softly.
I pulled a lace and it came free! ‘Ta dah!’
Rob pulled the other one, and I could see his hands were turning a bit more of a normal colour.
‘Thanks.’
‘You’re welcome.’
He quickly pushed himself up from the floor and held down a hand for me to grab on to. I did so and was propelled upward into a standing position far quicker than I expected.
‘Ooh!’ I wobbled, ‘Headrush.’
‘Sorry,’ Rob was apologetic as he steadied me, ‘I’m used to heaving blokes up off the rugby field. You’re a bit lighter.’
I acknowledged the likelihood of that.
‘I’m going to take a shower. I picked up some lunch on the way back.’
‘Ok. Yes, go and warm up, for goodness’ sake. I’ll make us some drinks.’
I was just dishing up the soup and warm bread Rob had brought back with him when he walked back into the kitchen. He was dressed in a pair of well-worn cargo trousers with a loose t-shirt over the top. Rummaging in the same laundry pile I’d gone through earlier, he pulled out a hoody and slipped it on. He took the dishes, put them in place on the breakfast bar, and turned to take the plate of bread.
‘I like this look.’ he said, smiling at the, admittedly eclectic, style I’d ended up with today.
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