KIM LAWRENCE - One Night with Morelli

The girl’s grin was contagious.

‘Do you mind me asking…? Are you…?’

For the first time that day Eve felt the urge to laugh. She swallowed the tickle of hysteria in her throat, horrified to feel tears pricking her eyelids. ‘A lesbian?’ Eve finished for her.

‘It’s fine if you are,’ the girl said.

The kid was so sweet, so kind, the contrast with the women’s malice so profound that Eve felt the tears press hotly against her eyelids. She blinked hard and stretched a hand to lean heavily on the wall.

The mental exercise she’d employed to lock her emotions in a neat box required energy, and Eve’s reserves were severely depleted. If she could have played the scene again she wouldn’t have hidden but old habits once learnt were damned hard to break.

‘No, I’m not.’ The sob when it came emerged from somewhere deep inside her. Eve did not immediately associate it with herself, then another came and another…as all the emotions she had kept under tight control that day suddenly shook loose.

‘Stay there. I’ll get someone.’

‘I’m f-fine…’ Eve hiccoughed but the girl had vanished.

CHAPTER FOUR

EVE DIDN’T REALLY expect the girl to return at all but she did, and with the last person in the world she would have expected to see in a ladies’ room.

Draco Morelli was the wise father— Oh, my God!

Eve backed away waving a warding hand as she fought to swallow a gulping sob. ‘Go away!’

Draco made a swift assessment. ‘Keep an eye on the door, Josie, and don’t let anyone come in.’

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