They’d had another drink and chatted at the tennis club after Michael had changed. Kay’s main problem this Monday morning was trying not to imagine him without his top on every time she saw him. She was very happy that her tennis was so poor. She’d need plenty of lessons and Michael had volunteered to give them to her. During the break she joined Vanessa at her desk. “I think I might join the tennis club,” she told her. “That would be good. I know Mike doesn’t like all the people there, but most of us are all right. Sorry about my fiancé. You’ll like him when you meet him properly. Maybe sometime we could have a game of doubles.” “I think that will be a long time in the future.” Kay sipped her tea. “It’s funny about Mike, isn’t it? We all thought he’d be married by now. There are plenty of women at the club who’d jump at the chance to marry him. He’s quite a catch.
