Her Last Love Affair by Clara James

Author:Clara James [James, Clara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
Publisher: Romance Novel
Published: 2013-05-30T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Best Friends

Allie wasn’t aware of falling asleep again, but she must have done, because her eyes were suddenly met with bright light once more. This time, it wasn’t the hideous artificial light above her hospital bed though, now it was bright sunlight streaming through the window on the left hand side of the room. She was lying on her side, directly facing that window and she realized that it was that warmth on her closed eyelids that had woken her.

Unwillingly dragged into consciousness, she grumbled nonsensically, when she learned that her previous spell of cognizance hadn’t been a dream. No, she was indeed, back in one of those ghastly gowns. Pulling the scratchy bed sheet up to her chin, she slowly forced her eyes open.

She was met by the sympathetic smile of Rosalind. “Hi there,” she nodded, tossing the magazine she’d been reading to the floor and shuffling forward in her seat. She flicked her blonde hair off each shoulder, before resting her forearms on her thighs. “How are you feeling?” she asked, immediately shaking her head. “That’s a stupid question,” she chided herself. “But you know what I mean.”

“Ros,” Allie mumbled, smiling at the very welcome sight of her best friend. “What are you doing here?” she asked, ignoring the question that had been asked of her, as she gradually tried to lift her head off the pillow.

“I had to come and see you,” she sighed, as if it were obvious. “The stupid nurses wouldn’t let me in your room, but Reece saved the day. He’s very charming, you know, he can get just about anyone to do anything when he gives them that cute, dimpled smile of his.”

“You’ve met him?” Allie responded, a rhetorical question that simply suggested she was pleased that the two had finally come face to face.

“He’s a nice guy,” Ros nodded. “I can see why you love him.”

Wrenching her head over her shoulder, Allie examined the chair that had become ‘his’, but found it empty. “Where did he go?” she wondered, her face slowly returning to her friend.

“He wanted a cup of coffee that didn’t taste like mud,” she reported. “His words not mine. He was worried about leaving you, but I told him I’d stay right here in case you woke up.”

With a bashful smile, Allie settled her head back on the pillow. “I don’t deserve you two,” she commented, mostly to remind herself of the fact.

Rosalind dismissed the sentiment with a scoff and a wave of her hand. She then quickly changed the subject, firing questions about Reece. She wanted all the juicy details, even going as far as to ask, “What’s he like in bed?”

“Ros,” Allie blurted, as if scandalized by the line of inquiry.

“You’re right,” she responded casually, before deliberately misinterpreting the reason for Allie’s outrage. “Of course he’s good.”

The pair giggled like teenagers, Rosalind trying to wheedle as much information as she could about her best friend’s love life, while Allie maintained her good-natured defensiveness over the topic. The truth, of course, is that this wasn’t new conversational territory.

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