Year of Being Single by Collins Fiona

Author:Collins, Fiona [Collins, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780008189891
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2016-08-24T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen: Frankie

A couples’ triathlon?

I’m washing my hair that night.

Ha ha. What about driving down to Southend and taking a jog along the seafront?

Maybe. But only if we get fish ’n’ chips!

There had been two more Couch to 5k meet-ups since Frankie and Hugh had snogged by the car park (she could only make alternate Sundays – she was going again tomorrow) and they had kissed goodbye – very energetically – both times. It was becoming a lovely habit. She’d got over her complete astonishment at it happening, that first time, and now expected it and looked forward to it. It was fun.

In between snogging meet-ups, they texted a lot. Hugh was pressing her to go on a date with him, but so far, Frankie had resisted. Despite her eagerness to give him her number, once she’d really given it some thought, she’d decided she was reluctant. She’d only recently got rid of Rob and wasn’t sure if she wanted a boyfriend or any kind of new man. She was happy to kiss Hugh – really happy – and enjoy their textual flirting, but she wasn’t sure if she was ready for more. She relished the periods of time to fantasise about him; if she went on a date with him those fantasies might disappear in a puff of smoke. She really didn’t want another Rob.

Hugh was keen and persistent. This morning he was trying to pin her down to a day and time. They’d been volleying texts between them like tennis balls since eight a.m. and it was now quarter past ten. His text speak was appalling and he used lots of horrible things like ‘gr8’ and ‘TTFN’ and far too many ‘lol’s, but he was fairly amusing and he wanted to go out with her, and that made her feel good. Thinking about their delectably infrequent, frantic kissing at the edge of the car park made her feel really good.

She grinned as another text came through. Oh. It was from Rob.

Harry forgot his homework.

Oh no! Can’t he do it when he gets home tomorrow?

He said it’ll be too late. It’s maths. I can help him with it. You’re useless.

Thanks! Can’t you print it off the internet?

No. He needs his textbook.

Ah, okay.

Can you bring it over? You can see where I live.

Frankie stared at the text. She wasn’t sure she wanted to see where he lived. Rob’s flat, house, home, place, pad whatever. It would be a bit weird. How long had he lived there now? Three months? Where he lived was now a world apart, his place had nothing to do with her.

A text from Hugh arrived:

We can do fish ’n’ chips. Then a 2k run to burn it off ;)

She sent a quick reply.

I’ll think about it. Got to go out now. Speak to you later x

She put a kiss because she felt bad, but she had to think about whether or not she would go to Rob’s flat. She had often wondered what it was like. It was strange and often horrible not to know where her children were sleeping every other weekend.

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