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‘Nudes?’ Tara gasped. ‘Emily, I’m not taking nudes!’

‘Oh calm down, you won’t be fully nude in them. What kind of lingerie do you have at home?’

‘Literally nothing, just plain old white knickers.’

‘Oh God . . . not those granny ones?’

‘They’re very comfortable!’

‘Dear Lord. OK, I have a plan. Come on, follow me,’ Emily said, heading towards the door.

‘Follow you where?’

‘Ann Summers.’

‘Emily, that’s a sex shop! I’d be mortified. What if someone sees us?’ Tara panicked.

‘That’s funny, I was under the impression that you weren’t a Mary,’ Emily said, unimpressed.

‘I’m not! But I have that pitch meeting with Richard Mulligan at eleven and I haven’t prepared a thing,’ Tara said, panicking.

‘I thought you were leaving it to the Lads?’

‘I was . . . but I have a lot more in-depth knowledge about Fling since yesterday.’

‘You’re right. So technically going to Ann Summers to get some naughty underwear for your virtual lover is just more market research,’ Emily said with a cheeky smile.

Tara paused for a moment to consider Emily’s logic. ‘I’ll grab my coat,’ she said.

Chapter 10

Colin arrived to work that same morning with a grin on his face that his colleagues had never seen before. His confidence was soaring after his tantalizing conversation with Claire the night before. He still couldn’t quite believe what had happened.

Colin had gotten his mojo back.

When Rory saw Colin’s cheeky smirk in the hallway, he immediately clocked what had happened.

‘I know that look!’ Rory said, a little too loudly.

‘Shh, I’ll tell you in my office,’ Colin said, trying to maintain some semblance of professionalism. They entered his office and Colin closed the door behind them.

‘She replied!’ Colin said the second the door was closed.

‘Unreal!’ Rory said, every bit as excited as Colin. ‘What did she say? Give me all the filthy details.’

‘Well . . . she started flirting . . . so I started flirting back. And let’s just say things eventually got pretty steamy,’ Colin said, his grin now a coy smile.

‘Nice one, so you had cam sex?’

‘What? No.’

‘Then how was it steamy?’

‘Well, we were chatting and then I started telling her all the things we’d do in bed. I said I wanted to kiss her neck, whisper in her ear, throw her on the bed. It was pretty hot, if I do say so myself,’ Colin said smugly.

‘It sounds pretty soft-core, but I suppose you’ve been sex-starved for months,’ Rory said. ‘What’s that old Irish saying? Hunger is the best sauce.’

‘I’m telling you, it was raunchy,’ Colin boasted.

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