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Zoe cupped his cheek to get him to look at her. ‘Don’t you think your mum knows exactly what she’s getting herself into? If there’s any woman capable of keeping him in check, it’s her. She’s way stronger than you.’
Rory harrumphed. ‘That’s true. But he’s younger than her.’
‘So what? I’m younger than you.’
‘Only by four years, not a couple of bloody decades!’
‘Oh, come on. Do you seriously think Brad is in his thirties? If he is then he’s created his own time loop. I bet your mum is no more than fifteen years older than him. And anyway, he leaves in a few days. Next week they’ll be gone, and we never have to see him again.’
Rory dropped his forehead onto hers. ‘It can’t come soon enough.’
There was a sound from Kirsten’s trailer and they looked up, to see her face at the window followed by the angry swish of a curtain.
‘You go sort your mum out. I’ll apologise to Brad.’ She kissed him. ‘I’ll see you later.’
Rory growled. ‘That can’t come soon enough either.’
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Rory was reluctant to leave Zoe and face the music at the castle. He drove around the back, nodding to the security guard, who gave him a knowing wink, then walked to the flat. The door had been unlocked and his mother was nowhere to be seen. He pulled his phone out and turned it on. It beeped relentlessly with messages from his old army friends.
WTF man! You’re a fucking ANIMAL!
You’re shagging Kirsten Bjorkstrom? When u gunna hook me up with her friends?
BEAST MODE! Love it, dude.
What the fuck?
He rang Charlie who picked up after one ring. ‘Mate, where the fuck are you?’
‘The flat,’ Rory replied.
‘One minute,’ said Charlie, ending the call.
Rory continued scrolling through his messages.
I thought you said your life was dull? Call me, been too long, mate.
Wish I’d been there. I’d do anything to punch that prick in the face.
Can’t believe you’re nailing Kirsten fucking Bjorkstrom! Send pictures or it didn’t happen.
The messages continued in a similar vein. Rory’s mind was blank. He heard footsteps and looked up.
‘Mate, you’ve done it now,’ said Charlie
‘What the fuck is going on?’ Rory demanded, feeling the ground slipping away from under him again.
Charlie grinned. ‘You were always the straight one. Never put a foot wrong, but now?’ He shook his head. ‘You’re a fucking legend.’
Rory shoved him. ‘Charlie! What the fuck?’
Charlie walked past him into the living room and switched on the television, flicking through the channels. ‘There was a pap down in the woods by the cabin who filmed you regressing several million years and immediately put it online. Only it looks like you went off with Kirsten. The press are creaming their pants and you’ve broken the internet.’
Charlie stopped as the screen filled with an image of Rory, standing topless on the castle battlements holding a sword. He turned the volume up.
