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One day, all this firmness will be soft, said Nathan, resting his cheek on Iris�s flat white stomach. Iris thought that he sounded like he wanted them to grow old together, and she didn�t know quite how she should feel … Continue reading →

On the last night before Christmas, Iris bumped heavily into Nathan, trying not to drop the carrier bags that were biting heavily into her cold fingers. His face grinned and glowed in the bitter December night air. Come and have … Continue reading →

Iris paused outside the kitchen door and scanned the notice-board for something new to read; she did not want to go in while they were in there, and get dragged into whatever silliness they were gossiping about. Instead she eavesdropped, … Continue reading →

Iris was uncomfortably aware of her own voice in the quiet office, and lacked the confidence not to care if other people were listening. She was good enough at her job, but newish, and shy, and the furniture had been … Continue reading →

Morning light seeped round the curtains, and the air felt cold outside the blankets. Helena had slept in the unaccustomed intimacy of Matthew�s arms, her head tucked into his chest, and her limbs were crying out to be stretched. He … Continue reading →