Tuesday was turning out to be one of those days. The cat was sick on the stairs, then the car wouldn’t start so the children were late for school. To cap it all off Andy’s new secretary called to say he was at a meeting in Edinburgh and wouldn’t be home.
Belle thanked her politely, then went to kick some furniture.
Two hours later she heard a taxi draw up, Andy thundered in and folded her in his arms.
“Edinburgh? On your birthday? I think not. Where do these girls get their ideas?”
“They just want your body.”