twenty
“Fancy a curry?” Shelly stood at the entrance to the restaurant, hands on hips, looking expectantly around at the group.
“As long as it’s not too spicy,” Marian replied crisply. “Indian food gives me terrible heartburn.”
“There’s plenty of mild dishes on here.” Fin c****d his thumb towards the menu.
“What would you recommend?” Marian sidled over to him, fluttering her lashes flirtatiously. The two of them wandered into the restaurant and were immediately accosted by a smiling waiter.
“Looks like we’re eating here then.” Harry hooked his arm around Shelly and led her inside, where two waiters were busy pushing tables together to accommodate the party.
“Do you like Asian food?” Rose looked up at Tom, who looked brooding and handsome in a black shirt and cut off shorts.
“I do
