Small World

Kayleigh left the café. ‘You can go now,’ she said to Frank, who gave a curt nod and spun on his heels. She sat alone in her car, pensive. Then she drove off. Half an hour later, she arrived at a villa. Familiar with the layout, Kayleigh did not wait for an invitation. She went straight to the second floor where the master bedroom was located. Before she could knock, however, a moan stopped her dead in her tracks. Kayleigh put down her hand, leaned against the wall and waited. A long, long while later, the woman in the bedroom climaxed with a loud cry. Then the oak door opened. The source of the moan staggered out, unsteady in her heels. She was half-naked, her blouse buttons undone. The woman had a look of pure ecstasy on her face. Still basking in postcoital bliss, she did not notice Kayleigh and walked past her, weak-kneed. Kayleigh shot a disdainful look at the woman’s back before stepping into the bedroom. The soft and comfortable king-sized bed was a mess of rumpled sheets and cl