Kate shrank back instinctively as the door handle to the loo began to jiggle. She stared at it, willing the intruder to give up and leave her in peace.
The jiggling stopped, then started up again, accompanied by the creak of wood as someone leaned against the door.
Drawing hard on her Marlboro, Kate rose to her feet, lifted the wooden lavatory seat and dropped the rest of the cigarette down the loo. Then she flushed it away.
‘Oh, sorry!’ the voice sang out. ‘Sometimes you think there’s someone in there and it’s just that the door’s got stuck.’
A shiver went down the back of Kate’s neck. Was that Maddy’s voice? Swivelling round, she peered up in desperation at the tiny window, but it was no bigger than a cat flap. You might just be able to squeeze a loaf of bread through there, but a grown woman? Forget it.
So she was trapped. The only way out was through the door. Meanwhile, the more she thought about it, the more convinced she became that the voice on the other side belonged to Maddy Harvey.
Bracing herself, Kate unlocked the door.
And there she was, leaning against the sink, looking even more spectacular close up, those emerald-green eyes no longer hidden behind geeky spectacles.
‘Oh. Hi.’ Maddy hesitated. ‘Sorry about the door. It gets stuck sometimes.’
Kate reached the second door, the one that would lead her back out into the corridor.
‘And I’m sorry about your ... um, accident,’ Maddy went on awkwardly.
Bitch. I’ll bet you are.
‘Yes.’ Kate fixed her with a look of utter derision. ‘I heard you laughing.’
Maddy flinched as if she’d been slapped. ‘Oh, but I wasn’t laughing at—’
‘You,’ Maddy insisted to Jake and Juliet when she rejoined them. ‘I was about to say, 'I wasn’t laughing at you,' but she just slammed the door shut in my face! God, it was awful, I was only trying to be polite. And then when I came out of the loo they were sitting there eating their meals and I wondered if I should go over and explain, but what if she’d started causing a massive scene in front of everyone, chucked a bowl of mussels over me or something?’ Maddy shuddered. ‘I just couldn’t bring myself to do it, and now everything’s more awkward than ever.’
‘So?’ Jake was typically unconcerned. ‘Don’t let it bother you. Scars or no scars, she’s always been a bitch. Anyway, we’ve got a match to play.’
‘And someone here has his eye on you.’ Juliet gave Maddy a nudge. ‘You could be about to pull.’
The last time they’d played the team from the Red Fox, Maddy had been charmed by their captain, a burly rugby-player type called Ed. Throughout the evening they had flirted happily with each other, until last orders were called and Ed had regretfully confided that he’d love to take her out some time, but he had a girlfriend. Which was sweet, of course, and showed he was the faithful, trustworthy type, but at the same time not what she’d wanted to hear.
Maddy glanced across at Ed now, throwing darts and pretending he didn’t know he was being watched.
‘He’s already seeing someone.’
‘Wrong. He sidled over when you were in the loo and asked if you were available.’ Juliet looked smug. ‘Then he casually mentioned that he’d finished with his girlfriend. I think you’ve definitely made a conquest.’
Maddy wished she could feel more enthusiastic. Before, she had been quite taken with Ed, but somehow this news no longer filled her with delight. It was like seeing a great pair of Timberlands and not being able to afford them, then walking into the shop two months later with your birthday money in your purse, realising that the yearning to own them had evaporated and that, actually, you’d much prefer a pair of fantastically sleek stiletto- heeled boots.
Oh God, was she seriously comparing Kerr McKinnon with a pair of boots?
‘Come on, you’re miles away.’ Jake pushed her forward. ‘You’re next.’
Needless to say, they lost the match. Not because Maddy’s mind wasn’t on the job but because they invariably lost. They were the worst team in the league, the upside being that their opponents were always delighted to play them.
‘Bad luck,’ said Ed, joining Maddy at the bar where she was sitting with Juliet.
Spotting the glint of intent in his eye, Juliet slid off her stool and murmured, ‘Back in a minute.’
For a single woman with no love life of her own, Juliet was an incorrigible matchmaker.
Whenever Maddy tried to interest her in a man she simply pulled a face and said easily, ‘He’s nice, but not my type.’
‘Hi.’ Now that his way was clear, Ed said casually, ‘Did you hear I’d broken up with my girlfriend?’
‘Well, yes. You told Juliet. She told me. I’m so sorry,’ said Maddy. ‘You must be devastated.’
He looked offended. ‘No, no! I finished with
‘Oh, what a shame,’ Maddy said sorrowfully, ‘I can’t. I have to babysit my niece.’
‘Both nights?’
‘Both nights. Sony.’ Aware that Jake was listening behind her, she prayed he wouldn’t give her a dig in the ribs and say embarrassingly, ‘That’s not true.’