Coach blows the whistle, and I’m happy to be done with this conversation, feeling ready to blow off some much-needed steam.
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I meet up with Lily after practice, and I’m grateful the atmosphere between us seems to be back to normal, even after my weird behaviour earlier today.
Another great thing about Lily is that she’s not one to hold a grudge too hard or too long.
At least, if you apologise and try to make things right again.
“You up for dinner cooked by me today? We still
haven’t gone over when we’re going to start with the conversations relating to my project,” she says from the passenger seat of my car.
She spent quite a while in the office space today before wandering down to the stadium seats and watching parts of our practice.
“Harriet has probably made dinner already, but you can eat at my place, and we’ll discuss it,” I tell her, knowing Harriet usually has dinner ready by the time I get back from the stadium.
“That would be lovely.”
It amazes me how effortlessly Lily fits into my life. Driving back from work with her feels like the most natural thing, but then I remind myself we’re not actually going back home together.
We’re simply living in the same building.
And we are having dinner together.
With my chef.
When we get to my apartment, Lily goes right over to Harriet.
“You must be Harriet! Such a pleasure to meet you.” The two women share a hug, and I stand back, admiring their interaction.
They’re similar in a lot of ways.
Open, warm, and headstrong women.
“I must say, it’s nice having a lady around, pleasure to have you, Lily,” Harriet says, smiling fondly at Lily.
“Doesn’t Sebastian bring all the ladies of London back to his condo?” Lily sniggers at her, the ladies having fun on my behalf.
I don’t mind.
I agree with Harriet; it is nice to have Lily around. The condo can get lonely at times.
“I’ve never seen Sebastian James bring any girls here, actually.”
Now it’s time for me to interfere.
The women don’t have to discuss my whole life with me standing off to the side.
“Okay, good to see that you two get along. Now, is it time for dinner?”
Lily gives me a sinister smile, letting me know she’s going to get to the bottom of this.
Harriet is telling the truth.
I’ve never brought anyone back to my condo, preferring to keep my address as private as possible.
Especially after Ashley started blowing up my phone.
