The Shag Incident by Stephanie Johnson

The Shag Incident by Stephanie Johnson

Author:Stephanie Johnson [Stephanie Johnson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781869796365
Publisher: Penguin Random House New Zealand
Published: 2012-01-15T00:00:00+00:00


I appease my hunger with a plate of rennet-free cheese and biscuits, most of which Godfrey eats with his coffee. In the tiny rooms of my house he seems even bigger, as though my furniture were built for a different species. He seems to be aware of it himself, moving carefully in the narrow spaces.

‘Howard Shag!’ he says suddenly while I’m in the kitchen pouring myself a second cup. He comes to the door, holding my copy of Tombolo. ‘I read this when I was a teenager. It’s fantastic.’

‘Yeah, I know.’ I’m dying for a cigarette, but I won’t have one.

‘He was famous All Black in his time. Did you know that?’

‘Yes I did.’ I follow him out to the living room.

‘Did somebody leave it here?’ he asks suddenly.

‘Pardon?’

‘Well, look —’ He’s running his finger along the spines of the books on my shelf — Jane Smiley, Elizabeth Knox, Pat Barker, Germaine Greer, Katherine Mansfield, Barbara Kingsolver, Mary Doria Russell, Antonia Fraser. ‘Chick-lit. Every single one.’

‘No, I think —’ I squeeze in beside him, search for a bloke. There must be one. Do I only ever get men out of the library?

‘See?’ he says triumphantly. ‘It doesn’t make sense, a girl like you reading Shag. He’s a man’s man.’

‘In my bedroom,’ I tell him, ‘I have a whole stack of Shags.’

‘Do you? Why?’

I shrug. ‘Good bedtime reading.’

‘Show me.’ I lead the way. What would Howard think if he knew he was part of my seduction technique, such as it is?

Godfrey really isn’t interested in the books. When I lean over to retrieve Black Orbit from the top of the pile on the other side he cups my buttocks with one hand, runs his other one down my inner thigh. I turn to him and his yum-cha lips are soft and tender on mine; the solid, yielding mass of his body bears me down onto the duvet.

One Shag leads to another, I think, blissfully, and we spend the rest of the day in bed.



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