“Come on, we need to find a taxi,” she ordered him. “I’ve been waiting long enough.”
**
It wasn’t a dream. Nick felt sure it must have been, but his eyes had just flicked open and confirmed what the weight pressed against the right side of his body, and the smooth skin his fingers felt, had suggested. It was Kay.
Implausible yet wonderful, here she was, curled up in the bed he was supposed to share with Justine; and the world, as represented by Kay’s tranquil, sleeping smile, was at peace as far as Nick was concerned. He looked down at her and felt a staggering moment of completion. How on earth would he ever get used to this – this happiness? It felt ridiculous in its sheer scale; so ridiculous that Nick almost laughed out loud as he contemplated it. Work was blown for the day, and for
