Chapter 8
Chapter Eight
The noise of the doorbell made Lilly jump.
She was deep in thought about what she had done today.
It wasn’t regret she was feeling but a sense of nothingness.
A state of limbo, she had a clean canvas and had no clue what she was going to do next.
There were so many possibilities of what she could do.
She had Elijah’s offer of a job, and she could always keep painting.
She had sold a few canvases under a fake name and had a few commissions secured.
She had a future in the art world, if she chose to go down that path.
Padding through the morning room and out into the open plan lounge and kitchen, she reached the front door and let in the whirlwind that was Angie.
“I have wine,” Angie declared.
She swept past Lilly in high-heeled stiletto peep toe shoes with a short flared black dress. Her bouncing jet black curly hair had a personality all of its own.
“Have you already started drinking Angie? You seem exuberant even for you,” Lilly asked.
“Nope. I am just so happy that you’ve come to your senses. I’m a little hurt that it took McHottie only six months to convince you when I have spent the best part of two years trying to convince you. I won’t hold a grudge Lilly because I adore you,” Angie said.
“Oh, don’t be hurt, it was me in the end that made the decision. I could happily throw up now that I have made it.”
Angie came across the carpeted floor and gave Lilly a cuddle, she was a lot shorter than Lilly. Her head rested on Lilly’s breast, and Angie always made fun and nestled her head on them just to embarrass Lilly. It was her favourite pastime as it was so entertaining to see her blush.
“Let’s talk about this evening, show me your knickers,” Angie asked.
“Angie, please, not this again,” Lilly whined.
“Show me them,” Angie demanded, hands on her hips, head nodding to the hem of her dress.
“Fine,” Lilly relented.
Lilly lifted her blue dress and showed her blue knickers.
“Excellent, they should get him hard in no time and you’re bare-legged too for easy access.”
“Bloody hell Angie, do you have to be so crude?”
“Tell me you didn’t dress this evening for McHottie. Go on I dare you to say it,” Angie demanded, her eyebrows almost reaching her hairline in question.
“Ok, I did, so you can hush up now.”
“Yay. Good for you, girl. Elijah wants you so badly. He’s besotted with you, it’s about time you two got together. A new life starts now, I’m sure that was what your text said earlier today.”
Lilly thought back to the text she sent and nodded her assent taking the offered glass of wine.
Taking a large swig of the wine she placed it on the nearest flat surface and continued to apply her mascara.
She watched in the mirror as Angie circled the room, dancing to the music playing and touching everything as she went.
Angie had always been a tactile person right from the start.
Lilly had met Angie at the café she got her latte from each morning.
Angie was in there one morning, being served before her.
Angie wasn’t looking where she was going and walked straight into Lilly.
Luckily, the lid was on her coffee, so only a small amount had shot out of the hole in the top and landed on Lilly’s front. All over her left breast.
Angie had instantly grabbed some napkins and wiped down her breast without any hesitation. Much to the amusement of others and Lilly as she carried on until she had satisfied herself that she had cleaned Lilly up.
From then on they were inseparable as friends and Angie took it as her life’s mission to direct Lilly’s life.
“What are you doing Angie?” Lilly asked, like she would a quiet child out of sight.
“Just checking out your new stuff and thinking what I can pilfer while you’re not looking.”
“Oh, ok, just checking,” Lilly said and grinned.
“Are you ready yet because I want to chat up some hot men while you swoon over McHottie?”
“Keep your pants on Angie I’m ready.”
“I’m not wearing any but I get your point, let’s go,” Angie announced, picking up her handbag and drank the last of her wine.
Lilly rolled her eyes at her honesty and hoped that it wasn’t windy out tonight.