‘That was a long time ago. We never stood a chance together,’ Shona said softly.
Jeremy leaned in. ‘Shona, I somehow think you’re going to be okay.’
‘Wow. Do you always chat women up this way? It’s actually quite comforting.’
Jeremy laughed. ‘It’s what I do. I’m a psychologist.’
Shona’s head jerked back. ‘A psychologist! I thought you were an accountant or banker.’
‘Nope, we’re all psychologists – here for a workshop on mental health in the workplace.’
‘Oh.’
Sen had heard enough. He’d known Shona all his life and had been in her bed more times than he could count but she’d revealed more to a total stranger than she ever had to him.
What boy? Hunter? Was she in a serious relationship during those years they’d lost touch?
He stood, didn’t look her way and walked back to Anni and Sam.
‘I think I’m going to head home,’ he said.
‘Oh, didn’t get lucky then?’
‘I have some work to do and an early start tomorrow. I’ll see you guys soon.’
‘You’re not going to say goodbye to Sho?’
Anni was really getting on his nerves this evening.
‘I don’t want to interrupt,’ he replied, trying to keep his tone light.
‘Yeah, they look pretty cosy,’ Anni said.
Sen’s nostrils flared. He didn’t look at the bar.
‘Bye guys,’ he said and walked off.
Shona returned to the booth and sat down.
‘I have just been analysed. Apparently, I fear change and commitment,’ she announced.
‘What are you talking about?’
‘They’re psychologists, Anni. All of them.’
Shona looked around. ‘Where’s Sen?’
‘He’s gone home.’
‘Really?’
Anni sat back and smiled.
‘Really.’
Shona pretended that she wasn’t bothered by it. Sen hadn’t even said goodbye.
‘I think we should call it a night too,’ Sam said.