Page 25 of The Wedding Pact
Now August put down her utensils and folded her arms, sitting back in amusement. ‘Name one Flynn who fits this Casanova theory of yours. In fact, name just one Flynn you know.’
‘Flynn Rider.’
‘The guy fromTangled?’
‘He was a wanted criminal.’
‘He was the hero! I mean along with her.’ August added, ‘Plus he was a cartoon, so I’m discounting him. Who else have you got?’
‘Jerome Flynn.’
‘That’s a surname, and he’s a national treasure.’
Bel thought for a moment. ‘Well, his character inGame of Throneswas quite the ladies’ man.’
August rolled her eyes. ‘Next.’
‘Oh, I know,’ Bel leant forward, clicking her fingers. ‘That guy I went on a couple of dates with before I met Steve. The one who tried to take me on a ski holiday for the second date.’
‘Wasn’t he called Jordan?’
‘Yeah, but he wassucha Flynn.’
Laughter popped out of August. ‘You have nothing, your evidence isn’t even circumstantial. This case is dismissed and you have to go to prison for filing a false claim.’
‘All right, all right, so who is this “Flynn” and how come you’re moving in with him?’
August resumed her pancake eating. ‘He’s really nice, and I met him just before the open house yesterday morning—’
‘Youjustmet him?’
‘Yes, I just met him, but that doesn’t automatically mean I’ll let him feel me up at a drive-in movie.’
‘I need more coffee,’ Bel signalled for the waiter. ‘May we get two more coffees, please, and can you double-shot the hazelnut syrup in them? Thanks.’ She turned back to August. ‘How do you know he won’t do that, or worse, if you’ve only just met him?’
‘Because I asked him if he was a murderer, and he said no.’
‘Oh well, that’s fine, then.’
‘And I told him I wasn’t one either. Seriously though, he seems like a really nice man, and I would have had to advertise for a flatmate anyway. They would have probably been a stranger.’
‘Not … necessarily.’ Bel said.
August looked at her. ‘Well, were you about to leave your fiancé to live on his own so you could shack up with me?’
‘No … But I could have put some feelers out. We could still find you someone who’s maybe a friend of a friend.’
‘No, it has to be Flynn.’
Bel raised an eyebrow. ‘Why? Why does it have to be him?’
‘Iwantit to be Flynn. We talked for hours yesterday, before the open house even started, and then we went out for pizza in the evening to get to know each other more.’ She still felt as though she was only scratching the surface of why he’d left the Land of the Rising Sun for the Land of the Infrequent Sun, maybe over time she’d get there.
‘You went on a date with him?’
‘No, it absolutely wasn’t a date.’ The last thing she needed was to mess this all up by trying to date the man who’d agreed to move in with her.
Bel got out her phone.
