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couple
for ages. And we weren’t really a couple. I’d be lucky if he’d even
want to be in a relationship with me now that I’d flown off the
handle over nothing. Again. I hoped he’d be able see past it.
    “You really
told them? All of them?”
    “Mum can’t wait
to meet you. She’s gonna be pretty upset when I tell her we’ve
broken up before we even got started. You’re the first woman,
outside of Beyoncé, I thought I might like to introduce to the
family.”
    Shit. He was
going to make me cry at this rate.
    Johnny stepped
around the sofa and moved close to me. His arms went around my
waist. “Do you still want me to leave?”
    I sniffed.
Bugger him. “No. Can you forgive me for screaming like a
fishwife?”
    “Yes. If you
promise to only rant like that at the rugby in future. You were a
bit scary, frankly.”
    Johnny was a
big lad. I couldn’t imagine him being afraid of anyone. Maybe what
Millie said about him being a teddy bear in the inside was true.
There was a lot I was learning about him that was the antithesis of
his public persona.
    “Okay. I’ll
try. But I can’t guarantee anything. Womble drives me to drink at
times.”
    He pulled me
closer, kissing the tip of my nose. “Merry Christmas, my turtle
dove.”
    “Merry
Christmas.”
    “Nice outfit,
by the way. But if you’re going to brave the gauntlet and meet the
olds you might want to think about putting something over it. I
mean, I’m not complaining in the least but Dad had heart surgery a
few months back. You’d send his blood pressure through the roof if
you turned up like that.”
    It was about
then that I realised I’d been walking around in my new lingerie for
the past half an hour. With all the disruptions at the front door,
I’d completely forgotten I was half naked — which was not like me
at all. No wonder that delivery boy had looked at me so oddly.
    “And who said I
was going anywhere with you? Besides, I promised Kirby, I’d have
lunch with her. I can’t go back on my word and I’m already late as
it is.”
    Johnny kissed
me again. It made my knees go weak and for possibly the first time,
I started to believe there could be a future for us — one that
didn’t involve me getting Johnny out of some ridiculous scrape on a
Saturday night.
    “All right,” he
said. “Go to Kirby’s. But don’t expect that I’ll ever let you out
of my sight again.”
    “I like that
idea,” I whispered. “I really do.”
     
     
     
     
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