hoped desperately with all of his heart that she would understand.
She pulled on her dress, she was going to wear her shorts, but then thought she would look better in a dress. It was blue, with tiny delicate flowers dotted all over it, low cut and it had thin straps so it showed off her shoulders.
She slipped on her trainers.
“You need sandals,” he announced. She looked down at her feet.
“These will do,” she said. He stood up and shook his head.
“No they are fine for running, and walking, but you have such great legs, and that dress….” he shook his head, as he admired her shapely figure. “You need sandals.”
“Rick I can’t spend anymore or I will not have enough to get a bedsit,” she said, following him to the door. He stopped and turned to her, lifti ng a hand to her cheek he swooped her long dark hair behind her shoulders.
“I told you, you can stay w ith me.” He was not going to let her go back to that way of life, if fact, he was not going to let her go, period. Her eyes wandered over his face and then settled on his eyes.
“Rick,” she said. He shook his head, not wanting to hear her say no.
“Come on, let’s go, we’ll get breakfast out.” He took up her hand, and without another word, they made their way back down to his Landrover.
As they wound down the country lanes, with their windows down Sarah inhaled, the air was so clean and sweet. She put on her sunglasses; Rick was already wearing his.
“God it’s so beautiful here,” she said, admiring the view as they drove along the coastal road.
“Yeah I know, I love it here, I mean I like London, but it’s always great to come back to the peace and quiet of the country.” She glanced at him and gave him a smile, he placed a hand on her knee, and she covered it with her own, and then looked back out the window.
She would tell the man she could not do it, and then she frowned worried. If she did not do what he wanted, would that mean they would send someone else? Should she tell Rick, should she warn him? She did not want to lose him; he might hate her for even thinking about doing it.
“Are you okay Sarah?” he asked, as he pulled his hand back from her knee, and lifted it to her face. She turned to him.
“Yes fine, why?” He shrugged.
“You just looked a little sad then,” he said.
She smiled, “No I am fine, just thinking of Skye,” she lied, and then she felt guilty, she had not actually thought of Skye since yesterday. Rick’s eyes returned to the road, he would tell her tonight, he wanted to enjoy today and forget everything.
Twenty minutes later, they were parking up.
“We’ll head down the front,” he said, taking up her hand. She let him lead her into town. It was already warm and the sky was a clear deep blue.
“Oh rats,” he said, looking at the closed arcades. “I forgot they don’t open until eleven.” He looked at his watch it was only nine thirty.
“So what now?” she asked.
“ Are you hungry?” he asked.
“No not really,” she replied , her earlier hung pangs having dissipated.
“ Come on we’ll go for a walk, up to the top, you never know we might see some dolphins.”
“Dolphins, really?” he nodded. Following the winding path, it took them half an hour to reach the viewpoint.
“Wow,” she remarked as they reached the top , she did not see any dolphins but it was still spectacular. She leant against the wall and stared out into the sea. “It beautiful Rick,” she said, glancing to him as he placed his arms around her and snuggled into her neck.
“It sur e is,” he replied, as they both gazed out to the sea.
“ No loitering on the sea front,” a deep voice boomed from behind them. Startled, Rick and Sarah spun around. Sarah looked at the two policemen with a little concern.
“Dave, how are you,” Rick said, cheerily, holding out his hand.
“Good Rick, you?” he asked, shaking it.
“Yes thanks. Oh
She pulled on her dress, she was going to wear her shorts, but then thought she would look better in a dress. It was blue, with tiny delicate flowers dotted all over it, low cut and it had thin straps so it showed off her shoulders.
She slipped on her trainers.
“You need sandals,” he announced. She looked down at her feet.
“These will do,” she said. He stood up and shook his head.
“No they are fine for running, and walking, but you have such great legs, and that dress….” he shook his head, as he admired her shapely figure. “You need sandals.”
“Rick I can’t spend anymore or I will not have enough to get a bedsit,” she said, following him to the door. He stopped and turned to her, lifti ng a hand to her cheek he swooped her long dark hair behind her shoulders.
“I told you, you can stay w ith me.” He was not going to let her go back to that way of life, if fact, he was not going to let her go, period. Her eyes wandered over his face and then settled on his eyes.
“Rick,” she said. He shook his head, not wanting to hear her say no.
“Come on, let’s go, we’ll get breakfast out.” He took up her hand, and without another word, they made their way back down to his Landrover.
As they wound down the country lanes, with their windows down Sarah inhaled, the air was so clean and sweet. She put on her sunglasses; Rick was already wearing his.
“God it’s so beautiful here,” she said, admiring the view as they drove along the coastal road.
“Yeah I know, I love it here, I mean I like London, but it’s always great to come back to the peace and quiet of the country.” She glanced at him and gave him a smile, he placed a hand on her knee, and she covered it with her own, and then looked back out the window.
She would tell the man she could not do it, and then she frowned worried. If she did not do what he wanted, would that mean they would send someone else? Should she tell Rick, should she warn him? She did not want to lose him; he might hate her for even thinking about doing it.
“Are you okay Sarah?” he asked, as he pulled his hand back from her knee, and lifted it to her face. She turned to him.
“Yes fine, why?” He shrugged.
“You just looked a little sad then,” he said.
She smiled, “No I am fine, just thinking of Skye,” she lied, and then she felt guilty, she had not actually thought of Skye since yesterday. Rick’s eyes returned to the road, he would tell her tonight, he wanted to enjoy today and forget everything.
Twenty minutes later, they were parking up.
“We’ll head down the front,” he said, taking up her hand. She let him lead her into town. It was already warm and the sky was a clear deep blue.
“Oh rats,” he said, looking at the closed arcades. “I forgot they don’t open until eleven.” He looked at his watch it was only nine thirty.
“So what now?” she asked.
“ Are you hungry?” he asked.
“No not really,” she replied , her earlier hung pangs having dissipated.
“ Come on we’ll go for a walk, up to the top, you never know we might see some dolphins.”
“Dolphins, really?” he nodded. Following the winding path, it took them half an hour to reach the viewpoint.
“Wow,” she remarked as they reached the top , she did not see any dolphins but it was still spectacular. She leant against the wall and stared out into the sea. “It beautiful Rick,” she said, glancing to him as he placed his arms around her and snuggled into her neck.
“It sur e is,” he replied, as they both gazed out to the sea.
“ No loitering on the sea front,” a deep voice boomed from behind them. Startled, Rick and Sarah spun around. Sarah looked at the two policemen with a little concern.
“Dave, how are you,” Rick said, cheerily, holding out his hand.
“Good Rick, you?” he asked, shaking it.
“Yes thanks. Oh
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