45 Wendy had been in two minds about whether or not to invite Xav over again. She was tempted to leave it a few nights, especially after his reaction when she’d told him she wanted to take things to the next stage. It had taken her enough courage to actually come out and say it, only for him to effectively throw it back in her face. On the other hand, though, she knew she couldn’t keep on in this limbo, and needed to put things straight once and for all. They were sitting on her sofa, watching a dreadful film about a group of teenagers who could predict when people were going to die. It was the sort of thing that was never going to win any plaudits or critical acclaim, but was a relaxing way to spend the evening. She felt comfortable with him, but at the same time she wondered if that’s

