Beep.
"Uh... hi. It's Ceri. Ceridwen. Um... I just wanted to... um... oh bollocks, this is ridiculous. Thanks for getting me home safe. I hope you made your rehearsal. Um... see ya."
"Smooth," I muttered to myself. "Great poise. Stellar achievement."
Bronwyn stuck her head around the door. "You sounded like a randy spastic sixteen year old, just so you know."
I stuck my tongue out at her. "Eavesdropper."
"I'm bored and single, your love life is showing signs of getting amusing, I'm a nosy parker, quod erat demonstrandum."
"What love life," I snorted, tossing my phone aside. "I just wanted to thank him again."
"Uh huh. Ceri Jones, I've seen that look on your face before. You want him."
"Oh f**k off, Bron. It's been a shitty day. I don't need more abuse."
"Mm." She leaned in, planti
