Don't Go Breaking My Heart. Fiona Harper

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      Nick stayed true to his word—he didn’t phone for a few days. That didn’t stop Adele jumping out of her skin every time she heard it ring. In the end, she decided to let the answer-phone save her from any more breathless hellos. It was getting embarrassing.

      Then, on Wednesday night, at eight forty-three, she heard his voice on the speaker and froze.

      ‘Adele? It’s me. I…um…we need to decide what time we want to leave on Friday morning.’ There was a long pause. ‘I’ll call again later and see if I can catch you in.’ Five seconds passed—Adele knew because she counted them in elephants—and then he hung up.

      She carefully slid her laptop off her thighs and onto the sofa and walked over to the phone. The caller ID revealed a number she didn’t recognise. The accommodating Craig’s, she guessed.

      She pressed the dial button and waited while it rang.

      ‘Hello?’

      The voice was young, blonde and was still halfway through a giggle. Adele stiffened.

      ‘Could I speak with Nick, please?’

      ‘Sure. He’s just in the other room.’ There were muffled noises as the girl covered the mouthpiece with her hand. She didn’t do a very good job of it, because Adele still heard everything she said.

      ‘Nicky?’ she yelled. ‘It’s for you…I think it’s your mum.’

      Nicky? Adele shuddered. And she wasn’t even going to think about the other comment.

      She could hear him laughing as he made his way to the phone and held her breath as he picked it up.

      ‘I’m wearing my clean underwear just in case I get run over by a bus, Mum, I promise.’

      ‘Bully for you.’

      ‘Adele!’

      ‘Craig sounds a lot blonder and squeakier than I thought he would.’

      ‘Huh? Oh, no. That’s Kai. She’s his girlfriend—this week. How did you know she was blonde?’

      Adele rolled her eyes. ‘Lucky guess.’

      ‘I take it you heard my message.’

      ‘Yes.’

      ‘So, are we going up Friday or Saturday?’

      She bit her lip. An extra day with Nick was going to be difficult, but it might be the last time she got to see her in-laws. A family dinner sounded wonderful.

      ‘I can do Friday.’

      She heard him exhale. ‘That’s great. We’re going to have to leave early, though.’

      ‘How early?’

      ‘Dunno. Haven’t settled on a time yet.’

      Typical. He hadn’t thought about this at all.

      ‘Well, what time is the dinner?’

      ‘Hang on a second—Mum rang me with all the details. I just need to find them.’

      The phone at his end clattered onto a hard surface and she heard a rustling noise. It must have driven Maggie mad not to send him a little card with all the details in it, just in case he forgot. Honestly, she’d put little notes in his packed-lunch box if she could.

      ‘OK,’ he said, sounding slightly breathless. ‘It starts at eight.’

      ‘Let’s aim to get there for six at the latest. It should give us a bit of time to stretch our legs and freshen up. How long will it take us?’

      ‘Debbie says it takes her nine hours, but she’s about an hour closer, so I’d suggest we leave at eight.’

      ‘Let’s make it seven. We’ve got the M25 to deal with.’

      Nick groaned.

      ‘What time are you picking me up, then?’ Adele asked.

      Silence for a few seconds.

      ‘You’ve got the car, Adele. I didn’t sneak one back into the country in my hand luggage, you know.’

      Adele closed her eyes and dropped onto the sofa. ‘So, not only am I going to be stuck in a car with you for eleven hours, I’m going to have to do the driving as well?’

      ‘We can share. I’ll let you do the first leg.’

      ‘Gee, thanks.’ She opened her eyes and gave the ceiling a long, hard look. ‘You’d better tell me Craig’s address. I want you standing on the doorstep at seven o’clock sharp or I’m driving away without you.’

      Now who was sounding like his mother?

      ‘Whatever you say.’

      Adele just knew he was doing a little cocky smirk at the phone. Her lips curled into a smile anyway.

      Impossible. The man was impossible.