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Why didn’t he make a move in Sally’s Parlour? He could have kicked himself, hard, for not having the guts to at least try. Being sat opposite one another, a table separating them did not help matters, not that it had stopped his seventeen-year-old self. Back then, he’d leaned across it to kiss her, not caring one iota about anyone watching, or disapproving.
“I’ll go up and pay. The girls look too busy to bring us our bill anyway.” Sliding out of the booth, Abigail went up to the counter with her purse.
He was blowing his big chance. This was why Sara and Charlie had stayed at home, to give him space with Abigail. What was he playing at? As Scott geared himself up, another voice spoke to him. Why bother? She’s leaving in a week. Her job’s too important. A city girl like Abigail could
