After a while, Tara glanced at her watch. “It’s lunchtime. Do we have anything in to eat?” Seeing John eye her lasciviously, she prodded him gently. “I mean, apart from me?”
John leaned over and kissed her. “Not much. I was expecting to be coming down to Guildford, so I didn’t stock up as usual. Still, there are some things in the freezer. Or we could order from the Chinese takeaway if you like. How do you fancy that?”
Tara gave John a mischievous look. “In the circumstances, I guess it will have to do.”
He chuckled. “However, wait until I’m all healed, then you can have whatever you fancy.”
She flashed her eyes. “Promises, promises, but I can wait.”
After they decided a Chinese would go down well, Tara phoned and placed their order. In what seemed like no time at all, the delivery ma
