more delicious than usual when Mo arrived at the surgery.
‘Mo, are you limping?’ he enquired as she hobbled around to her desk.
‘Not exactly, but my legs are aching. All I did was walk around Denbury Park twice at speed.’
Noah Anderson tried not to laugh. ‘Well good on you! Get through the pain barrier and it can only do you good.’
Thank God he can’t see my chafed thighs, she thought whilst having unchaste thoughts about him chasing her around Denbury Park naked.
Ffion skulked over to her desk.
‘You’re late!’ The screech of Grim Lynn echoed around the surgery.
‘I’m sure she’s got eyes in the back of her bonce!’ Ffion exclaimed as the grim one appeared from her office.
‘What is it this time? The car wouldn’t start?’
Ffion was too hungover to even think of an excuse. Then: ‘Actually no, Lynn. I wouldn’t start!’
Noah and Mo both burst out laughing and Lynn harrumphed back into her office.
‘Why are you in such a jolly mood today anyway, Mo?’
‘Not sure really. I’m still married to a tosser and I’ve got no money to mention, but the Mo Collins Freedom Collection is underway, as is my weight-loss plan. I went twice round Denbury Park yesterday, I’ll have you know.’
‘Ooh, get you! Good girl. I don’t suppose you’ll want to come to Rosco’s at lunchtime then?’
‘There are two reasons why not, Ffion Jenkins. One: no money. Two: no willpower.’
At one o’clock, Dana approached the customer and her friend, whom Tony had nicknamed ‘Lumpy & Pumpy from the surgery’, at their usual table. The Rosco brothers had given the place a lick of paint and it was looking bright and cheery, with its clean white walls and framed photographs of various models of red Ferraris.
‘Chicken salad and chips for me, please,’ Mo announced.
‘Prawn and mayonnaise on brown for me, thanks,’ Ffi added. Without her friend noticing, she caught Dana’s eye and mouthed, ‘No chips.’
Dana winked and mouthed back, ‘OK.’
‘I could have sworn I ordered chips,’ Mo announced when her tasty-looking salad arrived.
‘No chips on my order pad,’ Dana stated.
‘You must have forgotten, Mo,’ Ffion said, backing up the waitress.
‘Oh, well don’t worry now, love,’ Mo directed at Dana. ‘I’ll be late back to work otherwise.’ She tucked into her salad. ‘How’s the beauty course going anyway?’
‘Loving it!’ Ffion exclaimed. ‘Really looking forward to getting my qualification and being able to work for myself. I’m learning some great make-up tips too.’
‘Good – you are wasted in that surgery. I haven’t heard much mention of the love-life lately either?’
‘I’ve actually been doing my research and have deduced that Denbury houses around ten good-looking men. Now, I’ve already slept with eight of them, we work for one of them and the other one’s my brother – and that wouldn’t be right, now would it?’
Mo nearly choked on a bit of celery.
‘You’re so funny, Ffion. You deserve to meet somebody lovely. But you’re right to be playing the field. At twenty, don’t even think of settling down.’
‘No, I’ll just be lying down at the moment, I will.’ At that moment, Ffion caught Bruno’s eye behind the counter and realised that her count had immediately gone up to eleven.
‘But I wanted GoGo pops, not toast!’ Lily whined.
‘And where’s the chocolate spread?’ Lola asked grumpily.
Gordon ran his hands through his hair.
‘Girls, please be nice to Daddy. I forgot to get milk yesterday. I’m sorry and I know I need to stock the cupboards.’
‘Maybe Daddy Chris can help you today.’ Lily picked up on Gordon’s tiredness.
He tried not to show how upset he was.
‘I told you, darling, Daddy Chris has gone on some long flights so he won’t be back for a while.’
The girls carried on eating their breakfast. It had only been two weeks but Gordon literally ached with missing his partner. It wasn’t just the fun and
‘Mo, are you limping?’ he enquired as she hobbled around to her desk.
‘Not exactly, but my legs are aching. All I did was walk around Denbury Park twice at speed.’
Noah Anderson tried not to laugh. ‘Well good on you! Get through the pain barrier and it can only do you good.’
Thank God he can’t see my chafed thighs, she thought whilst having unchaste thoughts about him chasing her around Denbury Park naked.
Ffion skulked over to her desk.
‘You’re late!’ The screech of Grim Lynn echoed around the surgery.
‘I’m sure she’s got eyes in the back of her bonce!’ Ffion exclaimed as the grim one appeared from her office.
‘What is it this time? The car wouldn’t start?’
Ffion was too hungover to even think of an excuse. Then: ‘Actually no, Lynn. I wouldn’t start!’
Noah and Mo both burst out laughing and Lynn harrumphed back into her office.
‘Why are you in such a jolly mood today anyway, Mo?’
‘Not sure really. I’m still married to a tosser and I’ve got no money to mention, but the Mo Collins Freedom Collection is underway, as is my weight-loss plan. I went twice round Denbury Park yesterday, I’ll have you know.’
‘Ooh, get you! Good girl. I don’t suppose you’ll want to come to Rosco’s at lunchtime then?’
‘There are two reasons why not, Ffion Jenkins. One: no money. Two: no willpower.’
At one o’clock, Dana approached the customer and her friend, whom Tony had nicknamed ‘Lumpy & Pumpy from the surgery’, at their usual table. The Rosco brothers had given the place a lick of paint and it was looking bright and cheery, with its clean white walls and framed photographs of various models of red Ferraris.
‘Chicken salad and chips for me, please,’ Mo announced.
‘Prawn and mayonnaise on brown for me, thanks,’ Ffi added. Without her friend noticing, she caught Dana’s eye and mouthed, ‘No chips.’
Dana winked and mouthed back, ‘OK.’
‘I could have sworn I ordered chips,’ Mo announced when her tasty-looking salad arrived.
‘No chips on my order pad,’ Dana stated.
‘You must have forgotten, Mo,’ Ffion said, backing up the waitress.
‘Oh, well don’t worry now, love,’ Mo directed at Dana. ‘I’ll be late back to work otherwise.’ She tucked into her salad. ‘How’s the beauty course going anyway?’
‘Loving it!’ Ffion exclaimed. ‘Really looking forward to getting my qualification and being able to work for myself. I’m learning some great make-up tips too.’
‘Good – you are wasted in that surgery. I haven’t heard much mention of the love-life lately either?’
‘I’ve actually been doing my research and have deduced that Denbury houses around ten good-looking men. Now, I’ve already slept with eight of them, we work for one of them and the other one’s my brother – and that wouldn’t be right, now would it?’
Mo nearly choked on a bit of celery.
‘You’re so funny, Ffion. You deserve to meet somebody lovely. But you’re right to be playing the field. At twenty, don’t even think of settling down.’
‘No, I’ll just be lying down at the moment, I will.’ At that moment, Ffion caught Bruno’s eye behind the counter and realised that her count had immediately gone up to eleven.
‘But I wanted GoGo pops, not toast!’ Lily whined.
‘And where’s the chocolate spread?’ Lola asked grumpily.
Gordon ran his hands through his hair.
‘Girls, please be nice to Daddy. I forgot to get milk yesterday. I’m sorry and I know I need to stock the cupboards.’
‘Maybe Daddy Chris can help you today.’ Lily picked up on Gordon’s tiredness.
He tried not to show how upset he was.
‘I told you, darling, Daddy Chris has gone on some long flights so he won’t be back for a while.’
The girls carried on eating their breakfast. It had only been two weeks but Gordon literally ached with missing his partner. It wasn’t just the fun and
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