Free Guess Who I Pulled Last Night? by Nikki Ashton Page A

still grinning at each other.  Kerry and Kelvin waved
them off from the end of the driveway, and another birthday was over for Bets,
although she did think that it had been one of the better ones.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter 7
     
    The next morning Bets woke wearing the same smile that she’d
gone to bed with.  She had to admit that she had been very pleasantly surprised
by Stuart, he was interesting, attentive and extremely attractive; yes if she
played her cards right this could be her opportunity to start the growing up
process.  She showered and dressed fairly quickly, singing along to the
radio as she did so, then with plenty of time left before her first client, she
decided to call Charlotte and Kerry before leaving for work.
    Kerry’s phone rang for an age, surely she hadn’t gone out
already; it was only 10 a.m.  She was always saying that it took hours to
get Esme ready, even for a short walk.  She tried her mobile and after
letting it ring cursed Kerry for as usual failing to charge it, Bets dialled
Charlotte’s work number.
    “Hello Charlotte, it’s me.”  Her voice was bright and
breezy, rather different to Charlotte’s.
    “Oh hi, are you okay?”
    “Yes, but you obviously aren’t, what’s got your goat
then?”  Bets sat back, ready to hear Charlotte’s rant.
    “For starters Devine is here, and secondly, I’m really
worried about Kerry.”
    “Why, because of the fiasco of last night's meal, you
mean?  I’ve just tried to ring her actually, but can’t get hold of
her.  What was wrong with her, I forgot to ask you on the way home?”
    Charlotte’s face momentarily spread into a smile, “Well you
were too busy talking about Stuart.”  Bets sighed impatiently on the other
end of the line urging Charlotte to continue. “Well, Kelvin didn’t say much
more to me except that he wants her to go and see someone about how she is
feeling.”
    “Like a doctor you mean?”
    “I think so, he said that he can’t get through to her, she
just bites his head off all the time.”
    “Well look how she spoke to you. It's not like Kerry, at
least not the old Kerry, but she has been snappy a lot recently.”
    “I know he’s going to ring me later anyway, to see if we can
come up with some plan to persuade her to get some help.”
    “I don’t think it’s going to be easy. She's nothing if not
headstrong our Kerry, and if she doesn’t want to do something she won’t. 
Anyway, let me know what you come up with, and obviously count me in on any plan.”
    “Okay sweetie, I’ll try her again in a little while. 
If I manage to get her did you want her for anything in particular?”
    “No it was just to thank her for last night, but ask her to
ring me anyway, and I’ll try to start working on her.”
    “Okay, bye now.”
    Bets replaced the receiver; her previous glow was now slowly
disappearing as she worried about Kerry.  She hoped that between them they
could get her to see someone; however, very much doubted it.  Bets glanced
toward the clock and realised that she needed to get to work, or she would miss
her first client.
     
    As Charlotte replaced the receiver, she could feel a pair of
eyes staring into the back of her head.  She didn’t know why he would be
watching her, but she had a gut feeling that it was Niall Devine. 
Charlotte swung around in her chair, her face ending up inches from his
groin.  She coloured up slightly and coughed as she pushed her chair back
and stood up.
    “Mr Devine, how nice to see you again,” she gushed, pushing
out her hand.
    Niall took it and shook it gently, yet gripping it
tightly.  “Miss Price, I hope I’m not interrupting anything pressing?” he
asked nodding towards the telephone, his eyes also lingering on the bottle of
nail polish on Charlotte’s desk.
    “No, not at all,” Charlotte spluttered, colouring up once
again.  She hadn’t been using the nail polish, not today anyway, but she
realised that it