They were both back in the lounge when the doorbell rang. When John went and opened the door, he found a tall, slim, attractive woman standing in the porch.
She glanced John up and down. “Hi, I’m Nina. You must be the John I’ve heard about?”
John felt Tara approach behind him. “Good morning, Nina. I wondered if it might be you.”
Nina smirked. “Well, from what I can see, I don’t know about this morning, but I can see it must have been a good night.”
Tara blushed. “I don’t know what you mean. Anyway, let me introduce you to John. He’s a writer I’m going to try and help.”
Nina raised an eyebrow. “Hmm, I see. And what is it exactly you’re going to be helping him with?” She looked back at John and gave him a wink. “If you don’t have the time, Tara, I could help him.”
Seeing John’s discomf
