The Wedding Pact by Isla Gordon

Author:Isla Gordon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Little, Brown Book Group
Published: 2021-08-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 41

Flynn

While August was having her teeth checked and her soul searched by Bel, Flynn was across Bath, on the verge of getting in touch with Poppy. He was taking a short break at work, twirling his phone in his hand while her contact details lit up his display.

He’d not thought much about the redhead from the pub, and maybe shutting out all thoughts of romance, from Yui to August, would be the right thing to do. But she’d seemed nice, and fun and, like he’d thought just before he’d met Poppy, perhaps the misguided feelings he was having for August were just loneliness. So maybe he should give happiness a chance instead.

Convincing himself, at least partially, he sent her a text asking if she’d like to meet in the pub sometime over the next couple of weeks, if she was free.

*

During a still-warm evening in mid-October, Flynn waited for Poppy, waving to her across the pub with a little more confidence this time.

‘I owe you a drink,’ she declared, wandering over to him. ‘Several, probably, thanks to you getting me out of that pickle with the hens!’

‘You could have got away without – I didn’t expect to see you again,’ Flynn replied. ‘I thought you must be part of a visiting hen group, to wreak havoc in this cathedral city and then head back to your homes across the country.’

Poppy tilted her head to the side, shielding her eyes from the last glare of the evening sun, her face lit up golden and her hair seeming fierier than it had before. ‘Is that why you never got in touch before now?’

‘Ah,’ he laughed. ‘Sorry about that.’

‘It’s fine, we shared, like, three minutes of conversation.’ Poppy smiled at him.

He wasn’t sure what to say to her, teetering on the edge of wanting to walk away and wanting to find out more about her, and then she spoke again.

‘Let me get you that drink, Flynn, and then maybe you can tell me some of those very deep thoughts going on in there.’

Half an hour later, he and Poppy were sitting on one side of a bench in the pub garden, the furthest end from the live music, facing each other. They were onto their second drink, and Flynn was enjoying how easy it felt.

She’d asked about his situation, but not wanting to start thinking about Yui, or what was or wasn’t happening with August, he simply told her things were complicated, and that he wasn’t with anyone right now, but it hadn’t been long that he’d been single.

She seemed to understand – she too had recently broken up with someone and had needed to move out of where they lived. But she didn’t want to talk about it. Instead they discussed simple, happy things like TV, the hen do, books, music. Talking with Poppy was like winding down after a long week, and he realised that was exactly what he was doing.

When the hour came for her to leave, this time he promised he would get in touch with her, and he meant it.

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