The Weekender by Fay Keenan

Author:Fay Keenan [Keenan, Fay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Boldwood Books

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Charlie couldn’t remember a time when he’d felt happier, and in such a pleasingly strange context, too. Who’d have thought that he’d be wandering the High Street with his arm slung around the most beautiful redhead in the world, listening to crumhorns in one ear and pan pipes in the other as the residents of Willowbury celebrated their musical and spiritual origins long through the day and into the night? Everywhere he looked, there were people in fairy wings, face paint and fantastical costumes; he’d even caught a glimpse of someone dressed in a full suit of chainmail, bearing a remarkably authentic-looking longsword, purporting to be the spirit of King Arthur reincarnated. Tellingly, he didn’t seem to have a Guinevere with him, but Charlie was sure he’d find one among the many attendees. He’d already seen a couple of Lancelots, too.

Looking down at Holly, who kept breaking away from him to embrace friends who were passing, he felt utterly relaxed and strangely exhilarated. This was living, this was life, he thought. And it was as far away from the corridors of Westminster as could be imagined.

‘All right?’ Holly stood on tiptoe and whispered into his ear. ‘You seem a little bit away with the fairies.’ Her breath on the back of his neck sent a tingle down his spine and reminded him, as if he needed reminding, that, despite the fact they’d not known each other very long, they were getting closer to the next level of their relationship.

Charlie grinned as his eye was caught by two little blonde girls dressed as actual fairies. ‘I’m fine,’ he said, pulling her a little closer. ‘I’ve just never seen anything quite like this before.’

‘Willowbury’s proud of its roots,’ Holly replied. ‘And, I promise you, once you’ve done one Folk Festival, you’ll keep this weekend free every year.’ She tucked a stray lock of hair back behind her ear with her free hand. Charlie was struck with erotic thoughts about just what else he wanted her hands to touch.

As the band at the top of the High Street struck up a fast-paced fiddle tune, Charlie pulled Holly closer to him so that they were face to face. ‘Fancy a dance?’ he teased as his arms tightened around her. She was wearing a strappy, flowing summer dress which kept catching in the breeze, and as he drew her towards him, he was instantly aware of the heat from her body pressing against his. Trying to mentally talk himself down from the effect that having Holly so close to him was having, he whirled her around in a loose approximation of a jig until she was helpless with laughter in his arms and her hair, loosely tied back in her habitual messy bun, had all but come down.

Slowing down as the music calmed, Charlie looked at Holly. Her face was flushed from the heat and the dancing, and her eyes were sparkling with amusement. As if his mouth had a mind of its own, he dipped his head, searching for her lips.

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