were happy with the four million, and I was very happy with the nice commission cheque I was about to receive at the end of the month. Although the day didn’t go extremely well, at least I could be happy with one thing.
I rang Charming Charmers and told her the good news. She was happy and said that she would make arrangements for the transfer of the deposit tomorrow.
I was finally happy and breathing more easily by the time I had hung the phone up on her. I rushed in quickly to tell Jonathan the good news—which he was more than pleased with.
“You better go home and get dried up, Angelina. You’ll catch a death.”
“Thanks,” I said, relieved. “We’re going for drinks in a little while, fancy joining us?”
He looked up, watching my wet hair drip down my blouse. I didn’t think he could help it, but he lingered as a very wet area was forming around my breast.
“Erm,” he said, clearing his throat. “I have things to do this evening. Maybe another time though.” He tried to look at anything, but me—which was quite sweet.
“Okay, I’ll be off then. See you tomorrow, Jonathan.” Turning around, I headed for the door.
“Yes, see you tomorrow. Oh, and Angelina… well done for today. Tell everyone they’re free to go. I think we’ve done about all that we can for the day.”
“Okay, thanks Jonathan.”
As I entered the shop I told everyone they could leave. Anthony had already gone home to be with his wife, so that just left me, Shelly, Brad, and the evil twins. They didn’t look best pleased that I had come out to tell them to go home. I just ignored them and concentrated on Shelly and Brad. “Do you two want to head over to the bar and I’ll join you once I change?”
They both nodded and told me that they’d be at Antonio’s across the road.
I ventured up to my beloved flat and quickly got changed into a nice pencil skirt and black polo neck top. I tried towel drying and brushing the tangles out, but it was no use. In the end, I just left it loose to dry naturally. I touched up my make-up and dabbed some shiny lip gloss on. I was as ready as I could ever be with the short time I had.
Right, time to do some heavy drinking!
CHAPTER 4
As I walked into the bar I found it pretty lively. Shelly and Brad were propped up in deep conversation. They spotted me straight away and Shelly motioned to a drink on the bar.
“Double vodka tonic, me lady.” She smiled her sweet, childlike smile and I couldn’t help aim one right back at her.
“Thanks. I really need this.” And I did really need it. I picked it up and bolted it down in one go. I had been too good these past three weeks—time to be a bit naughty.
I had two pair of eyes bulging at me like I had just broke wind or something.
“Okay… time to get you another.” Brad motioned to the barman and I smiled.
“Now, that’s what I’m talking about.” I looked at Shelly, but noticed her eyes scanning something behind my back.
“Oh. My. Fucking. God.”
I turned around to see what she was looking at and spotted my mirage. It was almost as if he felt my eyes staring—as within seconds—his were burning into mine. He had company—lots of company. The women were practically drooling all over him. “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.” I kept saying it, and Shelly and Brad kept looking at me like I’d lost the plot. I think I may have—just a little.
“What’s the matter?” Shelly asked.
“I bumped into him earlier. He asked if he could help with my umbrella. He called me Angel and I nearly flipped.”
“Wow, what a coincidence. You must have checked him out a little, he’s hot—like, steaming hot.”
“There are no guys present in this group at all.” Brian motioned with his hands as if to say, “What the fuck?” He obviously didn’t like the fact he was the only man with a couple of girls—one of
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