Flights of Angels by Victoria Connelly

Author:Victoria Connelly
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Tags: Fantasy & Futuristic, Contemporary Fiction, Contemporary Women, Romantic Comedy, Romance, Fantasy, Literature & Fiction, Women's Fiction
Publisher: Notting Hill Press
Published: 2011-07-01T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

Simon’s hair was still wet from his shower as he left for Kristen’s. It was a mild evening, and he decided to walk into town. It gave him a chance to think about the night ahead.

He’d rang the competition organisers to explain how his circumstances had changed since he’d entered back in the autumn, and a very nice lady had said that there wouldn’t be any problem in exchanging his double room for two singles. He’d been so grateful to her that he’d almost invited her along as his guest.

Which posed the question, who was he going to take with him? Paris was definitely not a place to take a mate to. It just wouldn’t work, walking down the boulevards with a guy. Unless you really were into “gay Paree”.

There was only one choice: Kristen. But that posed a whole set of other problems. They were best friends, and it went without saying that a weekend away with her would be great fun, but what would Jimmy have to say about it? Would it be worth invoking the wrath of Jimmy Stanton?

Kristen was in the kitchen when he arrived. For someone who claimed to be a lousy housewife, she spent an awful amount of time hovering over the oven with a pinny wrapped round her waist.

‘Your hair’s wet,’ Kristen observed as Simon peered over the hob to see what was cooking.

‘Here.’ He passed her a bottle of wine.

‘Thank you. Do you want to do the honours? The glasses are over there.’

Simon uncorked the bottle and poured the wine out into the glasses on the worktop.

‘Four?’ he queried.

‘Yes. Didn’t I mention?’ Kristen turned round and smiled coquettishly. ‘Claudie’s here.’

‘No. You didn’t mention it.’

‘I thought I had. Silly me.’

‘Yes,’ he agreed, knowing instantly that Kristen was likely to have her own agenda for the evening.

‘I’ve a funny feeling you’re going to get on really well together.’

‘And I had a funny feeling you were going to say that.’

‘What? Don’t you believe me?’

‘It’s not that I don’t believe you, it’s that I don’t like the idea of anyone making my mind up for me.’

‘Don’t be such an old windbag.’ Kristen play-punched him in the stomach. ‘Come on,’ she said, untying her pinny. ‘I’ll introduce you.’

Simon grimaced but followed her through to the living room. It was impossible to get angry with Kristen. She had a heart the size of Hull, and truly believed she knew what was best for people. He’d just have to humour her for the length of the evening. Anyway, he’d always wondered what this friend, Claudie, was like.

‘Claudie,’ Kristen began as she entered the room, ‘this is Simon. Simon, this is Claudie.’

Simon stepped out from behind Kristen and immediately felt his mouth spring open. It was Miss Moonshine.

‘Hello,’ Simon said, a smile warming his face as he leant over to shake her hand.

‘H-Hi,’ she said, eyes widening.

Kristen looked from one to the other. ‘You know each other?’

‘No,’ Simon said.

‘Yes,’ Claudie said.

‘Not really,’ Simon agreed. ‘But we have kind of met before.

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