The Gin O'Clock Club - Rosie Blake Page 0,34

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‘Er, thank you.’

‘Are you beginner or more advanced?’

‘Oh, well, I did Art GCSE.’ I shrugged, distracted by Howard who was crossing behind her. ‘But I only got a C. I did a picture of a windmill, though. I thought it was quite good.’

‘What is windmill?’

‘Oh you know, a—’ I started doing wild hand movements, the Beehive lady’s eyes widening in alarm.

‘I do not know it. You get pencil and sit in circle.’

‘Right, okey doke, thanks so much.’ I seem to have been transformed into a female Hugh Grant. I was relieved to see Grandad and his friends heading my way.

The Blonde Beehive nodded and moved off.

‘So you’ve met Aleksandra,’ Teddy said, indicating her back. ‘Cora used to love her classes. She is very good at charcoals. We thought you and Luke might enjoy the experience, something to do together, something to talk about . . . ’

I looked at the strip lights overhead, the table of squash and plastic cups, then back at the three old men staring at me expectantly, and wondered how romantic this could be.

‘And just pretend we’re not here, we’ll be quiet as mice,’ Howard said in his booming voice.

I put my hands on my hips. ‘I won’t hold my breath.’

‘What? We can do subtle,’ Howard whispered.

‘You’re about as subtle as a red suit at a funeral,’ Grandad told him.

‘Where’s Arjun?’ I asked, looking around the room.

Geoffrey blushed red and Grandad and Howard started laughing. My face moved into a frown.

‘He’s, he’s on his way,’ Howard said, clapping me so hard on the back I stumbled forward.

Grandad was smirking at something and I narrowed my eyes at them and looked around the room. What was so funny? Then I was distracted as a tall, good-looking man blustering his apologies to the lady with the beehive appeared in the doorway: Luke had arrived.

She was clutching his upper arms as she spoke to him and I could see him gesturing to me with a nod of his head. She released him and he made his way over, the ghost of a smile on his face.

‘Hey,’ I said as he kissed me.

‘Hey. That lady just told me I had a creative soul.’ Luke puffed out his chest and I opened my mouth before snapping it shut again. I didn’t want to deflate this happy man.

‘So, an art class,’ Luke said to Grandad, who shook his hand in greeting.

‘You both go and get some materials and find a place to sit,’ he said.

Luke was full of energy, jacket shrugged off, eyes firmly on the table with all the art materials. ‘This is a great idea. I wonder what we’re drawing? Maybe each other.’ Luke turned to waggle both eyebrows at me.

‘You’re a geek,’ I said, grinning as he leant in for a second kiss.

Howard gave me a thumbs-up as he moved away and I tried not to feel too self-conscious. People were settling in the large circle, easels in front of them, fixing paper to their wooden boards with masking tape. I turned back to Luke to suggest we got going and started at the new expression on his face. His eyes were bulging, and a rare blush was creeping up his neck and into his cheeks.

‘What is it?’ I frowned.

Luke’s eyes started darting around the room as if they couldn’t decide where to rest before choosing the floor as he mumbled, ‘There’s anakedarjun.’

‘A snake?’ I squealed, hand on my chest, ready to leap into his arms.

‘No, anakedarjun,’ he hissed and I waited, panting as the words sank in before turning slowly on the spot.

Ah.

A naked man.

A very naked old man.

A very naked old smiling man.

A very naked old smiling man who was waving at us.

Arjun.

‘Christ,’ I murmured, waving back uncertainly, unable to stop looking at Arjun’s penis. I turned to Luke. ‘That is Arjun and . . . that’s his cock.’

Luke’s mouth twitched and I saw tears fill his eyes as he pressed his lips together.

In the corner, Howard, Geoffrey and Grandad were practically bursting with suppressed laughter, hands clutching their sides as they stared at us and back at Arjun.

‘What is going on?’ I said out of the corner of my mouth.

‘I think this is Life Art,’ Luke hazarded a guess. ‘Or we really need to take Arjun to see somebody.’

Beehive Blonde Aleksandra started clapping in the middle of the circle. ‘Welcome to today’s session and we ready for great, great time,’ she said, indicating Arjun. ‘Arjun today model and we going to work on shadows. I come

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