Rory's Proposal by Lynda Renham

Author:Lynda Renham
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Tags: Humor, Teen & Young Adult, Humor & Entertainment, General Humor, Parenting & Families, Humor & Satire, Literature & Fiction
Publisher: Raucous Publishing
Published: 2014-07-24T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Tom

‘I see congratulations are in order,’ says Grant cynically. ‘Do you want me to get our solicitors onto it?’

‘No, it will only make things worse. Just let it die a natural death. If anyone asks for a comment say we were just friends celebrating a birthday. There was no engagement.’

‘I know you always say do what it takes to get the contract but wasn’t that a bit extreme? There was you making me feel dinner was out of order,’ he says, a note of anger in his voice.

‘Just soften things where you can without drawing attention to it, okay,’ I snap.

‘You mean smooth over your cock-up.’

I sigh.

‘Whatever. Phone The Clarence and cover all her bills. I don’t want her paying for anything.’

‘You want us to cover everything? Are you sure that’s …’

‘Just do it Grant, and send some roses, no second thoughts I’ll send them.’

‘I wouldn’t send roses. We looked into her flowers remember and she hates roses because of the thorns and she’s allergic to them apparently.’

In spite of everything I find myself smiling. Only Flo could be picky about flowers.

‘Are you sure she’s worth bothering with? If you ask me she’s trouble,’ says Grant.

‘I didn’t ask you.’

I hang up feeling the anger build within me. I’ll murder that little bugger Gareth. I punch his number into my phone and wait.

‘Hey boyo, congratulations,’ he laughs.

‘What the hell are you playing at?’

‘I’ve waited ten years to pay you back for that prank you played on me in Cambridge. Come on, man, you can’t dish it out and not take it.’

I sigh.

‘Yeah right, the thing is she’s a nice girl Gareth …’

‘It’s a bit of fun, get over it. It will be tomorrow’s fish and chip paper. Forget it. Great night though, you have to admit and she is a bit of awright.’

She’s more than all right.

‘I’ll get you back.’

‘I look forward to it boyo.’

I hang up and lean back on the couch. Idiot, I was a total idiot. I should have told her earlier. My phone rings again and I pick it up tiredly.

‘So, when were you going to tell your father you were here, and more importantly when were you going to tell your parents about your impending wedding?’

‘When there is an impending wedding. Believe me, you’ll be the first to know and when did you start believing the newspapers?’

‘It’s not about me believing them son it’s the rest of the country. A hairdresser? Is that really your type?’

‘You have no idea what my type is.’

‘Your mother’s asking if you’re free to have dinner with us this evening. It’s the final tomorrow. I reckon I’ll be up against a solicitor, Luke Wright. He’s good.’

‘So I hear. Yes, I’ll see you tonight, where are you eating?’

‘Patrick Guilabaud, we’re booked for eight.’

‘I’ll see you there.’

I click off the phone and pick up the paper. She looks beautiful. Her eyes are sparkling and her cheeks are flushed. She looks happy. Why won’t she talk to me? We had some good times on the train to Dublin.

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