Caitlan's POV
I couldn't wait to see my Reggie again. But we had to be careful, Reg was still dating Frances; god I hate her! She's a fucking slut! East End bitch. But I would settle myself for now with at least some of my Reggie's attention. But I have plans for Frances, not that Reg knows. And as for Ron, he just needs someone to lead him, not that he wants to be led.
I was in the Billiard Hall, eyeing Frances; but when she turned, I caught Reg eyeballing me. See, he's still mine. I saw Dean and Rachel enter the room. I was so happy! I haven't seen Rachel for ages! I saw Reg walk across to them. They were muttering about something⦠then I saw Reg join Frances in a booth. Now was my time!
"Reg, can I borrow you for a second. It's to do with the club."
"Sure thing. Frances, my dear, please excuse me for a minute."
As soon as we were in his office, we dived on each other. And that is not an exaggeration. He pushed me over the desk and we stuck our tongues down each other's throats. He ran his hands up my dress and into my knickers. Before we had a chance to do anything, there was a knock at the office door. It was that bitch Frances.
"Reg, I'm gonna go home, okay?"
We composed ourselves, especially Reg, and I hid behind the desk. Reg opened the door.
"Frances, are you sure you wanna go? How about we have a dance before you leave?"
"Sure."
So that was how the evening was spent: me sitting in the corner talking to Rachel, Dean talking to some of the local criminals, and my Reg dancing with Frances. Once again I was knocked out of the loop. But no worries, I will have my timeā¦
