Construct A Couple by Roland Talli

Author:Roland, Talli [Roland, Talli]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Notting Hill Press
Published: 2012-06-08T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

The weekend passes in a blur of reading trashy mags at the hospital while Jeremy snoozes (hey, I have to get my celebrity gossip fix somewhere!) and ensuring everything’s perfect at the house for his release Sunday night. I made up the bed with fresh white sheets, stocked the cupboards in readiness for pasta balls, and even bought cheerful daffodils for the kitchen table.

Once at home, I helped Jeremy upstairs and straight to bed. Although he seemed much improved after a few days’ rest – his face had more colour – I could tell by the way he held himself the past weeks had taken their toll. I curled up beside him, listening to his even breathing, and thanking the universe over and over the Top Class story had been axed.

Sure, I’d have loved the feature to appear in this weekend’s edition of Seven Days, but not at the expense of Pick Up Sticks. Even without my article, flipping the pages of the magazine and seeing the text I’d fact-checked was satisfying, despite my limited role. I’m just glad that with my recent antics, I still have a job to go to.

Last week’s events have reconfirmed there is no magic bullet – in a job or relationship. I may never run across a one-in-a-million story like Al, I realise now. The best way to move forward is to continue working hard, taking advantage of this chance to familiarise myself with the business of a serious newsroom.

And when it comes to relationships, well . . . Jeremy and I need to learn to share our worries and woes, despite our discomfort. Hell, even Will and Kate have the occasional tiff, right? I bet the two of us will have killer make-up sex, too. Might be worth arguing to find out!

When I crack open my eyes Monday morning, sun streams through the window and I’m filled with optimism and hope. It’s time to embrace the future! Yawning, I wind my arms from the duvet’s cosy cocoon.

Jeremy turns on his side. “Morning.” His voice is husky, and dark hair stands up in sexy little tufts.

“Hey.” I roll into him, relishing the heat from his sleep-warm body. “How are you feeling?”

“Much better, thanks.”

“I’m still worried about you, you know.” I touch his stubbly cheek. “You’re going to stay home and rest today, right?” See? I’m sharing my feelings already. This honest relationship thing is easier than I thought.

Jeremy stretches, his face crinkling up in that cute way I love. “I’ve got to head to the office this afternoon to finish up some paperwork, but I’ll stick around here this morning.” He gives me a gentle nudge. “Don’t you worry about me. Go get ready for work! I don’t want my star reporter to be late.”

I try not to wince at his words. If only he knew! I push away the thought that maybe with our new policy, I should fill him in on Friday’s happenings. No, I tell myself firmly. I killed the story to ensure Jeremy could still accept the donation; to safeguard the future.

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