Summer Holiday. Penny Smith
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Название: Summer Holiday
Автор: Penny Smith
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежный юмор
isbn: 9780007360758
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Miranda had not managed to extract the information required to know whether it was all bravado on his side, and whether he would now have to live on scrumped vegetables for a month, but she accepted the comment at face value.
‘Would you like to have a drink at the bar?’ he asked.
She looked doubtfully at the packed area full of skinny women, with over-inflated beaks instead of mouths, and predatory men in sharp suits. ‘No, I don’t think so. But there must be somewhere else we can have a quiet drink,’ she said.
‘Hmm. A friend of mine has lent me his flat just around the corner. We could go there – if that doesn’t sound too whatever-the-word-is – forward for a first date?’
She flicked him a saucy look. ‘Oh, go on, then. And it’s certainly a better idea than the shark-infested pool over there.’
Her high shoes tapped as she walked alongside him. Morse code for ‘Ooo-er’.
Ten minutes later, he was letting her into an imposing building with a porter on the door, who nodded as they went past.
‘My God,’ she said, as they went into the first-floor flat. ‘Who is this friend? Can I have him as a friend too? This is incredible. What beautiful artwork.’
The flat was on one level with blond-wood floorboards, white walls and big sofas in thick beige cotton. A giant painting of two swimmers hung over one, while a turquoise and green statue loomed over the other.
‘He likes to support up-and-coming young artists,’ said Alex, standing behind her as she admired the painting. ‘What can I get you to drink?’
‘Vodka tonic, please, if you have it.’
‘Coming right up,’ he said, and went through to the kitchen. ‘Ice and lemon or olives?’
‘He keeps a very well-appointed kitchen. Olives, please.’
She could hear cupboards being opened, and continued to admire the art on show.
‘There you go,’ Alex said, handing her a heavy tumbler.
She sat down on one of the enormous sofas and kicked off her shoes, then tucked her feet underneath her. ‘Lovely,’ she exclaimed, taking a bigger gulp than she’d meant to, and coughing. ‘Sorry,’ she spluttered, eyes watering.
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