Chim- Can she fix it? YES SHE CAN

Chapter 6

Week One continued....

“Heads up guys, blonde and bitchy's on her way over”  Sarah warns the others as Felicity stalks towards them on her ridiculously high heels, heels that are nearly as bright red as the rest of her garish outfit.

“Get a load of those retro shoulderpads, she looks like a fcuking postbox!” Sarah sniggers.

Nadine and Cheryl manage to stifle their laughter but Nicola's not quite so lucky, letting out a little high-pitched giggle.

“What's wrong with her? She'd better not be drunk?!” Felicity snaps, looking at Nicola with distaste.

“Certainly not”, Cheryl steps in quickly to defend the redhead, “we were just sharing a private joke”

“Well you're not being paid to engage in tomfoolery”, the PA thrusts a piece of paper into her hands, “here's a list of the supplies Miss Walsh has arranged for you to collect, now if there's no further questions I'll be on my way, I have important things to do”

Sarah sticks her tongue out, blowing a big raspberry like a child once the horrid woman is out of earshot.

“Important things to do...what a load of sh!t...she's just gonna sit there painting her talons! And who the fcuk engages in tomfoolery! Makes you wonder why Miss Sexy Arse keeps her on in the first place”, the blonde shakes her head with confusion.

“Hmm...I wonder” Cheryl murmurs, thoughtfully glancing at the upstairs window of the house.

“Sh!t” 

Kimberley hisses, pinning herself back against the wall as she realises she's been caught staring.  The Bradfordian grimaces as the Geordie gives her a friendly smile and a wave.  Trying to appear casual she smiles back, waving coyly as she inches back into the safety of the bedroom.

Oh nice one Kimba....very smoothly done...now she's going to think you're a complete numpty!  She scolds herself mentally.  Realising that she'd better make an excuse for so obviously watching her builders she heads downstairs.

“Can't keep away can they, we're irresistible ladies”Nadine jokes, looking up from her work to see Kim striding towards them.

“Pah! Checking up on us more like” Sarah replies.

“Behave”, Cheryl warns, “I've got a good feeling about this one”

“Oh aye, this 'good feeling', down below is it?!” Sarah grins, briefly grabbing at her own crotch again.

Before the Geordie can reply Kimberley's upon them, all smiles as she approaches Cheryl.

“I saw you working so hard and wondered if you'd fancy a cuppa?” she asks.

“That's very thoughtful of you” , Cheryl replies pausing slightly, “I might be out of line here but isn't that what your PA's for?”

Kimberley chuckles, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh I wouldn't trust Felicity with something that complex and important” , she jokes, “so do you want to take advantage or am I going to be sipping Tetley all on my own?”  She ends the question with a cute, little pout.

“Err...yeah tea'd be great”, the Geordie's eyes rest on Kimberley's lips.

“Great”, the Bradfordian repeats, “what's your preference?” 

“Sorry?!” Cheryl gulps, taken aback.

“Your tea” , Kimberley clarifies grinning, “do you like it strong or weak? Sugar or are you sweet enough already?”