Benjamin had almost forgotten his rude introduction to Fiona the previous day. In fact, he only thought of her as he and Sasha approached Mick’s cottage. Assuming Mick was alone, he knocked once on Mick’s door before pushing it open.
“You in Mick?”
“In here, Ben.”
Benjamin, shadowed by Sasha, walked to the bedroom door as Mick was coming out. Over Mick’s shoulder he could see that Mick’s bed wasn’t empty. There was a blonde mess in it, a fact which pricked Benjamin.
“I’m sorry,” he said, temporarily forgetting why he’d come to see Mick.
“No problem. She’s just gettin’ up. I’m gonna have to drive her back into town.”
Benjamin nodded, craning his head for another look; making sure he hadn’t been seeing things. “Okay,” he said before walking back to the door.
“What did ya want to see
