Going Solo : A Later in Life Romance: Sinfonia : Crimzon Steel Book 1 by Talia James

Author:Talia James [James, Talia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter seventeen

“Merci.” Emily smiled and waved to the water-taxi driver as he left. She hitched up her dress and, with her shoes in her hand, she paddled the last few metres through the shallows.

It felt so good to be back. To feel the sand between her toes and watch the streaks of colour darting beneath the clear surface like tiny fireworks firing in all directions.

And of course, Bob. She laughed as he bounded toward her, barking and wagging his tail.

“Did you miss me, boy?” she asked, bending down to tickle under his chin, before racing him up the beach.

“I thought I heard someone.” Her sister appeared, the previous night’s make-up still perfectly intact.

How did she do that? Emily asked herself for the millionth time. Any time she’d gone to bed without removing her make-up, she’d woken up looking like a Nestor Toro painting.

And not in a good way.

“So how did it go?”

“You know Hugo.” Emily pretended not to notice that her sister was naked beneath the pale-blue peignoir she was barely wearing. “Full of grand gestures and promises.” She headed for the kitchen, afraid of what she might find in her sister’s bed.

“So did you?” Micky made an obscene gesture with her fingers. “You know.”

Emily frowned. “Did I what?”

Micky rolled her eyes. “Sleep with him.”

“Ew, no.” Emily screwed up her face. Micky knew Emily didn’t just jump into bed with anyone.

“Honestly, Ems, you’re such a Girl Scout.”

“Why would you even think that?”

“Hmm, why would I think that?” Micky tapped her index finger to her chin. “Could it be that you left here yesterday morning wearing your best dress and your sluttiest underwear? Then, after staying out all night, you’ve come back here with bed hair.” Micky held up a couple of loose strands. “And unless I’m very much mistaken . . .” She prodded Emily’s breast. “No bra.”

Emily slapped her sister’s hand away. “That does not mean I had sex with Hugo. For your information, the last ferry was cancelled, and I ended up spending the night at the hotel. And before you ask,” Emily said, heading off her sister’s next question. “No, I didn’t spend the night in Hugo’s room. So, what did you do with yourself last night?” She forced herself to ask the question, to be forewarned and all that shit.

“You know.” Micky buried her head inside the fridge. “A bit of this, a bit of that.”

“Sounds ominous.” It wasn’t like Micky to be so cagey.

“Not really.”

Something was definitely up. Emily dived right in. Best to rip off the bandage in one quick yank. “Is Mac . . .” She cleared her throat and tried again. “Is Mac still asleep?”

“How would I know?” Micky pushed the fridge door shut with her foot.

“Didn’t you . . . spend the evening together?”

“No, he took off in his boat a couple of hours after you left.”

“Oh, so you two didn’t” – Emily lowered her voice – “sleep together?”

Micky snorted. “No.”

“Then why are you being so weird?”

“Okay,” she huffed. “Marlon called me.

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