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Abruptly I pull away, a pained look on my face. “I’m so sorry, Til, I shouldn’t have done that! You’re married. Happily married to a wonderful guy. You have everything you’ve ever dreamed of. I shouldn’t have come.” I open the door and step outside. She calls out in a panic.
“Wait!” I pause, a small smile on my face which I carefully school before I turn back to face her. “Will you be in the area again?” she asks, her eyes full of hope.
“I...could be.” I hedge.
“It would be good to catch up properly, don’t you think? With more time?”
“I’d like that,” I lie.
“Archie is away next weekend and the brat won’t be around. We could meet up?”
“Sure. Sounds good. I’ll book somewhere nearby to stay, then I won’t have to race off to drive home.”
“You could stay...I mean, there’s plenty of spare rooms here.”
“Wouldn’t your husband mind?” I hesitate.
“Oh no, he won’t mind at all,” she insists.
“Wow, Tilly, that’s really kind of you. Thank you. I won’t have to race off then and we can really catch up,” I make sure my voice is heavy with meaning. Her nipples pebble beneath her thin top and I know, not only has she caught my meaning explicitly, but that she’s gagging for it.
I quickly turn back to her and kiss her on the cheek. I linger for a moment so that she can soak in my scent. Then I pull away and pass her my card. “Text me the details. I’ll see you next week.” I turn away and head down the stairs, pausing at the pavement to look back at her. “Oh and Til?”
“Yeah?” she asks, flushed and flustered.
“Wear something...nice.” I wink. “I’ll take you out.”
I walk away, whistling. This is going to be easier than I thought.
Charlotte’s Diary
07/01/20
Got the keys to my new flat today - rented of course, and closer to Cordelia’s house than I would have liked - but Baxter insisted I stay local to the midwives and hospital where I’d be having the baby. I know it makes sense, but I just can’t relax knowing that she’s nearby.
Baxter is hanging around a lot more, which is really nice, but it’s going to make being alone even harder when the day finally comes. I’m really worried about how I’m going to survive on nothing - thanks to the frozen trust fund, a parting gift from Cordelia as punishment for my leaving - without adding in the crippling loneliness of my only friend’s absence too.
I have to admit once again that I definitely got Baxter all wrong. He’s gone above and beyond, showering me with all the things I need for the baby and renting the flat for a year for me, under the pretense of it all being a Christmas present so I couldn’t say no to his charity.
I got him socks.
I don’t know how I’ll ever repay him for everything.
