The party had not been a success for Khloe.Half-way through the evening she had begged a shirt from Greg's wardrobe to slip over her dress. "I didn't know you were having a barbecue," she said, apologising for taking him away from his guests. "I didn't bring a jacket" Most of the party was happening outside, and although it was a pleasant summer evening she had grown too cool in her slim fitting off the shoulder gown .
Greg produced a white a white silk shirt with a fine gold stripe that matched the three gold chains on her neck.
"Looks better on you than it ever did on me,''he told her generously as she rolled the sleeves to her elbows and flipped her red hair over the collar at the back. " Enjoying yourself?
She said yes,lying for his sake,and Greg pecked her cheek and put his arm around her shoulder to steer her back to the laughing, chattering crowd outside. He had soon left her, playing his role as host,and she spent a couple of hours politely chatting with people ,and making small talk with a few bewildered looking souls who seemed to have strayed into the wrong party Although she was a fully paid up member of the Society of literary and Visual arts, Khloe sympathasied with the wives,girlfriends, boyfriends and husbands who had been brought along and deserted by partners now deep in short talks with apparently kindred spirits
By Eleven -thirty she had drunk more than she usually did,out of sheer boredom.There seemed to be a lot more drink than food,"oh fudge"she mumbled and she had even refused the barbecued lamb, feeling stupidly squeamish after several hours of seeing the carcass slowly revolving on a spit over a fire pit
Glass in hand,she leaned against a drunken looking city bred totara tree hung with coloured lights, watching the thrice divorced president of the society skillfully fascinating a pretty blonde who was probably half his age.She was wondering If she could decently leave,when a chorus of voices shouted,Hey,Aaron!'' It's Aaron!'hey look ----Aaron's back!'
Before she had even turned to see the new arrival ,the party seemed to have shifted in the his direction.The president left the little blonde with her admiring smile still fixed on the place where he had been,and bounded across the brick paved patio to slap Aaron on the back and demand to know why Greg hadn't provided him with a drink yet
Steady on,said Aaron,laughing I've only just arrived!''
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ChickLit"You don't have to be scared of me." But Khloe was scared as Aaron put a hand on her arm and continued tenderly. "let's go,Darling, let's go.'' " So that I can have my heart trampled all over again? "Khloe demanded scornfully." I could swap memories...
