Blame it on the Onesie: A romantic comedy about work, water and wine by CJ Morrow

Author:CJ Morrow [Morrow, CJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Eye Eye
Published: 2015-06-27T04:00:00+00:00

‘Well, hello Ella,’ Hal’s liquid voice said as Ella barged in through the communal door.

Ella inhaled his exquisite odour, she wasn’t familiar with the aftershave he used but it smelled expensive; intoxicating. He grinned at her, crinkling his eyes, it made her knees go weak. He wore dark trousers, a white shirt tucked in to show off his perfect V-shaped body and a dark jacket slung over his shoulder. Ella gave him her best smile, desperately wishing that she had taken the time to wash the paint off her face.

‘That’s a fetching little outfit,’ Hal said. ‘I think I even prefer it to the frog one.’

Ella laughed. Flirty laugh.

‘Oh darling, what happened to you?’ Another voice said with a shrill laugh and Phoebe appeared behind Hal. She also smelled expensive and looked immaculate in a cream designer floaty creation.

‘Been decorating,’ Ella said. She felt ugly, scruffy, embarrassed.

‘Why don’t you wait in the car Phoebes, I need a word with my neighbour.’

Phoebe cast a critical eye over Ella, shrugged and teetered out to the car.

‘So,’ Hal said, leaning in towards Ella who inhaled his deliciousness further. ‘Have you been to your cottage?’

‘Yes. I’ve given up my job and I’m just going to sort out the details. I have to the ring the solicitor now.’

‘Good move. Well done. Will you be there tomorrow? Painting in this sexy little number again?’ He pulled the neck of the boiler suit, at the same time pulling Ella even closer to him.

‘Oh yes. There’s a lot to do. Fortunately I’ve got lots of help. My neighbours and some other villagers have been amazing.’

‘If I get time tomorrow I might drop in,’ his voice was husky now. ‘If that’s all right?’

‘That’d be great,’ Ella said, her voice almost a squeak. She coughed, before continuing. ‘Anytime.’

‘Maybe we could fit in a bit of dinner tomorrow evening. I have to do this work thing with Phoebes, otherwise I’d suggest tonight. Until tomorrow.’ He leaned in and kissed her on the nose.

Ella stood on the stairs inhaling his trailing odour for a full two minutes after he had left.

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