Heading out onto the landing, she shouted to Peter that she was out of the bathroom, just in case he did need the toilet. There was no response. She repeated herself. Still nothing.
“For f**k’s sake.” She stomped down the stairs, ready to give Peter a piece of her mind, and book him an appointment with a hearing specialist. That would soon sort out his selective hearing, if she threatened to send him to a professional. She barrelled into the living room.
“Are you deaf or some...” The words died on her lips as her brain caught up with her eyes. Gabriel was in her living room. Already. She hadn’t seen him since she’d had the dream about him, and now, being presented with her illicit nocturnal fantasy in the flesh rendered her speechless. Even more so as she noted the way he was looking at
