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“Like a human?”
“Like a moron.”
He laughed. What the hell. The worst that could happen is she’d say no. “Are you busy Friday night?”
“Are you—?” T
rembling hesitancy in the sharp intake of breath before she spoke.
“I have a professional engagement and I need some help.”
“Oh.”
“What about your girlfriend?”
“Girlfriend?”
“Taylor.”
“Oh God. Taylor and me. Geez. No. We’re not together.” Oh shit, that’s what Georgia would’ve seen at Moon Blink. Taylor sitting in his lap. Taylor, touching him like she did because they’d known each other for forever, and they did love each other, but not like Georgia was thinking. She was thinking he’d lied about being single. And Taylor had it big for someone else and she was miserable over it.
“The crew you saw at the bar, my best mates Angus, Taylor, Jamie and Sam. I knew them all before I started to seriously lose my sight. Except for Sam, we all come from the same town. None of us could wait to get out.”
“You don’t need to explain it to me.”
No, but he wanted to. “I told you I wasn’t seeing anyone. You thought I was a dog.”
“I, er, um.”
He laughed. “You thought I was a player and I was hitting on you.” He pushed a hand through his hair in disbelief. When he did hit on her, and he intended to, she’d know it. “I really do like parasailing, hang-gliding too. The whole flying, terrific rush of wind and sensation thing, and I am single.”
“So am I.”
She said that softly and he desperately wanted to know if she’d put her top teeth to her bottom lips after it came out.
“Now,” she finished.
“Friday night I agreed to narrate an experimental theatre performance for a uni friend. It’s an experience where the audience follows the characters of the play from room to room. They’re supposed to solve a murder. I agreed to narrate part of the action that holds the various scenes together.”
“Sounds complex.”
“That’s what I thought. I have to do it from a gantry above the stage, looking down on the actors. It’s not something I can do without help. Taylor is working, Angus has the bar to run, Jamie is busy, Heather is studying, and Sam would be a disaster. I wondered how you’d feel about helping me out. There’d be a fee of course.”
“It’s a professional engagement?”
He nodded. Better to be upfront. Then he coughed. It was the cough that galvanised her.
“You really can’t record today. Should we try tomorrow or would you like another day to rest?”
He cleared his throat. To be safe he should give it another day. “What about Wednesday?”
“That should be fine.”
“What about Friday night?” He needed to hear her voice to know what she was thinking, because she was right, if he listened carefully, the sound of it would tell him what he needed to know.
“You really think I can help you?”
She was hesitant, considering, but not shut down about it. “It’ll be dark where we are, looking into bright lights. A bad combination for me. Can you trust your eyes enough to be mine for ninety minutes?”
