Don't Want To Miss A Thing by Mansell Jill

Author:Mansell, Jill [Mansell, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780755355983
Publisher: Headline Review
Published: 2013-01-31T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 28

The soles of Molly’s feet were on fire. Sightseeing was hard work and they’d done more than their fair share today. Buckingham Palace, the London Eye, the Houses of Parliament, Knightsbridge, the Serpentine . . . so many places Frankie had never seen in real life were being ticked off the list. Together they’d navigated the Tube, greeting and smiling at their fellow travellers and being summarily blanked in return. She’d warned Frankie from past experience that this would happen but Frankie had refused to believe her and done it anyway. So many thousands of people crammed together like sardines and still not speaking to each other, refusing even to acknowledge each other’s existence.

But that had been during the day. It was night-time now and the unfriendliness of the city was no longer so apparent. As darkness had fallen and the lights had come on in the West End, London had begun to look magical, like something out of a film. The bridges strung across the Thames glittered like necklaces, illuminated tourist boats chugged through the water and the trees along the banks were lit up with white lights. It was a warm night and people thronged the pavements outside bars and cafés.

Was this how it felt to live here, or did you stop noticing, after a while, the endless bustle, the busyness and anonymity of it all?

Frankie, evidently thinking the same, said, ‘You could walk these streets for weeks and never bump into anyone you know.’

Molly nodded in agreement and the next moment was knocked sideways by a man hurrying past with headphones in his ears. ‘But you can bump into lots of people you don’t.’

Not everyone, though, was unfriendly.

‘Sorry, I can’t stop looking at you. You just have the most amazing eyes.’

The trouble with being paid compliments like that was Molly never knew how you were supposed to react. They’d been in this club on Charlotte Street for a couple of hours now and Adam had been talking to her for the last forty minutes. Chatting her up, actually. Quite charmingly, too. He was easy to talk to, an advertising executive who lived in Notting Hill and owned a chocolate Labrador called Fredo.

‘He’s the love of my life, my best friend.’ His grey eyes creased at the corners as he talked fondly about Fredo. ‘Such a character. Do you like dogs?’

‘Oh yes.’ Molly nodded.

‘I knew you would.’ His smile broadened as he rested his hand on hers. ‘I could never be attracted to a girl who didn’t love dogs. Here, let me get you another drink . . .’

‘Let me just check my friend’s all right.’ Swivelling round, Molly searched the crowds and saw that Frankie was on the dance floor with the man she’d been talking to earlier. Frankie wasn’t out on the pull but she’d decided earlier to pretend to be. They were in London where no one knew them; for one night only she had the chance to be whoever she wanted, rather than poor old Frankie whose husband had been cheating on her for the last twenty years.

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