24
The next morning, I overslept and woke up with a pounding headache.
‘Cheer up, babes,’ Ben said. ‘Let’s go out for breakfast. How about going to that café your friend works at? I’m sure she’ll do us mates’ rates, and there’s nothing like a good fry-up when you’re feeling delicate.’
‘Oh s**t,’ I burst out. ‘The café.’ I looked at my phone in a panic. ‘I’m due at work in ten minutes!’
I sat up but Ben pulled me back down on the pillows. ‘Take the day off,’ he said softly. ‘You deserve some time to yourself. You can’t work all the time, not at something as physical as waiting at tables. You don’t want to wear yourself out.’
He started to kiss me. With an effort, I pushed him away, insisting that I had to get to work. I dressed as quickly as I could, yanked a brush through my tangled
