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“You look after me so well.”
“Oh, I don’t know. I’ll pop it on expenses later.” I wink and giggle as I wander off to the wall to buzz up the delivery person. Albie hides behind my bedroom door, just in case.
I accept the delivery and have a bit of banter with the driver about how early I’ve made my order (it’s before 5.30pm) and how I must be really hungry to have ordered so much food. It’s at this point I realise he’s trying to discern if there’s someone else here—girl or boy—so he can figure out if I’m single.
“My boyfriend is really hungry and aggressive when he wants to be.” The driver starts to back away. “Thanks!”
Albie stalks towards me as I move to the little dining table at the back of the room and begin unpacking everything. “Boyfriend?”
“He was going to ask me out, I could tell.”
“Can’t leave you alone for five seconds.” He strokes my blonde hair behind my ear and it sends a shiver down my spine, not to mention as he breathes huskily against my throat, the hairs on my neck stand on end. “Mind you, you stink of hungry pussy.”
“I could do with a shower, too,” I groan.
He licks his lips. “Food first. Then you take a shower. And we’ll see what happens after that. Huh?”
I nod slowly. “I’m definitely not throwing over this burger, even for Albie Hart, stood in front of me undressing me with his eyes. These burgers are fucking good.”
The moment he bites into his, which is dripping with grease and sauce, he nods and growls, “Hell yeah. We need fuel… but you were right. Fucking amazing.”
“I’m always right! What are you on about?” I throw a chip at him across the table and he catches it, then stuffs it into his mouth.
Are we really doing this?
I suppose we are.
I can’t stop grinning.
Chapter Five
I step out of the shower and emerge in a towel. Having dried off already, the towel is just for modesty, though I’m planning to drop it at the first opportunity…
Yet as I walk into the bedroom, I find him passed out on my bed, his clean underwear covering his modesty… his head slumped to the side as though he nodded off without a thought. He’s that exhausted.
Devastated doesn’t even cover it.
I’m afraid he’ll wake up tomorrow and won’t even remember today.
Then I remind myself he just lost his dad. It wouldn’t be right to take advantage of him, not right now.
Shit! What the hell was I thinking?
Pulling out a blanket, I cover him up and try to let the blinds down without making a noise.
He rolls onto his side in the darkness, huddles into the blanket and breathes heavily. That’s my cue to leave him to it.
I pull on some clothes inside my walk-in closet and clean up the remains of dinner.
Before I switch on the TV, I sit and stare into space. I’d only be channel hopping or scrolling through streaming services and failing to find anything to watch, so I may as well re-run that kiss earlier, over and over again.
It would be a lie to say I haven’t been in love with him since the day we met.
It would also be a lie to say that I could ever trust him.
I know I couldn’t.
The morning arrives alongside a crick in my neck. Last night, I did the decent thing and slept on the sofa. Now I’m wishing I’d just made a pillow divide in the middle of my bed and slept there.
