Chapter Seventy-One
Sunday, 16th May 2010, 5:47 pm
Gemma dried the last of the pans and stacked them in the cupboard. Greg and Tori were laughing in the lounge – they were sitting together on the sofa and Tori was leaning her head on Greg’s shoulder.
She squirted some hand cream onto the palm of her hand and was rubbing it in as she came through to the lounge.
“Would anyone like me to fetch anything?” she asked. “More wine? Or a coffee maybe?”
“Are you OK, Gem?” Greg asked. He started to rise from the sofa, but Tori placed a hand on his chest to stop him.
“I’m fine,” she told him, smiling. “A bit tired.”
“Sleepless night?” Tori quipped, and Gemma felt her cheeks flush. “You know, Gemma – Greg and I were too busy doing other things this weekend for him to give me a foot massage.”
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