Chapter Forty-Two

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Liv had been running late, it wasn't intentional and wasn't really like her but with the morning she had already had she was sure she would be forgiven. Her morning had overrun, the usual Pilates that her and John had started doing on Sunday's had been later than standard which was fine, due the instructor being delayed, however what wasn't fine was the grilling she was subjected to afterwards from John who insisted that they go to the café next door to their gym so he could basically interrogate her like some comedic cop, which she was sure she would laugh with Celeste about later, although she may have found his hard stare and his furrowed brows a turn on, rather than humorous like how Liv saw things.

She had sat across the table from him, with a peach and mango juice while John turned his nose up at the pineapple and citrus flavoured juice he had chosen, which Liv couldn't help but comment that he had maybe chosen the pineapple flavouring to help him with the taste of something that he might have wished her best friend tried, which led to him once again scolding her and telling her she was going off topic rather than sticking to what he was here to talk to her about.

"C'mon Liv, spill, you and Rice?" he tried again, pushing towards her half of his double chocolate muffin, causing her to smile as she broke her white chocolate and raspberry muffin in half and pushing the other half of hers to him "it's Declan, you know annoying Declan" he said as she laughed, him smiling too "like he's been like wanking over you since his teens and now you're willingly shagging him, not even like a drunk shag, or a pity shag" he says as Liv clocks the two older women on the table behind turn around as they catch the end of their conversation, tutting slightly "are we going to have to get you checked out, like have you had some kind of traumatic experience that we aren't aware of to cause you to lose your mind?" he asks as she can't help but burst out laughing.

John reaches down to pick up a pinch of the muffin as he waits for Olivia's answer, knowing that he has to say something, it's been bugging him for a while and between the two of them they have no secrets.

"Listen" she said lowering her own voice as she watches the women behind them stand up to leave, offering her own smile to their judgemental eyes as they scurry out of the swanky Kensington café that probably isn't used to this kind of topic "I don't really know what to tell you, yes he's annoying, that hasn't changed" she smiles at him "but its sex John, just sex, stop reading into things, there is nothing more to say".

She watches him open his mouth to say something, muttering the word 'bullshit' to himself, and to her and however much she hates to not sit and have an in-depth conversation with him about her life, she just cant. She doesn't really know how she feels about Declan, she isn't stupid, she's very aware that he makes her feel things that she hasn't felt for a while, probably not since her university days with Conor, but still she doesn't really know how to describe it. She thinks its because he's her friend first that it feels fun at the moment and not just a booty call as such like her most recent 'fuck buddy's' but still that's as in depth as she wants to go.

She knows if she lets John in slightly about it he would want to know more, and if she withheld information he would know something was up. The two of them really didn't keep much a secret, she sometimes joked that her and John were more in sync than anyone else in the world, but right now, she didn't want to let anyone in, not for the moment.

"Anyway" she cuts him off "you and Celeste shared a bed on Friday and are you telling me nothing happened?" she asks with a smirk as she watches him blush slightly while sucking the melted chocolate off his fingers from the way he's scraped them around the wrapper from the muffin.

"Cockblocked by you two Olivia" he manages to say as she raises her eyebrow at him, she knows that's complete and utter rubbish, she has stayed at his place many times when she was hooking up with one of his roommates and has heard him fucking whichever girl he had round, like some competition of who can be the loudest at that moment. He lets out a small huff "just dunno" he says as she leans forward slightly, her whole body language encouraging him to say more "like its going to be a big deal, not sure how I feel about it all, like what if I'm a disappointment, what if it fucks everything up" he lets out his thoughts as Liv reaches her hand over to hold onto his arm.

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