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spy hole? What caught your attention?’
    ‘Oh I was looking at a hand.’
    ‘What?’ She screeched, throwing a hand to my forehead and pretending to take my temperature.
    ‘A hand holding open the door for Nathan, I think it had to be Alex, you know my employer. But I couldn’t see more than the hand. It was a nice hand though.’ I think I sighed after that statement.
    ‘Do you know; I think you may have jet lag or the dishwasher door dropped open onto your head earlier? A nice hand eh... I stand by my earlier diagnosis of, horny much?’ she laughed at my discomfort.
    ‘On the note of horny, can you do me a favour and not shag Nathan, then drop him from a high place on his balls. Whilst I am his physio, it might not go down too well with my boss.’ I referred to the way Bella treated all the men in her life and pulled my face into a grimace.
    ‘Yeah sure, anything for you bestie.’

Seven

    The next couple of weeks flew by. We worked by day and spent some of our evenings with Nathan, who had become a part of the fixtures and furnishings, especially it seemed, when he was hungry. His leg was very slowly starting to show signs of increased strength. Some of the evenings Bella spent with us, other times she went out on dates. Much it seemed to Nathan’s disgust.
    I was receiving lots of texts from Alex, strangely enough 3 to 4 times a day and I looked forward to them arriving. We had a similar sense of humour. The trouble was I was sure if I went to see someone about this, I would be told I was mentally unstable. I was transfixed on my one Jabby memory, texts from a bloke I had never met and a very large hand wearing a titanium signet ring. If this hadn’t had been me I was talking about, I would be advising the other person that they needed to get out more. This was precisely why I stopped sharing all of my thoughts with Bella. Then I didn’t have to hear the words out loud.
    Stop thinking Frankie and get back to your book.
    This was another thing I didn’t let Bella see too often, me immersed in a love story. With my latest BBF, as Bella would call them.
    “Frankie, books are not real life, men in them do not exist in reality.” I could hear her saying it like she was in the room with me.
    Hey, I have had enough bloody reality to last a lifetime; my books consumed me and took me to a better place.
    My phone sprung to life and snapped me out of my thoughts.
    Hi Chocolate drop
    Are you at home?
    I have an idea and need to speak to you

    Of course, come over
    I stood up and made my way to the door, I knew it would take Nathan longer to reach me, so I propped the door ajar and went to the kitchen to put the kettle on. Keeping our doors open for each other was becoming quite a habit. The kettle had sprung to life with a low rumble; he wouldn’t want tea, so I fumbled around in the fridge for something else.
    ‘Hey,’ I heard from behind me.
    Glancing up from my crouched position, from behind the fridge door, ‘Hi, you OK?’ I noticed that his right leg was now gingerly resting on the floor. Good progress.
    ‘Yeah, I just wanted to run something past you, you’re English right?’
    Laughing I looked at him quizzically.
    ‘Yes, I believe so, last time I checked my passport,’ I said slowly.
    ‘You know what I goddamn mean, I’ve been thinking.’
    Clutching my hand to my heart, I pretended to stumble backwards, smirking.
    ‘Stop teasing and listen, please. Or I’ll change my mind and leave,’ exasperation hit his face.
    ‘Sorry, too much time on my hands,’ I lifted my hands up and showed him the juice I had retrieved for him and my otherwise empty surrendering hands. ‘Please go on, I promise not to take the piss anymore.’
    ‘Well this weekend my brother Alex, is playing rugby at a local club, you like rugby don’t you, or are you one of those silly females that prefer soccer with supposed men falling down crying all the time?’ he ran a hand through his hair, I don’t know why he did it