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pay you a compliment. You should be grateful he’s stayed faithful. There’ll be plenty of time to show him around tomorrow.

    At Will’s request, they spent the afternoon squeezed into Sasha’s tiny single bed. Sex felt awkward at first. Sasha had forgotten how perfect Will’s body was, taut and athletic and muscular, like a Michelangelo sculpture. She’d also forgotten how fit he was. As much as she fancied him, after the third round of shagging she was starting to feel not just bored but exhausted. And sore. Will’s idea of foreplay was to kiss each boob once before launching himself into her like an Exocet.
    “Are you hungry, darling?” she asked tentatively as he came loudly for a third time before rolling off her, spent. If rugby was Will’s favorite thing in the world and sex his second favorite, Sasha had learned early that food ran a close third. “I thought we might wander down to the Pickerel. It’s a really lovely old pub. They do a good lasagna, and you could meet some of my friends.”
    “Sure.” Will bounded out of bed like a Labrador. Lasagna sounded wicked. Sasha’s nerdy science geek mates would be less wicked, but he could put up with them for an hour or two if he had to. “We’ll regain our strength before tonight!”
    He grinned.
    Good heavens
, thought Sasha.
At this rate I’ll be in a wheelchair by the end of the weekend.

    Half an hour later Sasha walked into the pub with Will and was immediately dragged to the bathroom by Georgia.
    “Oh. My.
God. That’s
Will? That boy-band hottie with the Justin Timberlake ass?”
    Sasha laughed. “I told you he was attractive.”
    “
Attractive?
He’s Brad bloody Pitt, Sash. If I had a bloke like that at home I’d have told St. Michael’s to stick their offer. How could you bear to leave him?”
    Half an hour later, Georgia was beginning to understand how Sasha could have borne it. Will Temple was one of the most handsome boys she’d ever seen. He was also vain, self-centered, and a complete cretin.
    “I’ve never seen the point of university myself, to be honest. Obviously I’m pleased for Sasha. But I’m more interested in the real world. The UOL.”
    “I’m sorry?” Georgia smiled politely.
    “University of Life. I’m all about experiences, you know. Travel, other cultures.”
    “I see. And have you traveled much?”
    “Oh God yeah. I’ve been to France, loads of times. And I’ve been on rugby tours all over. Australia, Samoa, New Zealand…”
    “Three hotbeds of culture…” Georgia muttered under her breath, but Will wasn’t listening. Will never listened.
    “Sport’s the one true international language,” he went on. “It can totally bring people together. But you know what I’m talking about. You must be a sportswoman, right? You don’t get
that
kind of body stuck in a library all day sitting on your ass, that’s for sure.”
    Georgia winced.
How can Sasha stand this guy? He’s been shamelessly flirting with me all evening right in front of her. And he’s totally ignored the rest of our group, Lisa and Josie and all the boys. All he cares about is impressing women. Well he certainly doesn’t impress me.
    “Josie’s been to New Zealand.” Georgia changed the subject.
    “Have you?” asked Sasha.
    “Last year. For a biology field trip. It was incredible.” The chubby, chipmunk-faced redhead began to talk about the rain forests. Will feigned interest for about twenty seconds, then yawned pointedly and turned to Sasha.
    “I’m really knackered, babe. Let’s go back to yours.”
    Sasha looked at her watch. “But it’s only nine o’clock, Will. It’s a bit early to go to bed, isn’t it?”
    “Don’t worry. We won’t be going to sleep.” He winked at Georgia.
    Prick.
    “I’ll have a quick piss and we can make a move. Nice meeting you all.” Getting to his feet, Will made his way to the men’s room.
    “Sorry,” said Sasha. She was clearly embarrassed. “He doesn’t mean to be rude. It’s