Winter Wayhaught

Chapter 10

Nicole wiped her mouth. "Tastes so good."

"One of the reasons I come here."

The waiter approached. "Would you like a top up?"

Nicole placed her hand over her glass. "Best not."

Waverly held hers out, the waiter pouring more champagne. "To us."

Nicole raised her glass. "To us. I wish I didn't have to go."

"I'm glad it was here. My favourite place in the world, after the bookstore."

"Wait till I tell Robin. No, I mean. I won't tell him, tell him. I won't say a word."

"It's OK. We're adults. Perhaps, don't mention everything. Keep something for us."

"Right. You're amazing. I can still feel your..."

"Shush. Keep something for us."

"Sorry. I'm glad it happened here too. You're amazing."

"You said that."

"Did I?"

"What are you doing Wednesday evening?"

"Where did you learn to do that with your..."

Waverly giggled. "Stop it. Seriously, any plans?"

"No. I don't think so. Women's book club. Best not let Robin take it."

"I'm coming."

"What here?"

"Nicole! Focus. To the book club."

"Great. Perfect. Splendid."

Waverly laughed. "So this is what you're like after our first time. Too cute. I really do love you."

"Me too. You. I love you. I love you."

"You're shouting."

"Think I need to lie down again."

"I was thinking the same thing. And, yes you were amazing."

"Bought you a present. Completely rubbish now that we've."

Waverly took the keyring. "It's perfect. Love it. So me. Thank you."

"Squeeze it."

Waverly squeezed the cake slice, the couple on the next table looking over. "What time is your train?"

"8.20pm. Need to allow half an hour to get to the station."

"Ready for..." Waverly squeezed the keyring again.

Nicole stood, taking Waverly's hand. "Did I tell you you're amazing?"

"Come on. Don't want to waste any more time."

The train journey home was a blur. Passing stations, passing houses, passing fields. Nicole couldn't remember getting off the train, finding her car, driving home. The flat was cold, her bed even colder. An extra jumper and socks to keep her warm in the absence of Waverly's body.

Her touch. Her smell. Her taste. All new. All exquisite. All lingering. She couldn't sleep. Her mind replaying the afternoon. Over and over and over. She had repeatedly imagined what their first time would be like. Reality being so much better. Every sensuous stroke recorded by her body. Every sexy sound recorded by her mind. Forever. The rollercoaster paused at the top of the ride. Elation.

Wednesday couldn't come soon enough.

Robin was late in Monday morning. She was dying to tell him, knowing she needed to be discreet. He laughed when he saw her. "OK. What happened?"