chapter 18
We don’t speak as the car sinks to the ground floor. There are several other people in with us, and anyway, I can’t think of anything to say. I want to blurt out my surname and where I live and tell him to call me, but what’s the point? I need to sever this neatly, because I’m sure it’ll make it easier than hanging onto hope that one day in a year or two’s time, we’ll somehow have a fairy tale ending.The doors open, and we walk into the lobby. Halfway across, we stop and turn to one another.“Thank you,” I tell him. “I’ve had a fantastic time, and you were amazing. I really appreciate you being so patient and kind.”He tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear. “Thank you for letting me be your first.” He brushes his thumb across my lips. “Can I give you a last kiss?”I hesitate, because I know I should say no, but the word won’t form. Taking that as affirmation, he slips a hand to the nape of my neck. He’s wearing his glasses, but he lifts them onto his hair, then moves up close a
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Chapter 19
She told me that she cares for her mother twenty-four-seven, which must mean she’s been confined to her home since she was sixteen. Reading must have been a comfort to her, something she could fit around looking after her mum. Maybe she started by doing a blog reviewing books and movies, and the podcast grew out of that. She’s done extremely well for herself, though, to develop it as well as she has.How does she make a living out of it, though? She must monetize her podcasts. I remember something then and g****e Wonderland and P*****n. Yeah, I was right—you can support her on P*****n and get extra interviews, reviews, discussions, and even merchandise. She’s also running a Kickstarter campaign to fund a proper studio that’s already passed its target amount. Wow. She’s quite the entrepreneur. Now I’m really impressed.Why didn’t she tell me any of this? I’d have been fascinated and would have loved to chat to her about it. But even as I form the question, I know the answer. It’s the sa
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Chapter 20
Mum looks away, toward the dining room table, and I follow her gaze. Sitting on the surface is a bouquet of flowers.Slowly, I get to my feet and go over to the table. The bouquet is wrapped in cellophane and tied with a big red bow. I count the flowers inside—it contains two dozen crimson roses.Claire appears beside me, and says, “Ohhh…”I remove the envelope that’s stapled to the cellophane, open it, and retrieve the card inside. It says, “Thanks for a great evening. You left me smiling like the Cheshire Cat. Kip x.” It ends with a“Cheshire Cat?” Charlie says. “Oh shit. He knows who you are.”“What does it say?” Mum asks.Claire reads out the card, while I stare at the flowers and cover my mouth with a hand.Did he know all along? Or did he just Google me when I left, the same way I did him?“Who is he?” June asks.I lift the bouquet, open the cellophane at the top, and sniff inside. Oh, they smell amazing. I turn to face them, still holding the bouquet. “His name’s Kip C
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