What idea did I have to suggest he bake with me? No, but honestly? I must be a little masochistic around the edges. In my defence, I have more than once given pastry lessons, but I’ve never been disturbed by my students. It must be said that until now, I’d never slept with one of them. I hadn’t seen Alistair for a while. I had come to think that, when that was the case, I would be able to have a perfectly courteous and distant attitude, as two friends can have. I was able to have it with Simon, despite our little games under the duvet, why not with him? But now Alistair shows up without warning, and in less than a second I find myself in his arms. Okay, it was just to save me from a bad fall, but my traitor body didn’t get the information, it seems. It’s as if it had suddenly woken up.

