All I Want Series Boxset, Books 1-3 by Clare Lydon

Author:Clare Lydon [Lydon, Clare]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay & Lesbian, Literature & Fiction, Fiction, Lesbian, Romance, Lesbian Romance, Genre Fiction, Lgbt, Lesbian Fiction
Amazon: B01EIAPQEW
Publisher: Custard Books
Published: 2016-04-18T03:00:00+00:00

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ALL I WANT FOR VALENTINE’S: BOOK TWO

CHAPTER 1

January: Week One

Tori tilted her head to the left, then to the right. It didn’t look good whichever way she turned.

“Holly,” she said. Her voice was shaky, brittle to the touch. It stuck in her throat and vibrated as she spoke. Behind her, she heard Holly’s shoes squeak on the laminate floor as she turned.

“Hmmm?”

“Can you come and look at this?”

Holly was frowning, Tori could just tell.

“You okay?” Holly asked.

“Er, no.” Tori swallowed and closed her eyes. When she reopened them, nothing had changed. Britney and Madonna were still floating lifelessly, the waterwheel in their ample tank still turning as if nothing had happened.

A wave of nausea washed over Tori, quickly followed by a swell of dread. “I think they’re dead,” she said, her voice hamstrung with guilt. She knew the signs, remembered from her own short-lived forays into the world of small-fish ownership.

They were probably putting up warning posters all around town now: “Lock up your goldfish — the grim reaper is back!” How was she going to explain this to her neighbours when they returned from their weekend in Lisbon?

“Dear Matt & Kim, Hope you had a good weekend away! Oh, and by the way, I killed your fish. Soz.”

“Dead?” Holly was beside Tori now, peering down into the tank. “Oh shit, they are too.” She drew in a colossal breath, before running a hand through her short black hair. “How can they be dead? We fed them last night, did everything they told us to do.” Holly paused. “Bugger.”

The pair stood over the tank, staring at the dead fish, willing them back to life. It didn’t work.

It was only January 1st and Tori had already managed to kill two living creatures. This did not bode well for the coming new year.

“What am I going to tell them? We’ve only known them for three weeks and I’ve bumped off their pets.” Tori put her head in her hands, before straightening up. “Unless…” she said, pointing at Holly. “Do you think we could get replacements? Go to the pet store down the road? They need never know anything has happened.” She raised an eyebrow. “It could work.” There was a note of desperation in her tone.

Holly bent down to get a closer look at the fish. “We could try, I suppose,” she said. “Trouble is, they’re not very orange, are they?”

Tori bent down so that her head was beside her girlfriend’s. “You’re right. When did goldfish become non-orange?”

“Maybe these ones aren’t from Essex. Maybe they’re hipster goldfish.”

Tori’s nausea rose again, but that might have something to do with all the rum she’d consumed last night at the New Year’s Eve party, as well as her current predicament. Today had been scheduled for lying on the sofa and dying quietly (her, not the goldfish). She could really do without this balls-up.

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