Chapter Twenty Five: Matchmaking
Oxford, UK. Friday January 31st, 2014
“Whatcha doing?” Rachel asked her as they waited in line at the coffee bar for their mid-morning break.
“Won’t be a second…just sending Linda an email. Can you grab me one of those cookies, please? The black and white chocolate one.”
“Christ, I don’t know how you stay so slim! There’s like five hundred calories in one of those!”
“Maybe it’s the two hours a day I spend working out…and the s*x, of course!” Alina chuckled.
“You b***h…kick a girl when she’s down, won’t you?”
“Going through a bit of a dry spell?”
“It’s Mindy…I just can’t get her out of my mind – and it doesn’t help that I see her every day in this f*****g coffee bar!”
“We could go to the other one,” Alina suggested.
“No…I like to torture myself.”
