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of her very eyes with the capacity to have him packed and shipped.
    Kate pressed the search button and a large picture was displayed of Stephen .
    St ephen said he was five foot ten , athletically built, dark hair, green eyes, with an A-level in economics. He liked action films and dining out. He was good looking but not her usual type; he had a friendly smile and kind eyes. Kate stared at the photograph and took another sip of her wine. To book Stephen you had to fill in another form with your details and the date and time you wanted to order him for. Even more like shopping online at Argos , but no delivery charge. Kate took a deep breath, this was insane. What was she doing?
    She got up from the table to fetch the bottle of wine and suddenly remembered she had microwaved her dinner about half an hour ago. She set it to cook again and stared over at her computer, still displaying the smiling photo of Stephen. She put the glass of wine to her lips again and cursed the Lady Dragon for putting her in this position. The microwave beeped, she got a fork out of the drawer and, plastic container of overcooked carbonara in hand, walked back over to the table. Stephen didn’t look like an escort, that was a good thing, but did he look ordinary enough for the Lady Dragon to believe Kate was dating him? Possibly, although he was better looking than Matthew. Kate swallowed. She didn’t believe she had just thought that. She loved Matthew; she had thought he was handsome the minute she set eyes on him. She looked over at the photo of Bethan and Matthew on the sideboard. They were both smiling, father and daughter together. She had loved him but perhaps she hadn’t really ever known him. The person she had been in love with wouldn’t have left her and his daughter without a second thought.
    Now feeling angry Kate turned to the laptop and pressed a key to submit. She wanted to forget Matthew, perhaps Hermione was right, maybe a night out was in order.
     
     
    When the telephone rang it woke Kate up. She had eaten the chewy pasta meal, finished the bottle of wine and attempted to watch a programme about overweight children at a fat camp. It had been such a good documentary she had fallen asleep within the first five minutes, ju st after fifteen stone Kylie from Stoke had admitted her partiality for ring doughnuts. Half asleep she grabbed the phone and put it to her ear.
    ‘ Hello. ’
    ‘ Hello is that Kate Baxter? ’ a male voice asked.
    It was a nice voice. Soft and deep, strong yet not overpowering.
    ‘ Yes it is, ’ Kate answered.
    She was slightly concerned it could be her bank manager. It didn’t sound like him but he had been known to make his assistants do the initial call before he came on the line and gave her an earful about her financial situation. Like she wasn’t fully aware she was poor.
    ‘ Hi Kate, I’m from Elite Escorts, my name’s Joel, ’ the lovely voice informed her.
    ‘ Joel? ’ Kate queried, rubbing her eyes and trying to wake herself up. She was glad he wasn’t from the bank but concerned he wasn’t called Stephen.
    ‘ Yes, I know you were expecting Stephen but I’m afraid he’s booked up the whole weekend and I was your next best match, ’ Joel continued.
    ‘ Oh, well, I… ’ Kate began.
    ‘ I’m just ringing to check what time you want to meet up and where, ’ Joel spoke.
    ‘ Oh, I don’t know, um, I haven’t done this before, ’ Kate blurted out.
    And very unlikely to do it again and in fact wouldn’t be doing it at all if it wasn’t for her interfering childminder.
    ‘ That’s OK. Li sten, I usually meet people at Fenton ’ s the wine bar in the town square. Do you know it? ’ Joel asked her.
    ‘ Erm - I’m not sure, ’ Kate began, looking around for a pen and paper in case she needed to make notes.
    ‘ It used to be the biker’s pub, ’ Joel added.
    ‘ Oh yes, I know where that is, used to avoid it like the plague, ’ Kate spoke, overturning Bethan’s drawings