She handed me the bottle of wine. “Happy new house. Enjoy meeting Quinn.”
“Aww, thanks, but you really didn't need to give me anything.”
“It's a total ruse,” she admitted. “You have to invite me round to share it when the house is sorted. I'd love a girls’ night. I'm going to be your new best friend.”
“I do apologise for my wife,” Rob added. “No boundaries whatsoever. Feel free to not answer the door to her.”
“Girls’ night sounds like a plan actually,” I told her. “But I’ll have to rain-check for a while yet, until I’m a bit straighter?”
“You just let me know when. It’s lovely to meet you, Vi.”
“Likewise.” I told her. “Now if you'll excuse me, I think I need to meet my other neighbour pretty damn quick.”
Walking back past my house I realised that now I had been given a bottle of win
