slapper too. Then how will you see lover boy?’
‘Rachel you are so weird,’ Ash laughed. ‘Let’s all meet up tomorrow. I want to catch up with Gemma—and Jules needs to meet her.’
‘One step ahead of you. We’re meeting at Leon’s flat tomorrow night for pizza.’
Ash put down the phone and excitedly hurried back into the bathroom where she slipped back into a now lukewarm bath.
Chapter 8
A sh arrived with Rachel and Gemma outside Leon’s flat in a minicab. Rachel waved to Sydney, the concierge; Ash followed suit while explaining to Gemma who he was. Gemma listened, gawping open-mouthed at the surroundings. They walked towards a large glass water fountain and along a wide hallway paved with grey marble to the far end where Rachel pressed the intercom next to a large mahogany door.
Leon was standing in his kitchen when he heard the intercom buzz. Placing his whisky down on the island he walked over to the intercom and pressed the view button. Three figures appeared on the screen.
Gemma was astonished as Leon’s face popped up on the intercom screen in front of her.
‘Hiya, buzz us in, babe,’ said Rachel.
There was a buzz and the door clicked open. They walked inside and Gemma nearly fell over as she stepped into the entrance hall, her eyes fixed on the enormous stairway in front of her then looked up at the futuristic chandelier hanging from the ceiling above them.
‘Hello girlies,’ Leon emerged from the side of the stairs then kissing each of them and welcoming Gemma into his flat, offering them all a drink. They followed him through into the kitchen, and chose their wine.
‘This one is a ten-year-old French. Try it, it’s beautiful,’ Leon suggested. ‘Where’s Jules?’
‘She’s making her own way over,’ said Rachel. ‘Jon was dropping her off before he goes to the airport or something.’
‘Airport—why is he going on holiday too? Maybe I should come to Ibiza with you lot. Still I’ve been away four times already this year. So is he?’
Rachel laughed. ‘No, he’s going to Sweden to work.’
‘Oh right, thought he was in IT.’
‘He is, Leon. Swedish people use computers too, you know.’
‘No need for the sarcasm, Rach. I just didn’t know his work took him abroad. Anyway, shame. I liked Jon. Would have been nice to see him again.’
‘You semed to get on well with Peter better,’ Ash couldn’t resist.
‘We shared—how shall I say—a mutual interest. And it was interesting.’
Gemma looked at Ash, confused, and Ash quickly explained what had happened the night they had all gone out. Gemma smiled at Leon as he listened, nodding in agreement as Ash talked her though the night’s events.
Rachel smiled at Leon. ‘So I take it you won’t be calling her again then.’
‘I will if she wants another threesome.’
‘With another girl or did you like sleeping with a bloke as well?’ Rachel bantered, but Leon’s answer was interrupted by a buzz from the intercom. Leon could see a man dressed in a red and black plastic mac, holding five large pizza boxes. Leon dived out the kitchen after explaining that he ordered nearly every type of pizza topping available so they could have a choice.
‘This place is magnificent.’ Gemma said as soon as Leon left the room, spreading her arms in awe. ‘Look at the size of this room. Rach, your whole flat could fit into this kitchen—it’s huge.’
‘Wait till you see upstairs,’ Rachel beamed.
‘What’s through there?’ Gemma pointed to double doors at the far end of the kitchen,
‘That’s the dining room.’ Ash walked down and pushed open the doors to reveal another large room that housed a table big enough for a banquet.
‘Rach, get some plates,’ said Leon as he carried the boxes into the dining room.
‘Hiya.’ Jules followed Leon, stopping to kiss everyone and greeting Gemma who was still in shock.
Empty pizza boxes with half-eaten pizzas lay on the table. Glenda the cleaner would find them and
‘Rachel you are so weird,’ Ash laughed. ‘Let’s all meet up tomorrow. I want to catch up with Gemma—and Jules needs to meet her.’
‘One step ahead of you. We’re meeting at Leon’s flat tomorrow night for pizza.’
Ash put down the phone and excitedly hurried back into the bathroom where she slipped back into a now lukewarm bath.
Chapter 8
A sh arrived with Rachel and Gemma outside Leon’s flat in a minicab. Rachel waved to Sydney, the concierge; Ash followed suit while explaining to Gemma who he was. Gemma listened, gawping open-mouthed at the surroundings. They walked towards a large glass water fountain and along a wide hallway paved with grey marble to the far end where Rachel pressed the intercom next to a large mahogany door.
Leon was standing in his kitchen when he heard the intercom buzz. Placing his whisky down on the island he walked over to the intercom and pressed the view button. Three figures appeared on the screen.
Gemma was astonished as Leon’s face popped up on the intercom screen in front of her.
‘Hiya, buzz us in, babe,’ said Rachel.
There was a buzz and the door clicked open. They walked inside and Gemma nearly fell over as she stepped into the entrance hall, her eyes fixed on the enormous stairway in front of her then looked up at the futuristic chandelier hanging from the ceiling above them.
‘Hello girlies,’ Leon emerged from the side of the stairs then kissing each of them and welcoming Gemma into his flat, offering them all a drink. They followed him through into the kitchen, and chose their wine.
‘This one is a ten-year-old French. Try it, it’s beautiful,’ Leon suggested. ‘Where’s Jules?’
‘She’s making her own way over,’ said Rachel. ‘Jon was dropping her off before he goes to the airport or something.’
‘Airport—why is he going on holiday too? Maybe I should come to Ibiza with you lot. Still I’ve been away four times already this year. So is he?’
Rachel laughed. ‘No, he’s going to Sweden to work.’
‘Oh right, thought he was in IT.’
‘He is, Leon. Swedish people use computers too, you know.’
‘No need for the sarcasm, Rach. I just didn’t know his work took him abroad. Anyway, shame. I liked Jon. Would have been nice to see him again.’
‘You semed to get on well with Peter better,’ Ash couldn’t resist.
‘We shared—how shall I say—a mutual interest. And it was interesting.’
Gemma looked at Ash, confused, and Ash quickly explained what had happened the night they had all gone out. Gemma smiled at Leon as he listened, nodding in agreement as Ash talked her though the night’s events.
Rachel smiled at Leon. ‘So I take it you won’t be calling her again then.’
‘I will if she wants another threesome.’
‘With another girl or did you like sleeping with a bloke as well?’ Rachel bantered, but Leon’s answer was interrupted by a buzz from the intercom. Leon could see a man dressed in a red and black plastic mac, holding five large pizza boxes. Leon dived out the kitchen after explaining that he ordered nearly every type of pizza topping available so they could have a choice.
‘This place is magnificent.’ Gemma said as soon as Leon left the room, spreading her arms in awe. ‘Look at the size of this room. Rach, your whole flat could fit into this kitchen—it’s huge.’
‘Wait till you see upstairs,’ Rachel beamed.
‘What’s through there?’ Gemma pointed to double doors at the far end of the kitchen,
‘That’s the dining room.’ Ash walked down and pushed open the doors to reveal another large room that housed a table big enough for a banquet.
‘Rach, get some plates,’ said Leon as he carried the boxes into the dining room.
‘Hiya.’ Jules followed Leon, stopping to kiss everyone and greeting Gemma who was still in shock.
Empty pizza boxes with half-eaten pizzas lay on the table. Glenda the cleaner would find them and
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