Seven Gigolos

I promised I’d help the villagers at Sanders’ Hamlet as a way to repay their kindness to Kieran. Kieran was still liaising with the local town council about building a road for the village. ‘Congratulations,’ Zea said in a low voice. ‘I hope you two have a happy life together.’ ‘Thank you.’ ‘Will you come back to visit?’ ‘When we have the time, sure.’ I passed the phone back to Kieran. They chatted for a while more before hanging up. Kieran and I looked at each other, thinking about the village. ‘It was raining,’ he said. ‘The night you came to look for me in the mountains.’ ‘Uh-huh.’ ‘We hid in a cave. Then you took off your clothes and seduced me.’ ‘I did not! I took off my clothes because they were wet.’ Kieran continued as if he didn’t hear me, ‘Then you gave me a come-hither look. I was bewitched. You put a spell on me.’ ‘You are full of it, mister.’ ‘You seduced me, then you rode me like a horse.’ ‘Shut up!’ I tossed the pillow at him. ‘I have to return the favour.’ He pinned me