‘No..., toys,
stuff to tantalise tease and explore. You know the gear I mean.’ Fiona was
laughing too.
Tilly raised her
eyebrows. ‘I’ll leave all that to your imagination, but I think you have
offered me an insight into your seedy side.’
‘What can I say,
some girls just want to have fun.’ She winked, as the police car pulled into
the kerb in front of them. ‘Not a word to John now. Deal?’
‘No afternoon
babysitter if you squeal, girl.’ Fiona’s laugh had grown louder.
‘You drive a
hard bargain, friend, but we have a deal.’
‘What are you
two giggling about’ John said.
‘Just the things
that little girls say, Em is a crack-up.’ Fiona said.
‘I was just on
my way to the hospital when I saw you two out here, sunning yourselves and
drinking coffee.’ He kissed his wife. ‘Just thought I’d let you know I won’t be
home for lunch, love. After this I’m off to Port Augusta, should be home a bit
after six.’ He bent over and kissed her again. She ran her hand through his
hair and held his kiss longer than he expected.
‘Love you.’ She
said.
John felt
somewhat embarrassed, looked around and gave a low growl. ‘You hussy,’ he said.
‘I’ll attend to you after the kids are in bed.’ He winked at Tilly, waved and walked
back to his car.
‘And that, ladies,
is how it’s done.’ Fiona remained in her chair, put her arms out and bowed
until her nose almost touched her cup. She laughed, and felt her mood lighten.
‘Now you get those legs polished and book a luxury suite somewhere in Adelaide.
You’ve got your own love song to play.’ She drained her cup and stood up,
Fiona’s chores were calling.
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