Chapter 7
Much walked back into the living room. Eve had gone back to sleep. She was too hung over to even contemplate getting up. Much shook her gently and placed a cup of coffee and an aspirin in her hand. She smiled weakly,
'Thanks, I needed that'
She gulped down her pill with a swig of coffee. Much blushed. He'd always liked Eve but never had the guts to tell her. But here she was, lying on his sofa with slightly ruffled hair. It was too much for him to take.
'I like you!' he blurted out
Eve looked him in the eye and laughed. Much felt utterly humiliated; of course she didn't like him. He was just some assistant but she was a fully fledged agony aunt. He started to get up and walk towards his room. But he felt a hand on his shoulder.
'Really?' she asked in her sweet honey like voice.
Much nodded shyly.
She grabbed him and hugged him tightly,
'Me too! I like you.'
Much pulled out of the hug and looked deep into Eve's eyes.
He bent down and pursed his lips nervously, she did the same. Their lips met and they smiled into the kiss. It felt right. They couldn't believe this hadn't happened before.
'I'll make us some breakfast'
'I hear you're a good cook'
Much smiled, he'd always know he was but it felt good to be told it once in a while. He held her hand and led her into the kitchen. She gasped slightly. The kitchen was huge and sleek, just like the rest of the apartment. It was all chrome, no wonder Much liked spending time in here.
'Teach me to cook Much'
He spun around to face her,
'Ok'
'It might take a while though; I'm useless'
'I guess you'll have to stay the night then', he faked a sigh, 'oh well'
They paused for a minute before laughing.
Robin pulled Marian into his arms. They were lying on the sofa about to watch the results show of I'd do Anything.
'Fingers crossed that Rachel goes'
Robin laughed,
'You really don't like her do you?'
'No, but I'm not sure why'
Allan sat at home, alone. He knew Robin was with Marian and he'd seen Eve go home with Much and when he tried to call Will he could hear a woman's voice. He really wanted to be with someone, he didn't want to be alone. He wanted to be with Djaq. He needed to be with Djaq. In a sudden rush of loneliness he picked up his mobile and dialled her home number. There was no reply. Undeterred he tried her mobile. Someone picked up on the first ring.
'Hello? This is Djaq's phone'
The voice was deep and gruff, definitely not Djaq's. But it did sound familiar.
'W…Will?' he asked, not daring to believe it
'Oh, hey Allan. What's up?'
But there was no reply; Allan had hung and could feel the tears stinging at his eyes. He didn't cry but this was too much. Everyone was going off in couples and the one woman he loved more than anything was with his best mate. He needed a drink and a strong one at that. He walked over to the drinks cabinet but found only empty bottles. He kicked the cupboard and swore loudly. Hell! He didn't need a drink; he needed the woman he loved wrapped tightly in his arms. He crumpled onto the floor in a ball of tears. What could he do? He loved Djaq but Will was his best mate. He would have to hurt one of them and he knew which he'd rather.
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