Those Summer Nights (Corfu, Greek Island Romance) - Plot & Excerpts
Creamy sour yoghurt with cucumber and fresh mint on thick hunks of bread. She’d almost forgotten how good Greek food was. Afterwards, Elpida had insisted on spreading the smelly garlic paste on the blemishes. Apparently it was another Greek remedy for soothing ailments. Personally, Imogen thought it was a placebo: you were so distracted by the smell you worried less about the bites. But it was nice, being taken care of, and with a few careful dabs of concealer, she didn’t think the bites were that noticeable. ‘Ta da!’ Harry announced, coming out of the bathroom and into the main apartment. She observed him, her mouth opening in shock and surprise. ‘You’re wearing a tuxedo. You brought two sleeping bags and a tuxedo in your luggage?’ Harry smiled. ‘Well, I was in the Scouts like Tristan.’ She immediately felt underdressed in her peach cotton knee-length dress. ‘What’s wrong?’ Harry asked. ‘Nothing, I just… feel a lot less cocktail bar than you.’ Harry laughed then.
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