What a tale. And if Heath was right and Phae was Superwoman, Marc would be moping around in my drawing room for a long while yet. We could never breathe a word of this to him.
“No chance of Phae deciding on a change of career the way you did?”
“Granted, I only met her briefly, but I got the impression she enjoyed her job too much for that.”
“Then maybe I should introduce Marc to some of my friends. Not Polly. Other friends.”
“Reckon Polly’s still out with Damon?”
“There’s nothing on her socials.”
“No hashtag Piles?”
“Hashtag Piles?” I began giggling. “Ohmigosh, that would be terrible. Although if they’ve gone their separate ways, that’s almost a shame because Damon’s far more of a gentleman than Spencer ever was. The giant schlong would merely be a bonus.” I slid a leg over Heath’s thigh. “Speaking of bonuses and giant schlongs…”
“Don’t I get time off for good behaviour?”
Absolutely not, my darling husband.
“I’ve discovered I prefer the bad.”