Fun In The Sun by repgreece (read people like a book TXT) 📕

to a furious looking Jen who hadn't been told where Nick had gone wasn't exactly the best ending to the trip," Sal said, taking the glass of wine off Fay.

"He didn't tell her about Matala?" Adam said incredulously, "Foolish guy. Poor foolish guy... think I'll phone him, just to check he's okay," Adam said, taking out his mobile phone and scrolling for Nick's number.

Adam waited for several minutes for Nick to pick up before ending the call. "Weird, no answer. I'll message him."

Sal started the DVD and they tucked into the goodies, however Fay's initial relief at seeing Sal smiling again was a little diminished by the anxiousness she suddenly felt in her. Sal was sitting there, not fully concentrating on the programme, and biting her thumb nail nervously.

Adam's phone beeped shortly afterwards and Sal simply sat tensely staring at the phone on the table until Adam finally realized that he had a message waiting for him. Fay pondered Sal's odd behaviour.

Adam read the message and frowned. "You know what, I think I'll go pop in on Nick. I need to talk to him about work anyway," he said, standing up. "And I could do with checking that Jen hasn't battered him! I'll not be too long."

Fay noticed that all the colour appeared to have drained from Sal's face.

"Adam," Sal said, halting him before he left.

He turned to Sal. "What sweetheart?"

"Give him my love," she said.

Adam cupped her face and kissed her on the cheek again. "I will."
Then he reached down and gave Fay a quick but gentle kiss on the lips. "I'll be back soon," he said.

Adam hadn't appeared to have noticed anything, but to Fay, a thought slowly occurred to her. She wasn't certain of it, so she'd wait to see, but if anyone knew anything more about it, it would be Ruth. It was Sal’s last words that had sparked off Fay’s interest, and, as Adam left the apartment, in Fay's head, 'Give him my love', seemed to echo around the room.
Chapter 40

Nick felt slightly guilty for not answering the telephone call when Adam phoned him, but he simply couldn't speak to him in the state he was in. When the text message came through however, he felt that he had to reply.

I'm okay thanks. Jen's gone to a meeting at the airport. Might as well have stayed in bloody Matala!

He wished he had stayed there too...with Sal... and made love to her, not some cold hearted control freak, out of some misguided sense of loyalty. He felt almost dirty...used.

Throwing the sheet back suddenly, he jumped out of the bed, turned on the light and made for the bathroom. He needed to shower...wash her off him...feel half decent again.

He was still in the shower, trying to shut off his troubled mind in the soothing warmth of the water, when he heard the knock at the door. It couldn't be Jen; she'd not even have reached the airport yet, and anyway, she had a key. Maybe it was Maria from the reception, wondering how many more nights they'd be staying there; he'd forgotten to let her know.

Pulling a towel from off the rail, he wrapped it around his waist and headed for the door.

"Oh, hi," he said with surprise when he opened the door to see Adam standing behind it.

"Hey there, alright if I come in?" Adam asked.

"Sure," Nick replied, opening the door wider and turning to walk across the room, where he grabbed a pair of shorts from out of his open suitcase and changed into them. "You alright?" he asked Adam. "How's things?"

"Not bad, but I was going to ask you the same question. Is Jen giving you a hard time again?" Adam asked, taking a seat in one of the purple, upholstered arm chairs by the window.

Nick Sat on the edge of the bed and ran his hands over his head at just the mention of her name. "When does Jen not give me a hard time?"

Adam winced in sympathy. "I feel for you mate."

"And when she's not giving me a hard time, she's not here. I really don't know why we're still together," he went on.

"Why are you still together?" Adam asked. He'd wondered that himself on a few occasions. Nick had been going through strife with Jen even before they had returned to the UK together. He was surprised that they were still a couple.

Nick sighed. "I don't know. She doesn't seem to want to let me go."

"So why don't you let her go?" Adam suggested.

Nick ran a hand through his hair. "I dunno. Our relationship got swept along; I didn't really have much control over it." He thought for a moment. "When I first met her, I was sure for a while we'd be good together. She'd been through shit in her past, like me. I thought we'd understand each other. You know, be there for each other. I guess that's why I feel I should stick with her; I made a promise." Adam sat and listened, letting Nick voice his thoughts. "But mate," Nick went on, huffing and shaking his head, "she's got major issues. I know it sounds lame, but I can't cope with the way her head works. She's screwed up and I don't think I can hack it."

Adam waited until Nick had finished before speaking his mind. "Nick, if a person has been through a lot of hardship and turmoil in their life, the last thing they need is to be with someone else who's been through just as much. Two hurt people can't heal each other, only hurt each other more. You need someone stable, who knows her own mind and can be understanding of your past," Adam pointed out. "And Jen needs the same. You're not doing either of you any good by staying in such a dysfunctional relationship."

Nick had listened thoughtfully to Adam's advice and sighed. "Yes, I know. I kind of realised things weren't going to go well last summer, but then, when it came to the winter, she was going back to the UK and I had a lot to face over there, and I kind of didn't want to do it alone. But then, I ended up alone anyway while she was dealing with her family, and before I knew it, she was talking about us moving back here together again. Damn it, I just wanted to get back here quickly though, so I left early," he explained. "But now I feel bad; she had a funeral to go to and her family gave her a hard time about stuff. I guess I shouldn’t have left her alone like that. Then she comes back here upset and... I’m involved in the relationship again."

"How about getting uninvolved?" Adam put to him.

"I want to," Nick stressed, "more than you realize, but... she's gonna put up a fight you know."

Adam frowned. "Nick, you can't be afraid of her."

"She's damn scheming when she wants to be Adam," Nick said. "It's not so much me, but other people I'm worried about."

"What do you mean?" Adam asked.

"Well, Sal for a start. Jen's got it in for Sal and she'll look for someone to blame if I split up with her. I don’t want Jen going near her. We spend a lot of time together. Jen thinks there's something going on behind her back..."

Adam rose an eyebrow and cut in. "And is there?"

Nick's heart thudded suddenly and, for a split second, he was tempted to tell Adam how he felt about Sal, but caution took over. Adam wasn't the most subtle person in the world when it came to relationships, and he would go straight to Sal and tell her. He'd be meaning to do good, but God, if Sal didn't feel the same and it suddenly became all awkward between them, he'd be gutted.

"No. You know me and Sal; we’re just good friends," he replied. "But Jen won’t believe that. She will think the break up was to do with Sal."

Adam contemplated Nick's dilemma. "But Sal can stand up for herself, and she has enough good friends around her too. What could Jen actually do?"

"You'd be surprised. And then there's you," he said, cautiously, pausing to see Adam's reaction.

Adam's eyes darted away from Nick then and he caught hold of the side of the curtain, peering around it to glance out of the window.

"What about me?" he asked quickly.

"Don't tell me you haven't thought before it was the fact Jen was with me, that stopped her from making a play for you again," he said.

Adam swiftly dropped the curtain and turned to look Nick in the eyes. "No, you're wrong there," he said adamantly. "The reason she won’t push it with me is because she knows I love fay. God damn it, she must know; I called Fay's name out while we were having sex!"

Opps, perhaps Adam shouldn’t have blurted that out to Nick, but he had always assumed that Nick knew he'd slept with Jen; everyone else in Agios seemed to know.

Nick had wanted to talk to Adam about this for a while now, but had always been worried that it would affect their friendship. He was quite glad now though that they were being open about it.

"Okay, let me ask you something: if you were so into Fay, how come you ended up sleeping with Jen?" Nick asked.

Adam became very still, but eventually spoke up. "I was upset and very drunk. Jen knew it and...well, she practically threw herself at me, sorry Nick, but she did. You do know that this was before you were with her, don't you?" he asked.

Nick nodded. "Yes, of course I know that. But there is my point in your answer; she's so damn manipulative. You didn't want to be with her, but you ended up in her bed anyway."

"Woa, hold on; you're not suggesting that she'll do that again are you? And that I'll fall for it."

Nick shrugged.

"No, you're so wrong there. Not now that Fay and I are together. I would rather chop my right arm off than do anything to jeopardise what we have together," he stressed.

"Maybe, but I'm just saying..."

"No maybe," Adam cut in. “Don’t use me or Sal as an excuse not to split up with Jen. We are big enough to look after ourselves, and we can deal with Jen; the question is, can you? And, do you want to enough?”

Nick thought about that. “God, yes I do,” he suddenly realised. “I wasn’t sure before, although I was pretty sure, but something was holding me back. Now though, after tonight, yes, I’m sure,” he concluded.

“Well then do it, face Jen and tell her,” Adam urged. “What happened tonight?” he asked, back tracking.

Nick groaned. “Well…” he paused awkwardly, “we had sex,” he finished. What was the point in trying to sugar coat it?

Adam hadn’t expected him to say that. “Oh, I thought you’d argued or something.”

“Not really,” Nick answered.

Adam shook his head; he was confused. “Err, okay, right…sorry, why was that so awful?”

Nick stared at Adam, wondering how much to tell him. In truth, Nick did want to offload some of the emotional turmoil he’d felt that night, and Adam was a good listener, and a good source of advice.

He sighed