Rich Pickings (2014)
“Dan left me in the bath to enjoy a last soak on my own while he got dressed and finished his perusal of yesterday’s racing news. By the time I eventually joined him in the living room he’d remembered a small, independent coffee shop in the ground floor of a mill conversion about ten minutes’ walk away—one of Nathan’s designs I gather—which he tells me does a fabulous Spanish omelet. Good enough for me. We descend in the lift, my face flaming as I recall vividly what happened in this same lift on our way up. Dan just smiles and pats my bottom.
“Later, sweetheart.”
He winks at me, and I’m convinced my face is about to spontaneously combust. Who’d have imagined I could still feel embarrassed?
Who would imagine I could be embarrassed at all, particularly given the way I lost my virginity? Or rather, after I let my mother sell it.
I stumble slightly as we exit the large glass doors to the outside, and Dan catches my elbow to steady me. I study my feet as we walk, shocked at my sudden recollection.
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