Gracie’s voice lilted. ‘So did you enjoy the rest of your holiday? You’re looking even browner than me so the weather must have been good.’
‘It was amazing. I love waking up to the sound of seagulls. Being so near the sea really chilled me out. Glyn took a couple of extra days off, so we ended up going back to Newquay and surfing.’
‘Nice.’
‘And before you ask, I didn’t see Skye after you left.’
‘I wasn’t thinking anything of it,’ Gracie lied.
Ed groaned. ‘Back to work tomorrow. How depressing.’
‘Yep, I’m busy at the moment, got a birthday party at the hut and a Miscarriage Matters session tomorrow, myself.’
‘I’m glad it’s going well for you. Why can’t we be on holiday all the time? This work lark really does get in the way of our social lives,’ Ed laughed.
‘Maybe I need to find myself a rich man.’ Gracie laughed, suddenly thinking to Leo.
‘Well, don’t be looking at me with dollar signs in your eyes. All I can give you is a lot of fun and an extremely good seeing-to.’ Ed raised his eyebrows.
Gracie felt a twinge in her nether regions. Despite everything that was going on, and her reasoning for never seeing him again, she did still fancy the pants off him. She smiled and shook her head.
‘Another drink for the lady, at least?’ Ed laughed.
‘I’ll get them.’ Gracie wandered to the bar. Maybe he wasn’t so bad. If she looked at their ‘holiday’ through his eyes, she could see that she had been oversensitive. Bloody Lewis, he had tainted her so much with his infidelity she was worried she may never trust another man again. Just as she was reaching for her purse she felt a text buzz through on her phone.
Hey, my tipsy natural woman, fancy spending my last night in London together?
She smiled to herself. Just a text from a very famous Hollywood actor asking her out! But if she couldn’t trust a normal bloke, how could she ever trust somebody as handsome and sought after as Leo Grant? He had never made her feel anything short of special. But he was the father of her nephew and was rarely in one place for long. Once he had lost sight of her, she was sure he wouldn’t give her a second thought.
Noms was meeting him before he left to discuss some sort of compromise with Jack. She really hoped it would be a win-win situation for everyone. Leo might be famous and part of the jet set, but from what she knew of him, he seemed like good man and deserved to be happy, too.
Gracie walked back to the table. Ed was stroking a dog and speaking to a woman at the next table. She left as Gracie approached.
‘Just another one of my bitches.’ Ed smirked.
‘The dog was quite sweet, too,’ Gracie laughed.
‘That’s more like it. In Cornwall, I thought I’d lost you. I’d have been really sad if you hadn’t wanted to see me again.’
‘Really?’
‘Yes, of course, really.’
Four drinks later, Gracie thought that she must have a word with herself about her drinking. She’d be putting all her weight on again, plus she wasn’t good working with a hangover. The wine also made her extremely horny. And turned off her NO button.
‘So, young Ed, what was it you were saying about being able to offer me a good seeing-to?’
‘Gracie Davies, I thought you’d never ask. Let’s go. I can’t wait to kiss those white bits again.’
Gracie stumbled into Ed’s flat and straight onto his bed. She felt reckless.Fuck Lewis, fuck everything.
Ed followed, jumped right on top of her and started kissing her hungrily. He pulled up her dress roughly, pushed her panties aside and stuck two fingers into her deeply. Gracie gasped.
‘Careful.’ Gracie put her hand on his.
‘Sorry, sorry – did that hurt? I just want you so bad, Gracie.’
She felt his rock-hard cock through his boxers and got wetter in an instant.
