Sophie

Sophie almost cried out as she watched the two pairs of feet approach the bed under which she was hiding.

And then it struck her.

“He’s going to shag her! Oh, Sweet Jesus!’ Sophie closed her eyes, screwing them up and tried to shut out the sounds the woman began making, as Worthington’s trousers and his boxers slid to his polished shoes. It would have been comical if it had not been so terrifying.

“Loud enough to wake the dead.’ She thought in ...