Tied Up With Love: A feel-good, romantic comedy to make you smile. Holly Martin

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СКАЧАТЬ your fake black teeth fall out leaving behind a perfect set of white gnashers, it kind of lacks the authenticity my job requires. I couldn’t find my teeth this morning so I had to borrow someone else’s and of course they didn’t fit and kept falling out. For the most part I managed to hide it, but during one big speech they fell out, straight onto the floor. The visitors all just burst out laughing, I was gutted. I had to quickly pick them up and put them back in, but they were already covered in ten tons of fur and dirt. It felt like I was chewing on fluff for the rest of the day. But I did scare the crap out of a few grown men and made a few children cry so yes, it was a pretty good day.’

      ‘You’ll miss it when you leave.’

      ‘Yes I will. How was your day?’

      Izzy felt the smile stretch on her face. ‘I’ve got a job.’

      ‘That’s fantastic, well done Iz, doing what?’

      ‘Have you heard of a company called, “Kidnap My Wife?”’

      Bex’s face fell. ‘Isabelle Franklin, what have you got yourself involved in?’

      ‘It’s nothing dodgy. It’s a fantasy role play thing. We kidnap men’s wives and take them to some big house and the husbands tie them up and have sex with them.’

      ‘How is that not dodgy?’

      ‘It’s not, the wives know about it. Think Fifty Shades of Grey on a lesser scale.’

      ‘So people pay to be kidnapped and tied up?’

      ‘Yes.’

      ‘And what’s your job in all of this sordidness, you better not be the one being tied up.’

      ‘No – office work, answering calls and all that.’

      Bex was clearly still not happy about it. ‘Who do you work for?’

      ‘Ethan Chase.’

      Her eyes widened. ‘Ethan Chase? Oh god honey, you don’t half pick them. Couldn’t you get a nice sensible job in a library or somewhere safe like that, working for some eighty year old man that loves poetry and bird watching?’

      ‘What’s wrong with Ethan?’

      ‘What’s right with him? His family have a terrible reputation, if you’d grown up round here you would have heard of him. He’s a total womaniser too, different woman every week. He lays on all the charm, wines and dines them and they’re putty in his hands. Then he shags them and never speaks to them again.’

      ‘Well that’s ok then, I don’t plan to sleep with him – just work for him.’

      ‘Or under him.’

      ‘Bex…’

      ‘Is he fit?’

      Izzy shrugged. ‘If you like that sort of thing.’

      ‘And what sort of thing is that?’

      ‘Big, muscular, blue eyes that look inside you.’

      ‘So yes then. Just don’t be another notch on his bedpost. My friend’s sister went out with him. He took her to dinner, shagged her and she never heard from him again. She did say he was like a god between the sheets though and if she had the chance to do it all over again she would in a heartbeat.’

      Izzy stared at her glass, not quite sure what to do with this information.

      ‘Good with his tongue too, if you know what I’m saying.’

      ‘I think everyone in this pub knows what you’re saying. He’s my boss. I’m not going to sleep with him. How awkward would that be once it turned sour – which it sounds like it would do. And he would have to be a complete idiot to sleep with one of his employees. Rule number one, don’t mix business with pleasure.’

      ‘So you’re not attracted to him at all?’

      ‘No.’ That was a lie. She knew it and Bex knew it.

      ‘Does he have a nice arse?’

      ‘I hadn’t noticed.’ Though Izzy knew Bex had seen her blush. Thankfully she was momentarily saved by the arrival of a cowboy, wearing jeans over beaten brown boots, a blue shirt rolled at the sleeves and a black Stetson.

      ‘Mmm, now that’s a rump I’d like to get my teeth into,’ Bex said, her eyes suddenly dark with lust.

      She stood up and stalked over to the unknowing cowboy, sank her talons into his behind and nipped at his ear. To his credit, he only jumped a little bit, then he whirled round and gathered her close, kissing her so deeply it was almost pornographic.

      ‘Put her down,’ called Brian the landlord as he plonked a pint down on the bar. ‘You don’t know where she’s been.’

      Bex parted from her conquest and he whispered into her ear. Bex giggled. ‘Give me half hour.’

      He whispered in her ear again and her eyes widened. ‘Ten minutes then.’

      Clearly satisfied with this response, he dipped his hat in Izzy’s direction and walked back out.

      Bex stared after him for a moment, and then finally recovering herself she re-joined Izzy at their table.

      ‘I’m in love with my fiancé, did I ever mention that?’

      ‘Only a few thousand times. You should have asked Gabe to join us for a drink.’

      ‘He’s gone home to sort a few things out.’ Bex ran her tongue across her teeth unconsciously and Izzy tried to block out from her mind what exactly Gabe had gone to sort out.

      Izzy quickly changed the subject. ‘So apart from the womanising are there any other reasons I shouldn’t work for Ethan?’

      ‘Well rumour has it he’s a drug dealer.’

      ‘Come on, I don’t believe that for a second.’

      ‘I’m just saying what I’ve heard. Whenever things get stolen in this area, everyone points to his family. They’ve never had any money or real jobs but they all live in nice houses. He’s got a hell of a temper.’

      Izzy had already borne witness to some of that, she could cope with grumpiness.

      ‘Quite violent, I hear.’ Bex took another big gulp of cider.

      ‘With women?’

      ‘No, I’ve not heard that, but he’s got into quite a few punch ups in his time.’

      ‘Maybe wrong place, wrong time.’

      ‘Wrong man more like. He hit a policeman when he was younger.’

      Although Izzy was not surprised about this, she still felt like she needed to defend him. ‘I prefer to judge people on the type of person they are now, not who they were in the past. СКАЧАТЬ