The London of Us by Clare Lydon

Author:Clare Lydon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Custard Books

Chapter 20

“There’s my best friend who’s been ignoring all my calls of late.” Tanya sat back in her chair as Jess gave me a wave from behind the counter of Porter’s, the café she ran that was just around the corner from Tanya’s. It was one of those cafés with a mouth-watering menu and the kind of rich, syrupy coffee that made your hair stand on end, and it was always packed.

Jess and her fiancée Lucy had become close friends with Tanya this year, bonded by living in the same area and connected friends, but mainly by their dogs. It turned out that dog ownership opened you up to a whole new set of friends. Walking your dog in the park was a little like waiting for your child at the school gates — if you did it long enough, you were bound to start talking to other people who were doing exactly the same thing.

Plus, when Delilah had been attacked by another dog last year, it’d been Jess who’d driven Sophie and Delilah to the vet and saved the day. That was something that Tanya would never forget.

I returned Jess’s wave and sat opposite Tanya.

Could she tell the difference in me?

Now I’d been properly kissed by a woman, my world view had changed. With one flick of Rachel’s tongue, it’d turned pink in an instant. Maybe more than one.

“I haven’t been ignoring them, I’ve just been busy.”

“Busy doing what? You’re still off for another few weeks, aren’t you?”

I nodded. “I am, but I’ve been painting a lot and getting ready for my student showcase.”

“Well I’m pleased to hear that, you’re always happier when you’re painting.”

“Am I?”

“Yes, you are.” She leaned forward. “Are you painting anything or anyone in particular? I heard on the grapevine you might have gone on a date with a certain woman on Wednesday?”

My clit sprang to life as I thought back to Wednesday, back to that kiss. On Primrose Hill with London watching on.

Now, it was the London of us.

Jess arriving at our table interrupted the conversation.

“Hello, some of my favourite women. How are we today?”

I grinned up at her. “Couldn’t be better. And the smell coming from your kitchen is only making me happier.” The air in the café was filled with the scent of butter and lemon, telling me this morning had been a mammoth cake-baking session for Jess.

Since coming over to this area more often, I loved coming into Porter’s whenever I could: as well as the stellar food, Jess and her team were brilliantly welcoming, and I’d felt at home from the start.

“I’ve just baked a chocolate Swiss roll with vanilla cream, my new fetish, and a lemon drizzle cake. So if any of that takes your fancy, let me know. In the meantime, the usual coffee?” she asked me.

I nodded. “The larger and blacker, the better, thanks.”

Jess turned, then turned back almost immediately. “I almost forgot to say — Lucy and I have set a date for our wedding.” She looked so thrilled and flushed with love, it was beguiling.

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