strange seeing them sit round her dining table with Jay. Since her divorce Sapphire had avoided situations where her lovers and friends met – frankly because she never chose the men in her life for their conversational skills and she liked things to be on her terms. Jazz and Sam clearly couldn’t believe their luck at finally spending time with Jay. Jazz kept catching Sapphire’s eye when Jay wasn’t looking and mouthing ‘He’s so fit!’ Like, I know that, Jazz! Sapphire felt like replying. Why else would I be with him?
‘Jay, that was well good!’ Sam exclaimed. ‘Too good in fact,’ she added ruefully, looking down at her empty plate. She had polished off the king prawn stir-fry very rapidly. ‘What about my diet?’
‘It’s fine to eat like that once a day,’ Jay replied, ‘and it was all healthy stuff, I promise. If you want to lose weight you should be aiming to eat 1,500 calories a day, and make sure you have a good mix of protein and fresh fruitand vegetables. And make sure you eat fewer carbs the later it gets in the day.’
‘Who do you work for, Weight Watchers?’ Sapphire put in.
‘I’m a personal trainer, remember? And many of my clients want to lose weight, so I advise them about nutrition. It was one of the things I studied at college.’
That put Sapphire in her place, she knew very little about what Jay actually did all day.
‘I bet you’re very popular with your lady clients aren’t you?’ Sapphire went on. She didn’t know why but suddenly she felt like needling Jay. It had been a great evening, he’d made a fantastic meal for her friends, he was lovely, easy-going, but just too bloody perfect. ‘I bet you get some women coming on to you.’
Jazz and Sam frowned at her. Sapphire ignored them.
‘Ever shagged one of them?’ She had the devil inside her now.
Jay shook his head, ‘I’d get sacked if I did. It would be completely unprofessional.’
Sapphire laughed dismissively. ‘God, Jay, you sound so up yourself! I bet when some fit bird is thrusting her Lycra-clad arse inches away from your face you think of it. I bet you get a stiffie sometimes.’
Sam came to Jay’s rescue, ‘Ignore her, Jay. She’s got a filthy mind and she’s probably only going on because she’s jealous.’
Sam’s interjection did nothing to improve Sapphire’s mood and she could feel hot, irrational anger building up in her.
‘Do me a fucking favour! Do I get jealous?’ Sapphire exploded.
‘Sapphire’s got nothing to be jealous of,’ Jay replied calmly, ‘I’d never cheat.’
‘Where have I heard that one before?’ Sapphire said bitterly.
Then suddenly she realised why she felt so on edge with Jay: the next day would have been her fifth wedding anniversary. She’d successfully blocked it out of her mind but somehow the date had wormed its way through all her defences. A horribly familiar feeling of hurt and anger coursed through her. She got up abruptly from the table and started clearing the plates away, then stomped into the kitchen and began loading the dishwasher.
‘Hey, are you okay?’ Jay had followed her in.
She nodded and continued shoving cutlery into the dishwasher.
‘I thought you said I pushed all your buttons?’
‘I’m fine, Jay, why don’t you see if Jazz and Sam want coffee?’
‘I’ve made banoffee pie as well, I’ll serve it up and bring in coffee, you go and talk to your friends.’
‘Well, aren’t you just too perfect to be true?’ Sapphire replied sarcastically.
Jay frowned. ‘I just want your friends to have a nice evening, Sapphire, what’s the problem?’
‘Nothing, sorry. Thanks for dinner,’ she said abruptly and made to go out of the kitchen.
Jay caught her arm. ‘Sapphire, have I done something to piss you off?’
‘No, Jay, I told you I’m fine.’
He let go of her, ‘If you say so.’ But he clearly didn’t believe her.
Back at the table her friends weren’t going to let her get away with her treatment of