friends.’
‘What’s his name?’
‘Alex.’ Selina draped a leg over the side of the hammock and pushed her foot into the ground to make it swing. ‘He’s from Berlin but he’s half-English, and a Buddhist, sort of. And he used to be a rock-climber.’
‘That sounds like a good mix. Have you got a photo of him?’
‘No, and before you ask, I haven’t friended him on Facebook, so you can’t go and be all MI5 by stalking him.’
‘Well that’s just taken the fun out of today. Is there a little flirtation going on?’
‘Of course not. Have you forgotten the reason I left in the first place?’
‘As if I could. But it’s not a stupid question to ask. You’re travelling. You’re going to be meeting new people all the time and a huge portion of them are probably going to be hot guys.’
‘I know, but it doesn’t mean I can’t just be friends with them. I’m really not looking to get involved with anyone again after what Liam did.’
‘That arsehole.’ Natasha cracked open a can of coke. ‘Have you heard from him at all?’
Selina shook her head. ‘He wouldn’t dare. I don’t expect to have contact with him ever again. Until we go to court, that is.’
It was the one thing Selina wasn’t looking forward to over the next few months. Her parents had told her she needed to stay in London to see the proceedings through, but the idea of staying in a place where it felt like every third person knew what she looked like half-naked was one she simply couldn’t bear.
‘I know this is all really tough, but are you really going to let that little prick turn you off guys altogether?’
Selina sighed. ‘It’s not as simple as that Tasha.’
‘I’m not saying you need to sleep with Alex, but you jacked in your job, withdrew all your savings and jumped on a plane to leave what he did behind you and have an adventure. So have one. Screw that, have many. You only live once.’
‘I am having an adventure. I’m here, aren’t I?’
‘Yes, and I’m proud of you for it, but what’s the point if you don’t let yourself experience things while you’re there?’
‘He’s leaving in a few days anyway,’ Selina replied, trying to ignore the slightly sinking feeling that had started to creep in whenever she thought him heading away from Colinas Verde.
‘There you go then. That’s even better. You can have a little flirt and after that you don’t have to see him again. It’s not like you have to marry the guy.’
Selina sighed. She’d known that Natasha would tell her to go for it, because she always did, with anything. The decision to leave England had initially only been a fleeting one, but it was Natasha who’d made it happen by helping Selina to scour the internet for volunteering opportunities. Her response was exactly why Selina had called her in the first place.
‘I don’t even know if he likes me,’ she said in a half-hearted attempt to argue back.
‘And you won’t know if you don’t at least send a signal that you’re interested.’
‘He walks around barefoot.’
‘So? It’s not like you need to kiss his feet.’
A smile tugged at Selina’s lips. She was clutching at straws and both she and Natasha knew it.
‘He’s a sort of Buddhist. He might even be celibate.’
‘And I like to cook pasta, it doesn’t mean I’m really Italian. You’re going to have to come up with something better than that.’
Selina laughed. ‘Okay, okay. I hear you. We’ll see. We’re going to a party tonight and -’
‘And that’s totally the reason you called me.’ Natasha interrupted with a grin. ‘You needed a kick up the arse and to be told you should go and see what happens, and you knew I’d tell you so.’
Selina laughed. This was why she loved Natasha, because she always seemed to know what Selina needed and even if it took a beat-around-the-bush phone call, she always delivered.
‘I fully expect to hear every single detail tomorrow. No waiting for four days,
‘What’s his name?’
‘Alex.’ Selina draped a leg over the side of the hammock and pushed her foot into the ground to make it swing. ‘He’s from Berlin but he’s half-English, and a Buddhist, sort of. And he used to be a rock-climber.’
‘That sounds like a good mix. Have you got a photo of him?’
‘No, and before you ask, I haven’t friended him on Facebook, so you can’t go and be all MI5 by stalking him.’
‘Well that’s just taken the fun out of today. Is there a little flirtation going on?’
‘Of course not. Have you forgotten the reason I left in the first place?’
‘As if I could. But it’s not a stupid question to ask. You’re travelling. You’re going to be meeting new people all the time and a huge portion of them are probably going to be hot guys.’
‘I know, but it doesn’t mean I can’t just be friends with them. I’m really not looking to get involved with anyone again after what Liam did.’
‘That arsehole.’ Natasha cracked open a can of coke. ‘Have you heard from him at all?’
Selina shook her head. ‘He wouldn’t dare. I don’t expect to have contact with him ever again. Until we go to court, that is.’
It was the one thing Selina wasn’t looking forward to over the next few months. Her parents had told her she needed to stay in London to see the proceedings through, but the idea of staying in a place where it felt like every third person knew what she looked like half-naked was one she simply couldn’t bear.
‘I know this is all really tough, but are you really going to let that little prick turn you off guys altogether?’
Selina sighed. ‘It’s not as simple as that Tasha.’
‘I’m not saying you need to sleep with Alex, but you jacked in your job, withdrew all your savings and jumped on a plane to leave what he did behind you and have an adventure. So have one. Screw that, have many. You only live once.’
‘I am having an adventure. I’m here, aren’t I?’
‘Yes, and I’m proud of you for it, but what’s the point if you don’t let yourself experience things while you’re there?’
‘He’s leaving in a few days anyway,’ Selina replied, trying to ignore the slightly sinking feeling that had started to creep in whenever she thought him heading away from Colinas Verde.
‘There you go then. That’s even better. You can have a little flirt and after that you don’t have to see him again. It’s not like you have to marry the guy.’
Selina sighed. She’d known that Natasha would tell her to go for it, because she always did, with anything. The decision to leave England had initially only been a fleeting one, but it was Natasha who’d made it happen by helping Selina to scour the internet for volunteering opportunities. Her response was exactly why Selina had called her in the first place.
‘I don’t even know if he likes me,’ she said in a half-hearted attempt to argue back.
‘And you won’t know if you don’t at least send a signal that you’re interested.’
‘He walks around barefoot.’
‘So? It’s not like you need to kiss his feet.’
A smile tugged at Selina’s lips. She was clutching at straws and both she and Natasha knew it.
‘He’s a sort of Buddhist. He might even be celibate.’
‘And I like to cook pasta, it doesn’t mean I’m really Italian. You’re going to have to come up with something better than that.’
Selina laughed. ‘Okay, okay. I hear you. We’ll see. We’re going to a party tonight and -’
‘And that’s totally the reason you called me.’ Natasha interrupted with a grin. ‘You needed a kick up the arse and to be told you should go and see what happens, and you knew I’d tell you so.’
Selina laughed. This was why she loved Natasha, because she always seemed to know what Selina needed and even if it took a beat-around-the-bush phone call, she always delivered.
‘I fully expect to hear every single detail tomorrow. No waiting for four days,
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