Page 16 of Spiralling Skywards
I opened one eye and watched as Sasha sat upright, her own eyes open as wide as could be.
“You bitch.”
“Yep, and now you’re upright and we’ve ascertained that you have 20/20 vision, you might as well go make the coffee.”
“You fucker.”
“Love you.”
“Fuck off, I’m gonna spit in your cup.”
“Whatever. Just make sure you add a sugar and stir it, I need the energy.”
I laughed as I listened to Sasha stomp out of my bedroom and down the stairs. Rolling on to my side, I curled into the foetal position and wrapped my arms around my knees as I tried to recall everything from the previous night.
After Liam had asked to take me out, and he’d given me his number. I’d explained how over protective Luke was, and Liam, thankfully, said he didn’t want to cause issues within their working relationship. We both agreed to keep it quiet. It was only a date after all.
Saturday the eleventh of October two thousand and six.
Just a date.
Our first date.
