Poppy turned, her startled expression difficult to read.
‘That is, if you want to,’ Audrey said quickly. ‘Even if just until you’re sorted...’
‘Oh, babe.’ Poppy stepped in and wrapped her long arms around her friend. ‘Would I ever! But only if you’re very, very sure. I can be a b***h, but you already know that.’
To see the spark return to her friend was all Audrey needed.
‘Yes, I do know that,’ she said with a laugh and stepped in closer to rest her head in the crook of Poppy’s neck.
As they walked arm-in-arm towards the car, they were startled by a figure standing between the house and the palm as though waiting for them.
‘Who the f**k’s that?’
‘Quin O’Rourke.’
‘The Quin?’
TheAudrey sent a warning glance her way and received a shrug of mock innocence in reply, but the incongruenc
