From London with Love by Jemma Forte

Author:Jemma Forte
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780141962054
Publisher: Penguin Books Ltd
Published: 2011-03-28T21:00:00+00:00

24

When Kerry swaggered into the office that morning, looking very eighties in a man-size T-shirt which she’d tied in a knot at the waist, Jessica gestured to Mike’s shut door.

‘He’s back.’

‘Have you seen him?’ asked Kerry, putting her clutch bag down on the desk.

‘No,’ said Jessica, eyeing her friend suspiciously. ‘Hey, hang on a minute. Is that the bag you had with you on Saturday night? And is that the same dress you were wearing underneath?’

Kerry couldn’t pretend a second longer. She simply had to share or she would burst.

‘Oh my God, Jess, we were going to be discreet but actually there’s no point because Paul knows anyway, plus I’m not sure I’ve physically got it in me. I’ve spent the whole weekend at Luke’s.’

‘No way! Where is he?’

‘Gone to get coffees with Paul. But, Jess, listen to this. I have had the best sex of my entire life, and not just because I was gagging for it, which obviously I was, but because actually he’s just so lovely,’ she gabbled, looking ridiculously happy.

Jessica felt truly delighted for her friend, who had just sunk into her chair, a dreamy expression plastered across her face.

‘Who’d have thought it, eh?’ said Vanessa drolly, coming over to say hello.

‘And, oh my God, some of the things he said to me in bed,’ replied Kerry, her eyes wide.

‘Oh, it’s so romantic,’ said Jessica.

‘I know,’ squealed Kerry in agreement. ‘My knickers are twitching just thinking about him.’

‘Less romantic,’ said Vanessa, and Jessica laughed, just as the cause of Kerry’s ‘twitching knickers’ walked into the office. Bringing up the rear was Paul. Jessica immediately stopped laughing and felt herself turn to jelly. Then her cell phone started to ring. It was Angelica. Damn, she kept forgetting to call her back, but now certainly wasn’t the right time to talk (again), so she switched her phone off.

‘Good morning, everyone,’ announced Luke to the entire room. A statement, not a greeting.

‘Bloody hell,’ said Julian. ‘Is this what it’s going to be like around here from now on? Like a frigging episode of Friends.’

‘Told them all, then?’ said Luke, rolling his eyes in mock frustration, when actually you could see he was only too happy to shout about his conquest from the rooftops. He kissed Kerry tenderly on the forehead before delivering their coffees on to the desk.

Meanwhile, Paul strolled casually over to Jessica, hoping to get away unobserved while people concentrated on the Luke and Kerry sideshow.

‘Morning, you,’ he said softly.

‘Hello,’ Jessica said shyly, looking up.

‘How’s Mike’s garden?’

‘Watered,’ she smiled back.

‘Lucky it,’ said Paul. ‘So I hope you know you left me high and dry, playing gooseberry for the whole weekend with love’s young dream over there?’

Jessica giggled as she followed his gaze. Luke had draped himself across Kerry’s desk and was giving her shoulders a massage. They were both laughing about something and Kerry’s expression was positively euphoric. Just then, Natasha arrived through the door. She looked flustered about being late, but not so flustered that she couldn’t stop next to the loved-up couple and pretend to stick her fingers down her throat.

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