blaming you.” He disappeared, and I found a seat at the edge of the terrace. I couldn’t spot Sarita or Mabel anywhere, and I didn’t really know anyone else here. Michaela was over at the bar next to James and several other people I didn’t recognise.
When Neil returned, he took the seat right next to mine, which left us both facing out with our backs to the wall. His arm brushed mine as he offered me a can that purported to be a margarita, alongside a glass with ice. “Here you go.”
“Thanks. Which one did you go for?”
“Whiskey sour.”
“Ambitious choice. Okay, moment of truth,” I said as I opened my can and poured its contents into the glass while Neil did the same. We were quiet as we each took a sip.
“Well, it’s not disgusting, but it isn’t delicious either,” I said. “How’s yours?”
“It’s okay. I’m a bit jetlagged, so I don’t plan on drinking much tonight anyway. I tend to fall asleep when I get drunk, so don’t let me have anything else after this.”
I nodded and fell quiet as I took another sip. Then, my curiosity got the better of me. “So, did you go on any other nights out while you were in New York? Other than the night you already told me about?”
Neil shook his head. “When would I have found the time? I spent most of my evenings video calling with you.”
“That’s true. I’m quite an awesome distraction, aren’t I?”
He glanced at me, his eyes seeming to trace down the slope of my nose. “You’re certainly distracting.”
Tingles filled my chest. “Good distracting or bad distracting?”
“I haven’t decided yet,” he teased, and I scowled at him playfully.
“Thanks for finishing my accounts, by the way. You did an amazing job. I passed my audit with flying colours.”
“You did? That’s great. Let me know if you need a hand for next year.”
“That’s okay. I should probably get myself a real accountant next year. If I’d done that from the beginning, the audit might never have happened.”
“You’re right. You should get an accountant, though I’m going to miss tidying up your messes.”
“At least you won’t have to worry about going bright red figuring out whether my expenses are business or personal,” I said with a wink.
Neil shook his head, not meeting my gaze as he sipped his drink. “Why would you bring that up?”
“Because it’s funny. It’s also funny that you’re still embarrassed about it. Everyone buys sex toys, Neil. It’s perfectly normal.”
“Not everyone,” he said in a quiet voice.
I blinked at him. “You’ve never bought a sex toy?”
“It’s not the same for men. When women buy dildos, it’s a symbol of eroticism and empowerment. Some bloke going into a sex shop and buying a fleshlight has much seedier connotations.”
I tilted my head as I sat back. “I don’t know. The image of you going to town on a fleshlight is very erotic, in my opinion.”
Neil gaped at me. “Afric!”
I chuckled loudly. “What? I’m joking. Well, kind of. But you’re right. There is definitely a discrepancy between men and women in that area, but there shouldn’t be. Everyone is someone’s cup of tea, you know?”
He glanced at me, an odd expression on his face when he said, “Yeah, I know.”
“Neil, introduce us to your friend,” came a voice, and we both looked up. Leanne and Callum stood before us, a handsome couple if ever I saw one. They had that glossy attractiveness that marked them as celebrities. I suspected it was down to being able to afford fancy skin treatments and personal stylists the rest of us didn’t have access to.
Next to me, Neil sat up a little straighter.
“Oh, hi, um, this is Afric,” he said as both of them took me in with interest.
“I’m actually a friend of Michaela’s,” I said. “I met Neil through her. It’s great to meet you both, though. I’m a big fan of the show.”
“That’s very kind of you,” Leanne said, her eyes going from me to Neil and then back to me. “You wouldn’t happen to be the friend Neil’s been sending selfies to?”
I laughed and looked at Neil. “You’ve been telling people about the selfies? That was supposed to be our little secret.”
Neil rolled his eyes. “Don’t listen to her. There’s no secret.”
“Or is there?” I went on, waggling my eyebrows, and Leanne and Callum both laughed.
“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you, Afric,” Callum said. “Neil hasn’t shut up talking about you the whole time we were in New York.”