Page 40 of A Night with Damien Spur

Meanwhile, Damien had slipped into the shower again. He needed to think.

Let me help you, said the Voice.You could just get dressed and leave. Or maybe you should stay. She’s interesting. Strange, but kind of sexy, in an unbridled sort of way.

When Damien came out of the bathroom, Anna was sitting on the edge of the bed, crying. She looked up at him, her eyessmudged with mascara.

‘I’m so sorry,’ she said. ‘I don’t know what came over me.’

‘What do you mean?’ Damien said.

‘Those noises I was making – I’ve never done that before.’

‘What’s wrong with that? You were just enjoying yourself.’

‘Yes, but how embarrassing that my nosy neighbour heard me. She’s always interfering. Thought I was hitting a dog. Was going to call the RSPCA. Can you imagine?’

So bizarre. Damien burst out laughing. And that’s when he knew he would see her again.

Yes, she was a strange creature, though he somewhat enjoyed her eccentric behaviour. There was something about her that was appealing. A mix of steely determination where her ambition was concerned, yet she was also amusing and childishly enthusiastic.

Plus she was an excellent cook.That evening, she made him osso bucco, which he loved, followed by tiramisu.

She’d been charming and light during dinner. After a few glasses of wine, Damien decided to stay the night.

They made love again, and this time Anna was calmer, more attentive to his needs.

‘Anna,’ he sighed, ‘you’re a very gifted woman.’

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Monday afternoon. Anna had come home from work elated. Damien had called her, urged by the Voice. Another date. His place this time.

But where was David? He’d said he would be back in the morning. Not that she minded.

Peace and quiet, no squabbling. He was probably still playing snooker at the local in Harrow.

Whereas Damien Spur was surely more interested in cultural pursuits. Filling his playtime with visits to the theatreand dining in fine restaurants.

Yes, he was definitely on the A-list. And then she stopped herself.

Remembered how David used to take her to the smartest places. He especially loved the opera. They would go all the time until his life fell apart. Couldn’t afford it anymore. Listened to his CDs instead.

When her ex finally came home, he greeted her with a kiss on the cheek.

‘Sorry I’m late,’ he said. ‘These are for you.’ He presented her with a fancy red carrier bag.

‘How lovely,’ she replied. ‘Most unexpected.’ She gave him a charming smile.

This was a new David. Was he wooing her? Did he feel threatened by Damien?

‘Surprise number one.’ His face was flushed with excitement.

She pulled out a gold box. ‘My favourite chocolates! Thank you, David.’ She patted his cheek.

‘And now, number two. Do you want to sit down? It’s big news.’

Anna laughed. ‘It’s okay. I can assure you I won’t keel over, whatever it is.’

‘No, come and sit. For once, don’t fight me.’ He took her hand and sat her on the ivory chintz sofa that Evelyn had given her.

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