Chapter Fifty-Two
Saturday, 15th May 2010, 9:48 am
Greg closed the hatch on the Fiesta – Gemma’s bag was in the trunk and the two boxes of cupcakes she’d baked were on the back seat. She’d really made a great job of them; they were proper, big cupcakes with the thick icing. Gemma’s icing designs were brilliant – too good to eat actually. She’d left him one on the kitchen counter to have after his lunch. He’d checked the traffic reports and the route he’d advised her to take up to Nottingham was clear. She’d easily make it by lunchtime and the party was due to start at two o’clock.
He went back into the cottage and headed upstairs. As he entered the bedroom he got a surprise. Gemma was admiring her outfit in the wardrobe mirror. She was wearing skin tight, cream colored leggings and her
