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I cringe at his babyish whine and the awful nickname he used to call me.
I don’t bloody think so.
Suzie, Gino, Abby and Jess are already at The Champagne Bar when we arrive and I’m pleased as they've grabbed a corner of the hip bar in Lords City Centre.
“Yay! You’re here! My gorge Sis – Happy Birthday to me. Happy Birthday to me!” Suzie throws herself at me, a cloud of Thierry Mugler’s Angel shrouding us, as she dances to her own tune. I smile in affection and envelope her in a proper cuddle.
“Happy Birthday Darling.” Winking at Gino, I raise my brows and mouth-the-words, nodding in Suzie’s direction, “How many has she had?”“She is on the sauce, as it is her birthday, in case no one else had realised.” He laughs at this ridiculous remark, shrugging his shoulders, and lifting his arms up in a surrendering way. “You will need to buy plenty of tomato sauce to play catch-up, - you get it?”
Oh my word, Gino’s jokes are renowned for being bad but I giggle in spite of it. He really is so daft, especially with his Italian tinged Yorkshire accent.
“Meghaan,” he purrs, “You look ravishing!”
Meg, who is usually unaffected by the smarm-charm and hates the use of her full name, blushes and slaps him playfully on his arm. “Suzie - you’ve got your hands full with this one.”Suzie tuts and waves the words away. “He knows he has the best Meg - and he’ll never get better,” she smiles smugly.Gino just shrugs and adds, “I have my hands full yes, but tonight perhaps she will have her mouth full of Italian promise,” he winks, and nods his head, happy with this thought, unable to see Suzie mouthing in his dreams behind him. But I watch them a little longer, and see her lean into her husband’s body and seductively whisper something gently into his ear and know from the sexy smile that appears across his handsome face that the night would be full of promise for them.
Suzie’s best friend, Jess, chooses that moment to launch herself at me, identifying herself, as my sister’s partner in lager and lime! She’s a fabulous ball of energy on any given day and is great fun. I haven’t caught up with her in forever and have really missed her company of late, especially since she only lives around the corner from Finn & I.
“Lulu. How’s things? I haven’t seen you in fucking ages!” she grins genuinely, rubbing my arm in affection.I laugh at her language. She reminded me of the lovely Irish - could swear like a trooper and didn’t seem to offend, even though she was a Yorkshire lass, born and bred.
“I’m great Jess, how’s the new job?”“Fucking nightmare Babe, but I’ve got no responsibility and that suits me for now.” She drains the last drop of her drink, like she has been stuck in the desert for a week. “You know me Lu, can’t stay still for too long. I might get knocked-up and become domesticated; what a God- awful thought!”I shake my head and snort. “You are naughty Miss Jessica. I adore my son and won’t hear you dis domesticity. It’ll come to you one of these days. It comes to us all.”“Oh darling, Finn is a total superstar, but kids are not for me. You know that. I’m happy to be sexy Auntie Jess, but I’m too bloody selfish to be a full-time carer. How would I have the time to recover from my monstrous hangovers? Speaking of bottle feeding…” I take that as my cue and giggling further at her extreme bluntness I hold my hands up in submission. “OK. OK! Hint taken. My round, what does everyone want?”“Ooh, I’ll come with?” Abby’s bubbly voice interrupts, “I need to talk to you!” Her eyes, burrow into my face with such intensity, I know not to refuse.
We head over to the fabulous Art Deco themed bar and squish as far to the front as is acceptable around the many thirsty customers. I smile at Abby as she practically bursts at the seams with her secret. She looks lovely tonight; very effervescent
I cringe at his babyish whine and the awful nickname he used to call me.
I don’t bloody think so.
Suzie, Gino, Abby and Jess are already at The Champagne Bar when we arrive and I’m pleased as they've grabbed a corner of the hip bar in Lords City Centre.
“Yay! You’re here! My gorge Sis – Happy Birthday to me. Happy Birthday to me!” Suzie throws herself at me, a cloud of Thierry Mugler’s Angel shrouding us, as she dances to her own tune. I smile in affection and envelope her in a proper cuddle.
“Happy Birthday Darling.” Winking at Gino, I raise my brows and mouth-the-words, nodding in Suzie’s direction, “How many has she had?”“She is on the sauce, as it is her birthday, in case no one else had realised.” He laughs at this ridiculous remark, shrugging his shoulders, and lifting his arms up in a surrendering way. “You will need to buy plenty of tomato sauce to play catch-up, - you get it?”
Oh my word, Gino’s jokes are renowned for being bad but I giggle in spite of it. He really is so daft, especially with his Italian tinged Yorkshire accent.
“Meghaan,” he purrs, “You look ravishing!”
Meg, who is usually unaffected by the smarm-charm and hates the use of her full name, blushes and slaps him playfully on his arm. “Suzie - you’ve got your hands full with this one.”Suzie tuts and waves the words away. “He knows he has the best Meg - and he’ll never get better,” she smiles smugly.Gino just shrugs and adds, “I have my hands full yes, but tonight perhaps she will have her mouth full of Italian promise,” he winks, and nods his head, happy with this thought, unable to see Suzie mouthing in his dreams behind him. But I watch them a little longer, and see her lean into her husband’s body and seductively whisper something gently into his ear and know from the sexy smile that appears across his handsome face that the night would be full of promise for them.
Suzie’s best friend, Jess, chooses that moment to launch herself at me, identifying herself, as my sister’s partner in lager and lime! She’s a fabulous ball of energy on any given day and is great fun. I haven’t caught up with her in forever and have really missed her company of late, especially since she only lives around the corner from Finn & I.
“Lulu. How’s things? I haven’t seen you in fucking ages!” she grins genuinely, rubbing my arm in affection.I laugh at her language. She reminded me of the lovely Irish - could swear like a trooper and didn’t seem to offend, even though she was a Yorkshire lass, born and bred.
“I’m great Jess, how’s the new job?”“Fucking nightmare Babe, but I’ve got no responsibility and that suits me for now.” She drains the last drop of her drink, like she has been stuck in the desert for a week. “You know me Lu, can’t stay still for too long. I might get knocked-up and become domesticated; what a God- awful thought!”I shake my head and snort. “You are naughty Miss Jessica. I adore my son and won’t hear you dis domesticity. It’ll come to you one of these days. It comes to us all.”“Oh darling, Finn is a total superstar, but kids are not for me. You know that. I’m happy to be sexy Auntie Jess, but I’m too bloody selfish to be a full-time carer. How would I have the time to recover from my monstrous hangovers? Speaking of bottle feeding…” I take that as my cue and giggling further at her extreme bluntness I hold my hands up in submission. “OK. OK! Hint taken. My round, what does everyone want?”“Ooh, I’ll come with?” Abby’s bubbly voice interrupts, “I need to talk to you!” Her eyes, burrow into my face with such intensity, I know not to refuse.
We head over to the fabulous Art Deco themed bar and squish as far to the front as is acceptable around the many thirsty customers. I smile at Abby as she practically bursts at the seams with her secret. She looks lovely tonight; very effervescent
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