I laughed, sarcastically. “Very good. Because my name’s Lily. You’re a comedian. I’ll come say hello first.”
I followed Vicky towards the pool. She was wearing a sports bra, baggy shorts, and crocs. Even from behind she had swagger. I’d known Vicky since she’d moved to my high school when we were both around fifteen. We’d kept in touch over the years, going on nights out from time to time. She was more into music, and I was more into football, but we’d always got on and had a great laugh together, which was the main thing. I’d met Vicky’s lovely German girlfriend Mathilde before, although I’d never met any of her new friends, so I was curious to see what they were like.
“Guys, Lily’s here.”
All three women looked up from their sun loungers. Rapidly, they got up, slipping on sliders and putting whatever books or items they were holding down.
Vicky introduced me as her football pal from school and a single lesbian in want of a wife. I shot her a look as that couldn’t have been further from my mind on this holiday. It was sun, sea, dancing, and good chats I was after rather than anything flirtatious. Although I would never say never if I met someone I liked.
“It’s great to meet you, Lily,” Kaira said, softly. Kaira was about six foot tall, slim, with short cropped blond hair. Her eyes darted away from me when we shook hands.
Bouchra was shorter than Kaira and her girlfriend by the looks of their arms draped around each other’s waist. Bouchra had jet black hair and dark eyes under long eyelashes. Her hair was styled short too and it suited her delicate features. “Hi, Lily. We’re all super excited you’re joining us. Welcome to the house.”
And lastly, there was Vicky’s girlfriend Mathilde. She was stunningly beautiful with her womanly curves and long brown hair. I first met Mathilde when Vicky brought her to see me play at Wembley for the Euros final. I liked her vibe. It was warm and down to earth. “Good to see you again, Lily.”
“And you,” I replied.
“This is everyone except Rona and Nell. They’re down at the festival getting set up. You’ll meet them tonight,” Vicky said.
“Rona is your friend who was in that band, right?”
“Yeah. She’s a big-time music producer for massive stars now. She also DJs sometimes. Hence why she’s already down there. Nell plays music with her. They’re best friends.”
“Awesome.”
“I can’t believe we haven’t met you before,” Bouchra glanced at Vicky. “We’ve heard so much about you, over the years.”
“I know! I’ve heard a lot about you guys too. You and Kaira got married on a mountain, right?”
“That’s right! That’s us!” Bouchra said, excited and bewildered.
“Lily’s a professional footballer. I’ve invited her loads of times, but she’s been off playing matches and getting her face plastered everywhere,” Vicky said.
I laughed. “Wasa professional footballer. This place is stunning.”
“It so is. We’ve been sitting by the pool all afternoon,” Kaira said.
“It is very relaxing,” Mathilde agreed.
“It’s luxurious, let’s be real,” Vicky added. “Let me give you the rest of the tour, Lily.”
I went with Vicky through the beautiful Greek home as she pointed things out.
The house was huge with five bedrooms, three bathrooms, and a huge open plan kitchen diner and sitting room. A path down to the beach could be accessed at the back.
“This is your room.”
I put my bags on the floor and slipped my shoes off. The room had a calming effect with its wooden floors, soft white linen and tasteful rug. There was a large double bed with a painting of a seashell hanging above it. Stepping over to the window, I found that it looked out to sea and was just above an outdoor dining table. “It’s perfect.”
“Rona is next door. It’s just you two on this level.”
“Cool.”
“I think you guys will get on. I hope so, anyway.”
“I’m sure we will.”
“Dinner will be in about an hour. We’ve been to the market. Prepare to eat the best food of your life.”
