Men of London 03 - Suit Yourself by Susan Mac Nicol

Author:Susan Mac Nicol [Mac Nicol, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

In his persona as Nicky Starr, Oliver had revelled in the chance to go out on the town, wear the suits he adored and flirt with anything that moved, male or female. Of course, he’d never have taken the offers from women wanting to ‘convert him to the dark side’ seriously. He was far too into guys for that. However, flirting was a natural tendency with him, no matter what gender. And you never knew where it might get you. It had defused a few difficult and sensitive situations. However, looking across at the darkened face of Katie, sitting opposite him, he didn’t think flirting with her would work to reduce the ire she currently sported.

“You are so full of shit,” she snapped. “I don’t know why the hell you talk such crap about yourself.” Katie picked up her wine glass and took a gulp. “That man adores you, anyone can see it. It’s just you who are too bloody minded to let him in and accept that someone can actually like you.” She slammed the wine glass down on the restaurant table, slopping the contents messily onto the tablecloth. It was a quiet lunchtime at Fidalgo’s and the place was not too busy.

Oliver scowled. “It’s my opinion. I’m allowed to have one, aren’t I?” He started when she snorted and threw her napkin at him. It hit his chest then dropped onto his lap. He picked it up and chucked it onto the table. “Wow, that’s mature. Next we’ll be having a food fight.”

“Don’t bloody tempt me. I still have some bourguignon left in my bowl.”

They glared at each other and it was Oliver who dropped his eyes first. “I just said he can do better,” he muttered softly.

He’d been seeing Leslie for the entire month since their dinner. They’d spent time together having satisfyingly mind-blowing sex, and Oliver had even managed to go to a couple of movies with Leslie, since they sneaked into the darkened theatre when the lights were off and generally sat in the back and made out.

Leslie told him he didn’t mind the scar, or the fact Oliver’s damaged eye tended to twitch a little when he got tired. He’d cut Oliver’s hair to what he called ‘a more flattering style’ and Oliver agreed that while it still covered the damage, it did look better. He’d tentatively offered to wear concealer over the scar when they went out. Leslie had just kissed him and told him that if Oliver wanted to do that for himself, it was fine, but he didn’t have to do it for him.

“I know what you said, you idiot. And you know I don’t agree. And neither does he from the way he looks at you.” Katie and Leslie had met each other recently when they’d all met for coffee. The two had hit it off straight away.

Katie’s tone was a little less hostile now and she reached out and placed one plump, bejewelled hand on his. “Listen. I know better than anyone what that twat Gruesome Gregori did to you.

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