Too Haught to Handle (WAYHAUGHT)

Chapter 12

Their time at the ski lodge was magical. They spent the rest of the afternoon, evening, night and following morning making love. They couldn't get enough of each other. Waverly was beginning to feel the relationship had turned a corner. She felt closer emotionally to Nicole than she had ever previously, hoping what they had might go the distance.

Nicole appeared more relaxed with Waverly being there with her. Even Paul had commented how much happier Nicole seemed. She had been hesitant to join Nicole, assuming the ticket had been a face-saving exercise on Nicole's part, after what she had done. Now at the lodge, she realised they needed this time together, without the weight of their respective jobs, without the fast lifestyle Nicole always wanted to chase back in London. This might actually work. Perhaps she was Nicole's calm. Perhaps Nicole's mother had been right.

Waverly's friend Chrissy phoned to say she was flying over from Guernsey in a few days and could she stay. Waverly was overjoyed. Her sofa doubled as a bed, so it would be perfect. She was looking forward to seeing her old university friend. It had been ages since they had seen each other and they had lots to catch up on.

She met Chrissy at the station, the two walking back to Waverly's flat. Waverly carried Chrissy's heavy bag for her. Chrissy loved London and all its hype, but the small island where she now lived was a haven. She had travelled quite a bit since leaving university, so it felt good to be back home in Guernsey. But, she missed her friend and couldn't wait to hear all the gossip.

"So, will I get to meet Nicole?" she asked, as Waverly showed her into the flat.

"Possibly, she's quite busy at the moment with events. I've told her you're over. She's keen to meet you. We'll see."

Waverly was in the shower when her phone rang.

"Can you get that?" she shouted to Chrissy, who picked it up and answered.

"Hello, who's this?"

"Nicky. Who's this?"

"Hi, I'm Chrissy, Waverly's friend. I've heard quite a lot about you."

"Is that so?"

"Waverly said you're quite confident."

"Is that so?"

"Will I get to meet you?"

"That's why I'm calling. Can you tell Waverly, I'll be over 8ish."

They had just finished eating, when the doorbell rang. She really should get a key cut for Nicole, Waverly thought as she opened the door. Nicole bounced in, carrying a bottle of red wine and a DVD.

"So, where's your friend, I'm dying to meet her."

"Chrissy this is Nicole," Waverly said, as she entered the flat. Kissing Chrissy on the cheek, Waverly could tell Nicole liked the look of her friend.

They sat drinking wine, Nicole and Chrissy getting to know each other. Nicole suggested they play the DVD she had brought with her, which everyone agreed would pass the time. As the DVD began, Waverly and Chrissy looked at each other and then at Nicole. It was adult in content, too steamy even in the first few scenes for them to watch any further. Waverly jumped up, turning over the channel.

"Be right back," she said, grabbing Nicole, dragging her into the bedroom. Chrissy was left sitting on the sofa, wondering what had just happened.

"What the hell!" she hissed, in a raised whisper, as she closed the bedroom door behind her. "You've just embarrassed me in front of my friend."

Nicole looked sheepish. "I just thought...I thought it would be fun to watch together."

"Firstly, no. Absolutely, no," Waverly fumed, her voice getting louder. "Secondly, absolutely no fucking way are we watching that DVD. Thirdly, she paused...I don't have a third. I'm too angry right now." The look on her face said everything. Nicole had really gone beyond too far this time.