Never Too Late by Jay Howard

Author:Jay Howard [Howard, Jay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Family Life
ISBN: 9781466438804
Google: ZzeupwAACAAJ
Amazon: 1466438800
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2011-11-01T04:00:00+00:00

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Next day the alarm was thunderous in Chloe’s ears.

“Oh no!” she wailed and flung her arm sideways to blindly knock the button to turn the raucous noise off.

Mercifully the noise stopped, a blessed relief, but how, she wondered? She squinted painfully trying to see why. Her eyelids felt like ton weights as she tried to open them and focus on the clock face.

Surely it can’t be 7 already? What day is it come to that?

She tried to turn over and found it difficult, the far side of the bed weighted down. Adam was laying there, his clear blue eyes watching her wake up. His arm was across her still, his finger on the clock’s button. In her half waking, half sleeping state she thought nothing of it. Then her eyes shot open and she shot up in bed.

“Oh!” she moaned and held her head in her hands. “No, we didn’t, did we? Please tell me we didn’t.”

“Well,” he drawled, “I’m not sure what you’re thinking,” he said, tongue in cheek, “but I don’t normally combine care of the sick with other duties.”

Then she groggily realised that he was laid on top of the duvet. She was beneath it, and while her jeans and jumper were neatly folded over her bedroom chair, she was still wearing her bra and knickers. She also noticed the bucket beside the bed, the bowl of water and towel. It all started coming back in horrifying detail.

Adam got up and went to the kitchen, returning with a glass of iced water for her. “After four pints of premium strength lager you darn nearly passed out,” he told her. “I was afraid you’d continue to vomit and maybe inhale it. Your guardian angel appeared to have other duties so I deputised last night.”

Chloe’s cheeks burned in shame at her behaviour. “What on earth came over me?”

“The devil!” Adam chucked her under the chin. “Cheer up – we’ve all done daft things before. No harm done.” He put his jacket on and went to the door. “I suggest a long shower and some toast and tomato juice if you can manage it.” He paused in the doorway, wondering if that would be the closest he would ever come to sleeping with the love of his life.

As he left she groaned and flopped back onto her pillow, pulling the duvet up to cover her head and her shame.

How could I have behaved like that? Oh, my head! Thank goodness today’s Sunday. Then she groaned again and pulled the duvet over her head, remembering she was due in Holmsford. She’d definitely cry off that one, just as soon as she was capable of seeing the phone, she promised herself.

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