Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered by Kerry Barrett

Author:Kerry Barrett [Barrett, Kerry]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781472054760
Google: Qb7TAAAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00FBF25E8
Publisher: Carina
Published: 2013-10-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

‘My tummy hurts,’ I complained as Harry put another drink in front of me later. I clutched my stomach dramatically and giggled.

She squeezed on to the bench beside me.

‘Go on, move up,’ she said, scooching along and squishing me into the wall. I shoved her back. Harry put her hand on my stomach and furrowed her brow. ‘What seems to be the problem?’ she asked in a pretend-serious voice.

I tried to look serious back. ‘I think,’ I said, swallowing a bubble of laughter, ‘I think I’ve had too much vodka.’ I hiccupped loudly and Harry dissolved in giggles again.

‘Is this what your doctor boyfriend used to do?’ she asked slyly.

I tried to frown at her, which was hard because I was having trouble controlling my eyebrows.

‘He wasn’t a doctor then,’ I said. ‘He was just a boy.’

‘Awww,’ Harry said. ‘Just a boy, standing in front of a girl…’

‘Shush,’ I said urgently. ‘I really need a wee.’

Sniggering, Harry moved over to let me out. I stood up, a bit shakily admittedly, and tried to walk in a straight line to the ladies. I could feel the regulars’ eyes on me as I walked, so I attempted to look sober as I swayed towards the loo.

‘Oof!’ Suddenly I was face down on the floor with a mouthful of carpet. I blinked in surprise and spat out some fluff, luckily I was far too drunk to feel any sort of embarrassment.

Hmm. It was quite nice to lie down. Maybe I could just stay where I was? I sniffed. Nope. The carpet smelled of old beer and mouldy shoes. I definitely had to get up. Right. Any minute now.

‘Need a hand?’

At last! I grasped the large hand that was being offered and yanked myself upright. It was Jamie. I grinned at him.

‘Helloooo!’ I tried to give him a hug and toppled into him. He put his arm around me to steady me and I snuggled into his chest. Jamie picked a bottle top out of my hair.

‘Having fun?’

‘I am. I’m drunk.’

‘I can see that.’ Jamie waved at Harry over my head. ‘Is that your cousin you’re with? She looks a bit worse for wear, too.’ Harry was slumping lower and lower in her chair, and her eyes were closing, but she was still laughing.

‘Are you?’ I looked up at Jamie. He was swaying slightly. No, that was me.

Jamie gently pushed me off his chest.

‘No, I’m driving. I just popped in to see Maria.’

‘Who’s Maria?’ I said crossly. I’d enjoyed resting against Jamie’s wide chest.

Jamie pointed to the barmaid. ‘That’s Maria.’

I squinted at her. She had long glossy hair and she was very pretty. And very young.

‘Why do you want to see her?’

‘Why not?’ Jamie shrugged. ‘We’re pals, that’s all. She sometimes comes to rugby with me.’

I heaved myself up on to a bar stool and rested my elbows on the bar. At least I did eventually – they just kept slipping off.

‘What does your fiancée think about you going to rugby with pretty ladies?’ I asked, when I was finally stable.

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