T Williams - What Happens at the Beach...

As it was, that evening Philippe came to eat in the restaurant once more and Dominique was temporarily diverted from trying to get Natalie hitched up with Mark. The restaurant was packed that night and Natalie didn’t have much time to spare to chat to Philippe. There was also an influx of people just before nine o’clock so she was still working flat out, well after Philippe had finished his meal. He sat there hopefully for a while and then, when she dashed across to his table with his bill, he caught her eye and made a proposal. ‘I’ve got the boat moored at the jetty. Would you like to come round for an aperitif tomorrow evening?’

He was looking as smart as ever and he was smiling broadly. Natalie was still on a high after her job offer, so she said yes, reflecting that if the yacht was moored up, she could always make a run for it if he tried to get too intimate, not that he had demonstrated any inclination to try anything like that. Besides, she thought to herself with a little smile, her height advantage was reassuring if he were to choose to behave badly. The other reason for saying yes, she reluctantly admitted to herself, was so as to divert her from thinking too fondly of Mark who was, after all, now her boss. They arranged that she would come down to the boat at six o’clock the next day and he went off happy. She returned to her busy evening’s work.

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