Love Or Money (2013)
“If she met Hamish, she’d behave as if they were casual buddies, nothing more. Soon her nostrils caught the teasing coffee smell wafting from inside the little café. As she closed her eyes to savour the scent, Hamish almost bumped into her as he stepped out onto the street, plastic cup in hand.
‘Hi, Erin.’ It was always the smile. Wide, genuine, telling her that he trusted her, wanted to share things with her. ‘Recovered from your Landcare Saturday?’ Yes, until I saw you, Hamish Bourke. Why must... you always look like a Greek god walking down from Mount Olympus? That stride, the way you hold your head. The golden sun lighting up your skin, your freshly scrubbed face, your…lips.
‘Well, yes. Thank you,’ she answered.
‘There’s lots more to do,’ he said. ‘We haven’t scratched the surface.’ You’ve scratched mine, Hamish. And I’m still bleeding. From the heart, mainly.
‘Well, then. You must come again,’ she managed. You look so cute in jacket and tie. Why didn’t you wear it for me that first afternoon we met in your office?MoreLess
‘Hi, Erin.’ It was always the smile. Wide, genuine, telling her that he trusted her, wanted to share things with her. ‘Recovered from your Landcare Saturday?’ Yes, until I saw you, Hamish Bourke. Why must... you always look like a Greek god walking down from Mount Olympus? That stride, the way you hold your head. The golden sun lighting up your skin, your freshly scrubbed face, your…lips.
‘Well, yes. Thank you,’ she answered.
‘There’s lots more to do,’ he said. ‘We haven’t scratched the surface.’ You’ve scratched mine, Hamish. And I’m still bleeding. From the heart, mainly.
‘Well, then. You must come again,’ she managed. You look so cute in jacket and tie. Why didn’t you wear it for me that first afternoon we met in your office?MoreLess
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