Freya North 3-Book Collection by Freya North

Author:Freya North [Freya North]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2012-07-17T00:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-TWO

Give a man a free hand and he’ll run it all over you.

Mae West

The next morning, if Fen had any second thoughts about her impromptu visit to Derbyshire, then what she found in her house when she returned from Cat’s flat, decided her at once that she should be gone from London which, in her eyes, was rapidly disintegrating into a city of iniquity. She wanted to change her clothes, to wash away any vestige of yesterday. Dress not for Judith, nor for Matt. Matt, she thought with a smirk to her face but a churn to her stomach, was probably hunting for his clothes amongst the debris that had no doubt been flung around Judith’s flat in erotic abandon.

Or maybe he went home alone at half past nine. Whichever, what do I care?

It was cloudless. Though the sun wasn’t yet in appearance, a soft spring day was prophesied. As Fen strolled through Camden towards her house, she felt nicely restored. She’d slept well and now the weather put her in a balanced mood.

I have a fair few postcards of Abandon. I must take one or two in to work.

‘God, you’ve a great arse, babe.’

Jake’s lust-soaked voice filtered down the stairs and into the kitchen where Fen was trying to enjoy a simple, refreshing glass of grapefruit juice. Jake’s description was accurate, Fen thought, objectively classing Abi’s bottom herself as ‘pert and inviting’.

Fen found herself straining her ears to hear Abi’s response. There was something simultaneously repellent and yet utterly compelling about eavesdropping on another couple’s sex. She felt both awkward but quite titillated. As though she shouldn’t listen, as though she really should go, but as though some voyeuristic side to her was revealing itself and goading her to stay. Stay, inch closer, listen more, have a peep! A desirous groan from Jake made Fen clasp her hand to her mouth to hold back schoolgirl giggles. Jake was now really moaning and gasping and the bed was creaking.

With all the noise, it seemed the opportune moment for Fen to make her way quietly up to her room. The house was tall and thin with the kitchen and living-room, open plan, spanning the ground floor. The bathroom and Abi’s room were on the first floor and Gemma’s and Fen’s rooms, separated by a twist in the hallway and three small steps to a landing, were on the top floor. Abi’s door was wide open, Jake’s clothes were strewn around it. The bed was unmade but empty. They were obviously up a level.

Please God don’t let me find her strapped to the banisters or Jake humped over the stairs on the landing. Or the two of them in some yogic configuration on my Lloyd Loom chair!

Actually, they are in Gemma’s room, Fen.

What the hell are they doing in there? That’s outrageous, she’ll be truly pissed off.

No, she won’t.

Of course she will be! I would be!

But it is Gemma.

Fen knew she should have just tiptoed past and looked steadily ahead. But there was a magnetic force dragging her eyes to the left.

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