“Stop that!” snapped
Luigi, his black-olive eyes flashing angrily. “Stop it!” He
waited for a minute then added, more quietly, “There's no harm in
being a slut for a while. To get it out of your system. And if …
if you need love … if you need sex … with a man … well,
sometimes you can't find Mr Right so you have to accept Mr Right
Now.”
Cody shook his head. “If
I hadn't been out hunting he wouldn't have found me.”
“He's the bad one here,
Cody. Not you. He's the evil one. You did no wrong.”
“Yes I did. I lied to
Phillippa. I lied to you. I went from man to man, just for the
fuck.”
All three of them knew
that Cody would never have talked like this if he hadn't been so
shocked by what had happened to him over the last few days.
“Coads … please …
whatever you've done—and I know you've done wrong and that was why
I was so angry with you—you are not to blame for a psychopathic
pervert picking you up and drugging you and raping you and torturing
you. There's noting wrong with meeting a bloke at a pub and going
back with him. Nothing.”
“I feel so hollow, Lou.
After you … I was empty. I went out that night to find someone to
… someone to love. And I got him instead.”
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I KNEW Coads really did love Lu....
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