Say Hello and Wave Goodbye by Marina Johnson

Author:Marina Johnson [Johnson, Marina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tamarillas Press
Published: 2019-05-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

I struggled to get out bed this morning after drinking so much red wine last night and I probably reek of garlic. I think I might have put a bit too much in the chilli because it feels as if it’s seeping out of my pores.

Urgh.

But on the upside, Flynn has agreed to pretend to be my partner when we meet Jonathan for dinner.

After pressing the snooze button on the alarm numerous times I’ve only just managed to get into the office at two minutes to nine, by the skin of my teeth. I quickly sit down at my desk and stuff my handbag into the drawer to make it look as though I’ve been here for ages. I quickly scan the office to find that no one is taking the slightest bit of notice of me; the youngsters are in a huddle around Skyla’s desk chatting animatedly and making absolutely no attempt to look as if they’re working so I don’t know why I’m so bothered. I seriously need to get a life.

Hey! You have a life with an imaginary boyfriend and a yearning to get back with a lying, cheating ex, scoffs the Beccabird.

I boot up my PC and stare at it unseeingly.

I actually thought Flynn was going to have a heart attack where he laughed so much when my jeans fell down last night. And they fell right down; around my ankles down. Thank God I had a long jumper on so my knickers weren’t on show. I know he’s gay so he’s like a girlfriend but even so, there are limits.

He was actually crying with laughter and when he finally managed to speak, he said that our evening had done him a power of good and really cheered him up. I suppose at least my humiliation was good for something. When I’d pulled my jeans up and buttoned them – and they were very tight so I definitely need to cut the portion sizes down – Flynn said that we needed to get our back story right for when we go out for dinner with Jonathan.

Which is going to be on Saturday night; because something else I did last night was text Jonathan to accept his invitation to dinner.

Because obviously it seemed like a really fantastic idea after a huge amount of red wine.

I pull the top drawer of my desk out and put my hand in and check through the messages on my phone again to reassure myself that I didn’t make a blunder last night when I texted him.

Hey Jonathan, How about dinner on Saturday night? ☺

Brief, but that was after several attempts and deletions because Jonathan doesn’t know that Flynn is coming and I had to keep rechecking that I wasn’t giving my plan away.

I’m feeling it’s a bad idea now; I’m a crap liar and I have a horrible feeling that Jonathan will see right through me and the evening will end in utter humiliation. I just can’t wait for it

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