Free Addicted to Witch by Billy London Page A

and, to Helena’s endless surprise, a photo of them at the retreat, laughing together at the bar.
    “Do you see any pictures of that woman who came to my house?”
    “No,” she said, confused. Scrolling through the pages of photographs of Auden, there wasn’t a single one with that brunette.
    “There’s a picture of you.”
    “Isn’t it the first time you’ve been out in—” She halted. Easy enough for there to be a picture of her with him from a single meeting, why wouldn’t there be any of him with his so-called girlfriend, who had been with him for years? “This doesn’t make any sense. What’s her name?”
    “Dr. Romely Deans,” he answered.
    Frowning, Helena typed in her name on the NHS website, searching her out. “She’s your GP and she’s claiming to have a sexual relationship with you? Why can’t you report her?”
    He lifted his shoulders. “I’m a guy with addiction problems, who’s spent years in and out of therapy. She’s an upstanding citizen. Who are they going to believe?”
    “Me,” Helena said firmly. “They’ll believe my dad too. Where’s your family in all this?”
    “They can’t have anything to do with it,” he said, his hair falling into his face as he looked down at his trainered feet. “Goes with the territory.”
    “Auden, what’s going on?” she asked, concern shaking her voice.
    “I wish you hadn’t left,” he murmured, his mouth brushing over her forehead. He pulled back and cupped her face. “Come back to Kent with me and I’ll try to explain as much as I can.”
    “I have a job! I can’t just pick up and leave.”
    Auden leaned over and turned off her computer. He tucked her into her coat, and took her hand, leading her back into the reception area, tapping the glass for attention. “Dr. Sarpong just had some really bad news. She won’t be in tomorrow.”
    Jenny took in Helena’s facial expression at a single glance. “I’ll…er…I’ll rearrange your appointments for you.”
    Auden gave Jenny an apologetic smile before he half carried Helena out of the surgery.
    “How’d you find me anyway?”
    “You’re a doctor,” he replied as if she was a little bit thick. “You’re supposed to be easy to find.” He glanced up at the sky, looking nervous.
    “What’s wrong?”
    “Nothing,” he said abruptly, cuddling her closer. “Just need to get back quick.”
    “Why?”
    He sighed again. “It’s fucking embarrassing, but I’ve got a curfew.”
    Of course he does, he’s your dad’s client. “Fast trains go from Kings Cross. We can get there by six. Will that work?”
    “That will be awesome.”
    She clutched his hand and they hurried across to catch the next bus to Kings Cross Station. Helena’s eyes kept connecting with his. All she really wanted to know was what prompted him to come running after her.
    He bought their train tickets while Helena withdrew some money for her own peace of mind. Auden found her and handed over a carton of Ribena.
    “How’d you know I like this?”
    “I don’t know anyone who hates Ribena.” He gave her a soft kiss. “Thank you for trusting me.”
    “Yeah,” Helena winced, looking down at the straw. “About that. I recently broke up with someone because he didn’t trust me. It’s because I didn’t trust him with anything.”
    “He wasn’t worthy of it,” Auden shrugged. Her eyes flicked up in surprise. “You’re still here. That tells me a lot about you and that someone. If I didn’t need to get back home, we could take a detour and I could rearrange his face.”
    “No. Totally not necessary.” Josh would have a heart attack if he could see her now. Probably a brain haemorrhage if a man played knight in shining armour for her honour. It made her grin.
    “Train platform is up, come on.” He again caught her by the hand and hurried along the platform to the first class carriage and hustled her inside. She sat at a table by the window seat and rested her bag on the seat next to her.