Love Patterns by Michael B. Malone

Author:Michael B. Malone
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: novum pro Verlag
Published: 2018-09-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 34

Alan followed Kirsty through the door of his room, sniffing surreptitiously behind her back, breathing a sigh of relief when he found his room smelling fresher. While she unpacked, he transferred the contents of three of the drawers in his built-in wardrobe to others to make space for her effects.

As she prowled around the room, examining and touching, he watched the way she moved, the way she turned her head, and the feminine way she posed, when she knew he was watching. He grinned at her.

She sat beside him on the bed and he nuzzled her neck.

“I’ve got to see Doctor Taylor at the university. Do you want to stay here for a while or do you want to come with me?”

“I’ll tidy up the room a bit if that’s all right?” she looked at him.

He hugged her. “It’s your room as well now, anything you do will be okay with me.” After a few long kisses, he left reluctantly, promising not to be too long.

She followed him to the door and watched until he turned the corner, then came back to sit on the bed, smiling and feeling a deep contentment. She looked around. The room was small, with a toilet and shower, and a tiny cooking alcove. The walls were drab magnolia. The only brightness was his duvet cover, which was patterned in vivid red and blue squares, and a poster on the wall of a Red Indian brave amid a herd of stampeding buffalo, holding a burning torch high in the twilight, creating a small island of safety in which his wife sat, seemingly unconcerned, while she nursed her baby. She spent some time looking at it and thinking.

There were no frills, just the bare necessities for living, with nothing, except the poster, to show the personality of the occupant. She smiled as she remembered how she’d invited herself here to dry off. She’d been irritated at the time at Alan’s reaction, but she loved him for it now. She breathed deeply, feeling she was at the start of a great adventure. She looked around again, then jumped up muttering.

“Better get to work, this place is like a pigsty.”

At the university, Alan found that Dr. Taylor had arranged for a friend a Dr. Sadiq, who taught Arabic studies, to give them tuition in spoken Arabic. They were to meet in Dr. Taylor’s office. Alan accepted a large sheaf of notes and a cassette tape. They arranged a time for the first meeting.

When he returned he found Kirsty with her sleeves rolled up, giving his room a thorough clean, with the communal vacuum cleaner she’d somehow managed to find. He’d imagined he’d cleaned it well enough himself and pictured her reaction if she’d seen it earlier. She would have walked right out again.

“Anything I can do to help?” he asked.

“I’m just about finished,” she replied, flashing him a smile.

He sat on the end of the bed watching her. She switched the vacuum cleaner off, wound the cable

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