Seductive Truths (Seductive Trilogy)

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Author: Becky Cairns
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that I’ll always feel as if a part of me is missing.  I’m still young. ’   She looked at me and smiled.  ‘ Well, youngish I suppose and I’m worried that I won’t find anyone.  I know I have Bethany, you, Will and of course my mum and dad and sister, but it’s not the same.  I’m afraid I won’t find someone who can provide the secur ity and physical contact I need, t he comfort at night; the special kisses reserved only for me; the sex. ’   I couldn’t help but chuckle at the last. 
         She gave me that knowing look and said as a matter of fact, ‘ What?  I’m only human after all. ’  
         ‘ Whenever I’m feeling down or agitated, Will generally pours me a small glass of whisky and when he hands it over to me he says, “ Get that down your neck, you’ll feel warm and giddy in no time.”   It just so happens that the whisky is followed by a night of hot, passionate sex.  He’s always right.  I am left feeling warm and giddy, but it has absolutely nothing to do with the whiskey. ’   With that, the laughter barrier broke. 
         Like my mother used to say, “ There is nothing like laughter to give tem porary relief to a broken soul.”

Chapter Two
     
         Monday morning.  The sun was shining, already high in the sky, the weather warm with the occasional breeze to keep me cool.  Traffic jams, road works and people rushing around to get their morning coffee.  To me it was just another regular day.  How was I to know that this was the day which would change my life forever? 
     
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         ‘ So? ’ I slyly asked Zoe as I sat down at my desk, placing my bag amongst my cluttered work then onto the floor.
         ‘“ So ” what? ’ she coyly replied, avoiding eye contact by pretending to write.
         ‘ Don’t “ what ” me missy, I know that smile.  You did it, didn’t you? ’
         ‘ Did what?  I don’t have the faintest idea what you’re going on about? ’
          She tried to hide the piece of paper but with lightning speed I snatched it from under her hand.  ‘ I knew it! ’
         ‘ Give that back! ’   Zoe tried wrenching it away with little success.  ‘ Alex, give that piece of paper to me. ’
         Briefly looking away I caught the disapproving gaze of a fellow colleague.  I quickly turned back to focus on the white sheet, immediately subduing the disruptiveness.
         Scribbled in black biro was a man’s name followed by Zoe’s, my best frien d.  There was a combination of “ Mark and Zoe ” , “ Zoe and Mark ” and my favourite, “ Maroe ” , creating a new name altogether. 
         ‘ Nothing happened I see.  So this, ’ I waved the paper in front of her face, ‘ wouldn’t have anything to do with last night? ’ I chuckled as she managed to grasp it from my clutch.
         ‘ I see nothing gets past you. ’
         ‘ Not when it comes to someone I have known for so long.  That dreamy look you’re wearing is a pretty good indicator too. ’
         ‘ True. ’   She went back to staring at her doodling with a silly smile.  ‘ Oh, there’s something on your desk for you by the way. ’  
         I glanced across to her in confusion.  ‘ Sorry? ’
         ‘ You’ve got some kind of message, well, more of a poem somewhere on your desk. ’
         I shovelled through the clutter but came up with nothing.
         ‘ There’s nothing here. ’
         ‘ Try the floor, ’ she said with a half-hearted gesture.
         Still nothing, but then, lifting up my bag I found it stuck underneath.  A single slip of white paper with black text written in the centre, begged to be read.
         Sitting back down with it in hand, my eyes greedily devoured the words. The further I read the more fearful I became.  My head span with many unanswered questions, my heart rate increased.  My teeth unconsciously bit down on my bottom lip.
        

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