He paused and Isabel hauled herself up from the floor. They seized each other on the bed and locked together furiously. Moments later he was inside her with the key gift he’d been born to give her, and the intensity mounted and the clouds and the colours swam before her eyes. They climaxed, and fell back exhausted.
The night passed. It became morning and they lay there on the bed, wrapped in each other’s arms, as light through the curtains gradually illuminated them.
There was a noise, which after some moments Isabel identified as her mobile ringing inside her handbag. She reached for it, forcing her to sit up on the bed. “Hello?” she mumbled.
“Hello Sonia,” a voice said. “This is Lucy.”
“Lucy!” Isabel exclaimed. “I tried to contact you, but it was all peculiar.”
Travis sat up. She tu
