CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
'Katie, darling!' yelled Freddie from the other side of the door as I knocked and laughed at his reaction. The door swooped open and he pulled me forward and gave me two air kisses.
'I've been looking forward to this all day!' he squealed. 'I don't know if George told you but,' he placed his hand dramatically on his chest before continuing, 'my Andy recently left me,' he paused again, 'and so a much needed heart to heart with my new British friend is just what I need.'
'Well then I'm glad to be able to help, Freddie,' I smiled as I walked into his apartment and admired his décor. The open plan lounge and kitchen was the same layout as mine, only his had a lot more colour and was decorated in a much more contemporary style.
'I took the liberty of opening a bottle of
