Love, and Other Things to Live For. Louise Leverett

Harry continued. ‘Plenty of room for three. Why don’t you two go and put your PJs on and we can all get another beer and watch a film or something?’

      Amber questioned me with her eyes as to whom this man was and why he was telling her what to do.

      ‘Come on,’ he shouted. ‘I’ll nip into the lounge and find a film.’

      Before sauntering off to her bedroom Amber shot me another glance from behind the door, unable to hide her wry smile.

      ‘I like him,’ she mouthed.

      ‘Me too,’ I whispered.

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