cried since I got there.
That morning as I was snoozing in my bed, Kyle gently knocked on the door. “Soph?” he said quietly, assessing if I was awake.
“Yes. I’m awake.” I said.
He came in fully dressed in his usual uniform of jeans and t shirt. He sat on the edge of my bed. “I’ve got to go into the studio today, meet with Geraldine, and make a few calls.”
“Okay.” I smiled, sitting up. “I can entertain myself.”
“Okay, you can go for a walk, or watch TV, or whatever you want. I’ve left you a key and the code for the lift on the kitchen table. There’s plenty of food in the fridge.”
“Okay, don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
“I’ll be back about three, and we can go to my gym and then have a quiet night in if you like?”
“The gym?” I scoffed, laughing.
“Hey, it’ll help you relax and make you feel good, I promise.” He winked. “I’ve only got one rule whilst I’m gone.”
“And what’s that?” I smiled. “No snooping?”
“No,” he leaned into me, “snoop all you like, but no moping, and no crying. Deal?”
“Deal.” A genuine smile spread across my face, and looking at Kyle on the edge of my bed, so effortlessly handsome, I had no idea what I was upset about in the first place. I didn’t need to be married, have a plan, and a comfortable life. I could be me, and I used to be fun.
“You’ve got my mobile number, so call me for anything, Okay?”
I nodded, “Get to work, and don’t worry about me.”
“Okay.” He looked at me for a second and then patted my leg through the bed covers.
I got up a few minutes after I heard the front door close and started to unpack a little. I looked through my new clothes and discarded some old ones in a pile for a charity shop that I might find on a walk in a bit. I made my way into the kitchen and made myself some breakfast and a cup of tea. I leisurely sat on Kyle’s huge, grey, linen sofa, sinking back into it and putting the huge television on. It was then that my mobile rang; it was Ashley. I sighed. She would not be happy.
“Hi Ash,” I answered breezily.
“Oh you sound good,” she said perkily, “just wondered if you were free for lunch today? This foetus is constantly hungry, and I need to indulge it.”
“Erm.” I stuttered, “I’m not in Lytham.”
“What?” She sounded shocked. “Where are you?”
“Well …” I began, “I … Kyle came to visit and I sort of … came home with him.” I sighed.
“Are you crazy?” she squeaked, “Kyle? Oh my God, what were you thinking? You’re in no position …”
“Ash,” I cut her off, “look it’s not like you’re thinking, there is nothing going on.”
“There is always something going on there …”
“No, honestly, it’s not like that, he came home and saw me in a mope, and offered me a break away from home. It’s nothing, nothing is going on, and we’re friends. It’s fine.”
“People who have shagged cannot go back to just friends,” she said in a monotone voice. “This is all my fault,” she groaned.
“Oh Ashley, honestly …”
“No, I backed off and let you have your days in bed when I should have been making you get out there. He’s swooped in, and now he’s going to
That morning as I was snoozing in my bed, Kyle gently knocked on the door. “Soph?” he said quietly, assessing if I was awake.
“Yes. I’m awake.” I said.
He came in fully dressed in his usual uniform of jeans and t shirt. He sat on the edge of my bed. “I’ve got to go into the studio today, meet with Geraldine, and make a few calls.”
“Okay.” I smiled, sitting up. “I can entertain myself.”
“Okay, you can go for a walk, or watch TV, or whatever you want. I’ve left you a key and the code for the lift on the kitchen table. There’s plenty of food in the fridge.”
“Okay, don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
“I’ll be back about three, and we can go to my gym and then have a quiet night in if you like?”
“The gym?” I scoffed, laughing.
“Hey, it’ll help you relax and make you feel good, I promise.” He winked. “I’ve only got one rule whilst I’m gone.”
“And what’s that?” I smiled. “No snooping?”
“No,” he leaned into me, “snoop all you like, but no moping, and no crying. Deal?”
“Deal.” A genuine smile spread across my face, and looking at Kyle on the edge of my bed, so effortlessly handsome, I had no idea what I was upset about in the first place. I didn’t need to be married, have a plan, and a comfortable life. I could be me, and I used to be fun.
“You’ve got my mobile number, so call me for anything, Okay?”
I nodded, “Get to work, and don’t worry about me.”
“Okay.” He looked at me for a second and then patted my leg through the bed covers.
I got up a few minutes after I heard the front door close and started to unpack a little. I looked through my new clothes and discarded some old ones in a pile for a charity shop that I might find on a walk in a bit. I made my way into the kitchen and made myself some breakfast and a cup of tea. I leisurely sat on Kyle’s huge, grey, linen sofa, sinking back into it and putting the huge television on. It was then that my mobile rang; it was Ashley. I sighed. She would not be happy.
“Hi Ash,” I answered breezily.
“Oh you sound good,” she said perkily, “just wondered if you were free for lunch today? This foetus is constantly hungry, and I need to indulge it.”
“Erm.” I stuttered, “I’m not in Lytham.”
“What?” She sounded shocked. “Where are you?”
“Well …” I began, “I … Kyle came to visit and I sort of … came home with him.” I sighed.
“Are you crazy?” she squeaked, “Kyle? Oh my God, what were you thinking? You’re in no position …”
“Ash,” I cut her off, “look it’s not like you’re thinking, there is nothing going on.”
“There is always something going on there …”
“No, honestly, it’s not like that, he came home and saw me in a mope, and offered me a break away from home. It’s nothing, nothing is going on, and we’re friends. It’s fine.”
“People who have shagged cannot go back to just friends,” she said in a monotone voice. “This is all my fault,” she groaned.
“Oh Ashley, honestly …”
“No, I backed off and let you have your days in bed when I should have been making you get out there. He’s swooped in, and now he’s going to
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