Rescue Me: An uplifting romantic comedy perfect for dog-lovers by Sarra Manning

Author:Sarra Manning [Manning, Sarra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781529336566
Publisher: Hodder & Stoughton
Published: 2021-01-20T18:30:00+00:00

24

Will

Will hadn’t wanted to disturb Margot while she was so deep in conversation with her friend, so he’d stayed where he was and hoped he didn’t look like a creepy stalker.

Though, really, was there any other kind of stalker?

Eventually, Margot’s friend stumbled away, high heels skittering on the paving stones, and Margot waved as if she’d known that Will was there all along.

They both waited until the friend disappeared from view, then Margot stood up and tried to point Blossom in Will’s direction. But Blossom was not for turning.

‘Blossom!’ he called out, crouching down and holding his arms wide. ‘Blossom!’

For a dog who could hear Will silently munching on cheese two rooms away in the middle of a thunderstorm, Blossom was looking everywhere but at Will.

‘It’s just as well you’re pretty, ’cause you’re a bit stupid, Bloss,’ Margot said.

Will tried again. ‘Bloody hell, Blossom! Over here!’

Her ears finally pricked up, her nose twitched and her tail started rotating like a helicopter blade, then Blossom charged at him with such speed and velocity that when she reached her target, Will toppled to one side with an overjoyed Blossom on top of him, licking his hands, face, up his left nostril – any part of him that she could reach.

Will looked up to see Margot standing over him. From a distance and from the slump of her shoulders, she’d looked sad, but now that she was close enough to offer a hand to help him up, she looked almost as pleased to see Will as Blossom had. Her smile, her eyes, her skin sparkled in the fairy-lit night.

‘Nobody could ever accuse Blossom of playing hard to get,’ Will said as he took Margot’s hand, and she pulled him up with a strength that could only come from owning a Staffy who pulled on the lead.

‘I’m glad you came.’ Margot sounded like she genuinely meant it. ‘Let’s get back to the party so I can introduce you to everyone.’

They were words that struck terror in Will’s heart. Margot’s little flat was so full of people that it was straining at the seams and he was going to be introduced to all of them, then left by Margot to make awkward small talk. Spending the evening in his flat on his own was suddenly looking like a much more attractive option.

‘I got in some of that fancy non-alcohol stuff that you can mix with tonics – I have several pregnant guests, several pre-pregnant guests and a couple of people that are in recovery,’ Margot told him, as they squeezed through the throng taking up both sides of the tiny hall. ‘Sorry, was that tactless?’

‘Not at all.’ Will had to raise his voice to be heard over the roar of conversation. ‘I’m not in recovery.’ Not from alcohol abuse, anyway. ‘I’m just . . . Never touched a drop of the stuff or wanted to.’

They’d reached the kitchen, where the party had spilled out into the little patio garden. Margot opened the fridge to retrieve a bottle.

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