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friend?’
    Pete shrugged. ‘That depends.’
    ‘On what?’
    ‘On whether you’re using me to make a boyfriend jealous. Are you?’
    She laughed out loud. ‘Aren’t you the cagey one?’
    ‘You still haven’t answered my question.’
    She shifted nearer. ‘Look…’ Laying her hand on his arm, she told him quietly but firmly, ‘I do not have a boyfriend. Nor am I the kind of girl who would use one man, to get at another.’
    She took hold of his hand and drew him off the stool. Without a word, she led him across the room, and through the door on the far side.
    Pete went with her willingly. He could feel the warmth of her hand in his; but it was the other girl who filled his thoughts.
    From across the dance floor Mark was surprised to see them leave. ‘Where’s he off to?’
    ‘Who?’ The auburn-haired girl followed Mark’s gaze, in time to see Pete and the girl leaving.
    ‘That’s my mate,’ Mark explained. ‘I just wondered where he was going with that girl’
    ‘Her name is Maggie,’ she told him with a giggle. ‘She’s the landlord’s daughter, and that door leads to their private quarters.’ Snuggling up to him, she whispered, ‘I hope your friend knows what he’s doing, because I hear Maggie has a huge appetite…if you know what I mean?’
    Mark laughed. ‘In that case, she’ll probably take his mind off that other woman.’
    ‘What other woman’
    ‘A woman he hasn’t even met yet.’
    ‘What do you mean?’
    Mark smiled at her. ‘Never you mind.’
    They enjoyed the music and the dancing, and when Mark commented on Pete being gone for so long, she laughed. ‘I told you Maggie had a huge appetite.’
    ‘What about you? ’ he asked. ‘What’s your appetite like?’
    ‘Good enough, I expect.’
    ‘So, do you fancy going through that door?’
    ‘Nope.’
    ‘Why not?’
    ‘Because my boyfriend’s just arrived, and I’d hate for him to beat the pulp out of you.’ With that, she ran over to where the guy was already making a beeline for Mark, an ominous expression on his face and his fists clenched tight.
    Mark might have squared up to him, but one look told him to back off. ‘Oh, God!’ Over six feet tall with bulging muscles, the ‘boyfriend’ was baying for blood. ‘Time to go!’
    He began a hasty exit towards the main door, but the guy beat him to it. ‘In a hurry are we?’
    ‘Leave him alone!’ The auburn-haired girl got between the two of them. ‘He’s no threat to you,’ she yelled, ‘… he’s gay .’
    ‘Like hell he is!’ The blond guy with the two girls pushed his way through. ‘I’ve been watching this creep! He’s not gay. He’s been eyeing my girls all night. I’ll teach him a lesson he’ll never forget!’
    Before he could get to Mark, an almighty noise erupted from overhead. There was the sound of a woman’s voice screaming, and what seemed like furniture being thrown about. ‘That’s Maggie!’ The barman set off at a run towards the private quarters. ‘Quick, she’s at it again!’
    Pandemonium followed, with everyone running up the stairs with Mark in front. ‘Run for it, Pete!’ he kept on shouting. ‘Run for it!’ Then somebody clapped him round the ear and deafened him.
    Upstairs, the barman put his shoulder to the door and burst into the room. There was Maggie, with Pete at her mercy.
    Handcuffed to the bed, his shirt torn to shreds and his trousers round his ankles, Pete looked terrified. ‘Get her off me!’ he screamed, ‘she’s a bloody maniac!’
    There was an outburst of laughter as the barman wrenched them apart. ‘I’ve told youbefore…’ he warned Maggie, ‘…some men don’t enjoy the things you do. Now unlock the handcuffs and behave yourself.’ Pete lurched off the bed and the barman threw him across the room. When Pete’s trousers tripped him up, the bloke with the two girls dragged him to his feet and slung him head-first onto the landing.
    ‘Take your poncy friend and don’t ever show your faces