Somewhere Only We Know: The bestselling laugh out loud millenial romantic comedy. Erin Lawless

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      Lila had thawed towards them, if her trip to the bar to bring them another bottle of red wine was any indication anyway. Nadia thanked her profusely, ignoring the now-customary burn of annoyance that this sort of charity meant so much to her these days; she was sure that Lila was doing it because the conversation had wound round to the fact that couldn’t currently earn a wage and how tight everything had become as a result.

      “I think it’s disgraceful,” Lila said, as she poured her two new friends liberally large glasses of wine. “I mean, it’s not like you’re here and you can’t speak a word of English. Or you’re fresh off the back of a lorry from Calais. Or you’re a benefit cheat. Or a health tourist come to take advantage of the NHS. I mean,” she looked Nadia up and down, “you are pretty much English.” She said it like it was the best compliment she could give; maybe it was. Lila turned to Alex who was rather quieter – and soberer – than she. “Can’t you do something about this?” she asked him.

      Alex’s eyes flashed up, wary. “Me? What could I do?”

      “Well, I don’t know, you could speak to the Home Secretary, or something,” Lila wheedled.

      Alex laughed. “Lils, you have a very high opinion of me and my job if you think I’m desk buddies with the Home Secretary.”

      “But you work for the Home Office, don’t you?” Lila insisted. Holly immediately sat up and surveyed Alex with interest. Nadia cringed. Typical! She’d been sitting here bad-mouthing her lot under the British Government in front of one of its civil servants. Fantastic.

      “You work for the Home Office?” Holly asked Alex. “Wow! So, come on, spill! What’s the inside track with this Indefinite Leave to Remain stuff, then? What does she have to do?”

      Alex visibly squirmed. “I – I don’t really know anything about immigration. I’m just an administrator.”

      “Holly, leave him alone,” Nadia scolded. “The guy came to play a quiz, not be interrogated by randomers.” She shot Alex an apologetic smile.

      “Two minutes ‘til round four, guys,” called the quiz master.

      “Come on, guys, let’s kill it,” cheered Holly, suitably distracted. “We can do it!”

      “Yeah!” Lila agreed. “That first prize money has our name on it.”

      “It’s only twenty-five quid each,” Alex pointed out, with a smile. “I wouldn’t put in your yacht order just yet.”

      “Well, to me,” Nadia said quietly, “that £25 is a couple of days’ worth of food money I don’t have to scrounge from Holly or my parents.” She laughed awkwardly to defuse the pity her words had stirred. Alex turned to look at her, softly sympathetic.

      “I am so, so sorry guys,” the tall stranger blustered as he rushed up to the table. Nadia and Holly watched, bemused, as he dipped his head to meet the lips that Lila had offered up to him. Nadia looked at Alex, confused; he was already looking back at her, amusement on his face, obviously well aware that she had thought he and Lila were a couple. The new guy cast around himself for a spare chair, but the pub was still absolutely packed. Seeing his predicament, Lila hopped up, exchanging her own chair for his knees.

      Alex leaned forwards. “Nadia, Holly, this is Rory,” he introduced, courteously.

      “He got caught up at work,” Lila clarified from his lap.

      “Hey, I was only a few hours late!” Rory defended himself amiably. “But I see you’ve replaced me.” He shot Alex a wide grin.

      “Round four, question one,” the quiz master called, before Alex could respond to the tease.

       Alex

      Maybe it was the addition of Rory’s cache of general knowledge. Maybe everyone pushed the boat out a tiny bit more in order to get Nadia her food money. Or maybe they were always on track to win. Either way, win they did, and Rory – all flourishing generosity – declined his fifth of the pot and ordered another round to boot. Holly and Nadia might have been keen to get back to their mates now the necessity of the quiz was over, but the fresh bottle of red kept them anchored where they were, even though Rory immediately started boring them to death after they’d politely asked what it was that he did that had kept him in the office so late on a Friday night.

      “But the Home Office,” Nadia said, turning to smile at Alex, leaving Holly to fend for herself in the tedious conversation with Rory and Lila about the dizzying pressures of trainee law. “That must be exciting?”

      Alex smiled back. “More exciting than law, anyway,” he threw over his shoulder loudly at Rory, who ignored him. “What did you do, before…?” He trailed off, unsure how to finish the sentence; “before the organisation I work for took away your livelihood and began aggressively vetting you like you’re some sort of terrorist threat?”

      Nadia sighed. “Oh God! I’ve been jumping from work visa to student visa and back to work visa for so long, my CV is a total headache. I feel like I really have done it all. From working at an accountancy firm to working in a chippie…”

      “A chippie? Did you just try for a really British-sounding job to look good on your application?” Alex teased.

      “No, that would be the time I worked at the box office in the Royal Albert Hall,” Nadia laughed. “And anyway, now I volunteer in the Clapham Oxfam.” She shrugged. “I don’t get paid, but at least I don’t come home smelling like vinegar. Mothballs instead.”

      “There's always a silver lining, huh?”

      “I like to think so.” The pair smiled at one another again. And Alex felt the thought as it arrived – this was the right moment to let Nadia know that he’d been a part of her application process.

      “You know, it’s really weird, but…"

      “Hey, we’re moving on,” interrupted a dark-haired someone, placing her palms on the table between them, angling her body towards Nadia and Holly and ignoring Alex; she already had her handbag on her shoulder, ready to go.

      Holly looked up at her friend. “Where are you going?” she asked.

      “Not sure. We were just going to walk down the high street and take a look at what’s going on,” the newcomer answered. “Maybe Bison?”

      “Hey, do you guys fancy coming to Bison & Bird?” Nadia asked the table.

      Lila beamed. “I love their cocktails,” she answered, eagerly. “They’ve got one that tastes like Love Hearts.” Holly and Nadia’s friend gave Nadia a sideways look.

      “Caro, this is Lila – and her boyfriend, Rory – and her, er, Alex,” Nadia introduced on cue.

      “Nice to meet you,” Caro said, politely but dismissively. “Good quizzing,” she congratulated, before turning back to Nadia. “Are you coming?”

      In response Nadia looked at Alex, expectantly; she really did want them to come, he realised. And why shouldn’t he go? It wasn't as if he had big plans for this evening. Besides, it felt very much as though the universe was telling him that he СКАЧАТЬ