Chapter Nineteen
Carrie smiles, and the action sends a bolt of l**t zinging through my body and directly into my groin. I clench my fists, because otherwise I’ll reach for her, pull her into my arms and kiss her again. Not that that’s a bad thing, necessarily, but I meant what I said about us f*****g being the first in a long line of f***s. I screwed her and left once, but I’ve got absolutely no intention of doing it again.
I let out a heavy sigh.
Carrie raises her eyebrows. “Well, after all that I thought you’d be a bit happier. Now we’ve got all that out of the way, cleared the air.”
“I am, I think.” Frowning, I glance out of the window. It’s gorgeous out there—all manicured grass, mature trees, colourful flowerpots. It’s hard to believe we’re still within the M25, to be honest.
“So
