The telephone conversations continued on our ‘nights off’, and I found myself growing closer to Phil than I had with any other partner I’d had.
It was such a shame he had to spoil it.
“What are you doing this evening?”
“It’s eight o’clock already, so I’ll probably just have a bath and an early night,” I had a suspicion where this was going.
“Can I come round?”
“OK,” I said cautiously, “it’s just I’ve had a long day, and I don’t feel like dressing up.”