Sophie's Turn by Nicky Wells

Author:Nicky Wells [Wells, Nicky]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Sapphire Star Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

We had rolled up most of the rugs, removed the breakables, and arranged tables and chairs just as Tim had requested by the time he finally got home at five-thirty. Obviously we had restricted ourselves to doing things that involved only shoving or pushing, but no lifting. We didn’t want to spoil our glam appearances by working up a nice lather of sweat.

Tim was delighted at the progress we had made and let out a completely uncharacteristic wolf-whistle at my appearance.

“Soph, you look stunning,” he screamed in delight, then gave me a careful hug lest he should crumple the dress. “Have you been shopping, naughty girl?”

“I have,” I said girlishly and with only the faintest blush, which I was sure Tim would put down to embarrassment about the expense. “Do you like it?”

“It’s fabulous. I am so proud of you,” he reconfirmed and devoured me wholesale with his eyes. If a simple dress had that kind of impact on not one, but two, grown men inside of twenty-four hours, I would definitely have to rethink my wardrobe.

“And you,” Tim addressed Rachel graciously, “look terrific, too. Thanks so much for helping Sophie set up.” Golly, he really was at his most charming. My heart swelled with emotion, and I gave him a big, smacking kiss. I felt feather-light and continuously, deliriously happy. Rachel beamed back at us, and for just one minute, we were a perfect trio of friends, a definite Kodak moment.

Tim sprang into action. He sampled all the finger foods and found them to his satisfaction, and I inwardly hugged myself with glee. More brownie points for me tonight. He moved the rest of the rugs and briefly disappeared upstairs to get himself spruced up. By the time the guests arrived, the place was a party heaven.

Soon I glided elegantly through the thronging people, marveling at Tim’s outgoing demeanor tonight and his relaxed attitude toward the big red wine stain now on his otherwise polished wooden floors. I mingled and sipped at my champagne and encouraged people to partake in our party foods, mostly by setting a good example and munching away myself. Eighties music was playing on the stereo in the lounge, and club anthems were blasting in the kitchen. Yes, we had even managed—completely unpremeditated—to create different kinds of party zones. Every now and then, Tim and I came together and hugged and grinned at each other conspiratorially. “What a success,” his eyes said. ”What a blast,” mine responded. The hours flew by, it grew dark outside, and still more people were arriving. Tipsy to a substantial extent, I nonetheless noticed that there were more people there than we had invited, and a few faces that I had never seen before. We had managed to attract gatecrashers.

Eventually, another one of my hostess-with-the-mostest circuits led me past Rachel, who was cozily ensconced in a corner of the lounge with a handsome, dark stranger. I had noticed the two of them chatting away animatedly a little while ago and wondered if she had smuggled in her most recent conquest.

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