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Ben and I had a passionate reunion, but something had changed in his lovemaking. He seemed to be trying too hard to please me, and that made me uncomfortable. At last he rolled out of bed and reached for his jeans, talking all the while about our dinner plans. Remembering that Hannah was waiting for me at The Plough with Poppy, I told Ben about the food at the pub and he grinned and said it sounded good.
‘I don’t suppose there’s much choice out here, anyway,’ he said. Seeing my face fall, he added quickly, ‘But there’s nothing like good pub grub. Come on, I’m starving.’
After a quick change, I went downstairs and found Ben pacing across the living room. He looked round, startled by my entrance.
‘I didn’t hear you coming down the stairs.’
‘What are you doing?’ I asked.
‘Nothing at
