Dreaming of St-Tropez by Dreaming of St Tropez

Author:Dreaming of St Tropez [Tropez, Dreaming of St]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781911591931
Publisher: Canelo Digital Publishing Ltd
Published: 2018-03-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

The next few days passed quietly. The weather remained very pleasant and Jess settled into a routine of swimming, sunbathing, walking the dog, working in the garden, wandering into St-Tropez for a coffee or to do some shopping and – whenever she could – chatting to George. Alas, David was conspicuous by his absence most of the time. Still, Jess remained hopeful that the first stirrings of recovery she had noticed in him on Sunday evening might continue to develop.

On Thursday Jess got a text message from Olivier, inviting her out for dinner the following night. This immediately made her stop and think. She did her best to explain it to Hope over a cup of coffee and a fresh croissant in their kitchen.

‘He’s a really nice guy. I’m sure if I go out with him I’ll have a good time, but I’m not feeling any real attraction.’

‘Because of the attraction you feel for somebody else.’ Hope sounded quite confident of the truth of her assertion.

‘Maybe… I don’t know, Hope.’ Jess took a sip of coffee to give her time to marshal her thoughts. ‘It’s a funny thing. Somehow, I feel a real link to this place and to George and David. Both of them. Whether my feelings for David go beyond the friendship stage, I really can’t say.’

‘From what I’ve seen, they do. I’ve known you for years and years, Jess, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen that look in your eye before.’

Jess looked across in surprise. ‘What look in my eye?’

‘Lust, Jess.’ Hope gave her a knowing look and a wink and Jess felt herself blushing. ‘That feeling that you’d like to tear his clothes off and ravish him. The feeling I get every time I see Max – but then, you see, that’s what I do.’

‘Hope, please, not in front of Brutus!’

Jess glanced down at the dog, stretched out on the cool floor. Hearing his name, he opened one eye, checked that no food was forthcoming and relapsed into his comatose state. His interest in the opposite sex had been surgically removed by the vet some years previously, so at least he was spared these concerns. Jess smiled down at him and did her best to respond to her friend’s observation.

‘I will admit that when I saw David in the pool, before I knew about his accident, I did think he was pretty hunky. And the day I inadvertently gave him my Miss Wet T-shirt show, it actually did feel rather good, in a naughty sort of way.’ She glanced at Hope, who was nodding. ‘But the thing is, now that I know the extent of his injuries – that’s both physical and mental I’m talking about – I really don’t know what my feelings for him are, after all.’

‘What do you mean?’ Hope sounded as puzzled as Jess herself was feeling.

Jess tried again.

‘The overriding feeling I have towards David is one of pity. I feel really, really sorry for him. For such an active, energetic man to be cut down like this and reduced to crutches and even a wheelchair is so tragic.

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