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“Can you get away early? Still make it round to Redhead’s?”

“Her flatmate finishes work at eleven.”

Steve looked gutted for me, genuinely. “Gonna have to call it off, then. Stinks bad. She’ll understand, though, won’t she?”

I bloody hoped so.

***

Gemma

I grabbed my phone idly as it started up, expecting my mum.

Jason calling.

How I smiled. “Missing me already? You’ll see me in a couple of hours.”

His tone was positively morbid. “I’m really sorry, Gem, I have to rain check. Something’s come up.”

“Oh?” I was inquisitive, much too inquisitive. “I mean, of course... sure. No problem. Some other time…”

Wife trouble?

The thought was unwelcome.

“Give me another time,” he said. “Tell me when.”

I scoped out the route to Tessa’s timetable, but she was still at home, pottering around the kitchen and humming to herself. “I’ll have to figure it out.”

“I can do Saturday, if that works.”

“I definitely can’t do Saturday,” I sighed. “I’m being dragged out to some swanky nightclub in Kensington. A friend of mine’s after a footballer. Theo something.”

“Theo Fernandez?”

“That’s him,” I groaned. “He looks about twelve. From Spain, apparently.”

“Yes, he does and yes, he is.”

“You like football, do you?” I smiled. “Maybeyoushould take her, I know nothing about any of it.”

“I like it some days more than others,” he sighed. “Today, not so much.”

“Whatever’s come up, I hope it gets sorted.”

“I live in hope.”

***

Jason

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

My dirty little Gemma would be out at Kings. Talk about a small fucking world.

She’d be in the general bar, of course, far away from the VIP area, but even so.

Maybe I’d accept Theo’s invitation after all. Maybe I’d even venture out amongst the general Kings’ populous and watch her from afar.

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