‘Oh,’ she said, rubbing sleep from her eyes. ‘It’s you. How weird. We shouldn’t really have done that, should we?’ ‘I’m glad we did,’ he told her. ‘It has made me a very happy man.’ ‘But it was a drunken and irresponsible thing to do.’ ‘You might have been drunk. I wasn’t.’ ‘It was still irresponsible.’ ‘Give me one reason why it was irresponsible.’ ‘Um. You’re right. It wasn’t irresponsible at all. Yesterday was fun.’ After Shane had un-giftwrapped her and they’d spent a couple of hours beneath the canopy of the four-poster, they had shared a bath and polished off the bottle of champagne. And then a table by the window had been laid with pristine linen and silverware and dinner had been brought to their room, and they’d sat there in the hotel’s fluffy complimentary robes and played the ‘Remember when…?’ game, which didn’t last that long because they didn’t have a whole lot of shared memories, so they turned it into the ‘What if…?’ game instead.
What do You think about The Kinsella Sisters (2009)?
