“Did you maybe have a littlemeetingwith someone last night?”
The coffee almost shoots out of my nose.
“Are you kidding?”
“You look like you’ve spent all night having sex. Your face is exhausted, you’re grinning like a madwoman, and your eyes are all dreamy; as if you’re thinking about a night between the sheets with someone.”
Oh, my God. Do I really look like that? It didn’t seem like it when I studied my reflection this morning.
I haven’t had a night of sex, but I definitely needed it. I just sent a few naughty texts to Kerry, until two in the morning. As a result, I have huge, purple bags under my eyes and the sensation of his hands all over me which I can’t seem to shake. Yet he didn’t even touch me; all it took were a few words. I barely slept at all – my body was as agitated and excited as my mind. I just lay there, dreaming of forbidden pleasures.
“Nope, no meetings. Home, Netflix, wine – maybe one glass too many. That’s why I look so tired.”
“Mmm… What about that expression? That smile?”
“Maybe I’m just happy because it’s the start of a new week.”
She looks at me, unconvinced.
“There’s not long now until the tournament,” I say, swiftly changing the subject in an attempt to distract her, “and I have a good feeling.”
“Because of the new coach?”
“He’ll prove himself useful.”
“Let’s hope so. We really need that prize money.”
“We’ll get the money,” I say, confidently.
Kerry promised me that we’d win and, for some ridiculous reason, I believe him, blindly.
Niall
Tell me you’ve thought about it.
I’m at school, Kerry.
Does that mean you’ll think about it when you’re at home? Alone?
I’m not going to reply to you anymore while I’m at work.
Because my messages make you uncomfortable?
Because they remind me of all the reasons I had to draw up an agreement with you.
I laugh as my sister glances at me, questioningly.
“Oh, sorry – you were saying?”
“Tell me why I had to come and have breakfast with you this morning.”
“Because I had nothing better to do.”
“Did you have a little fight with your best friend?”
That’s actually partly true, even though we didn’t exactly fight. Let’s just say that I don’t take too kindly to people who try to snatch the things I want out from under my nose.
“I just wanted to spend a bit of time with you.”
