The Braille Club (The Braille Club #1) Read Online Free PDF

he, not Benedict kept the friendship going. That’s why he had been so surprised and quietly pleased at the weekend offer. Matt noticed Benedict check his phone again.
    “Are you waiting on an important call?”
    “No,” said Benedict. “I mean yes.”
    Matt regarded Benedict in surprise, he had never seen him act or look this way. If it hadn’t been Benedict, he would have sworn…what…he couldn’t put his finger on it. Detachment was usually his best defence, and he wore it daily like armour but not, it seemed, today.
    “I see, business okay?” he asked.
    “God yes, never better,” replied Benedict.
    They lapsed into silence again, and Matt realised what was wrong with Benedict. “Is this about last night?” Matt asked.
    Benedict scowled, and Matt thought, Bull’s-eye . He remembered the pretty girl at the club, regretting he’d returned to the hotel with Benedict.
    “Well, I’m happy to go back, if you are,” he said. “I’ve never seen so many babes in one room! This time, if you’re leaving early, I’ll make my own way back to the hotel ’cos I’m feeling lucky.” He grinned.
    “Fine,” Benedict relented. “I’ll go for a bit but I need to work today. Will you be okay on your own?”
    Matt gestured towards the beautiful infinity pool outside, surrounded by comfortable sun loungers, and grinned.
    “Yeah, it will be tough but I’ll manage.”
    “I’ll text you when I’m back in the hotel, shouldn’t be later than five o’clock.” And he was gone.
    Matt headed for the pool, picked his lounger of choice, and prepared for a long hot day in the sun. Benedict was in Spain to try to secure a consultancy on a complete renovation of an existing villa in a prime location along the coast. The present owners wanted to revamp the entire building.
    Matt, always impressed by his friend’s talent, believed his proposed drawings were outstanding, but competition for these projects was fierce. He lacked Benedict’s flair for excellent design and his knack for interpreting a client’s brief, but he was happy in his job, and his work was solid.
    Matt was proud of his body. Smaller than Benedict with a stockier frame, he worked out every day and it showed. Baby faced with dark blond hair, kind brown eyes, and an outgoing personality, he was never short of company. Many of the women around the pool looked at him admiringly. Feeling happy and contented, he further entertained his audience by covering his body in sun tan lotion. He read for a while as the sun crept along the sky until he was forced to plunge into the pool to cool down. A natural swimmer, he enjoyed the thirty lengths up and down the pool. Tired from his swim and the sun, he couldn’t believe how fast the afternoon passed. Re-applying more sun cream, he soon drifted off to sleep under the hot glare of the sun until interrupted by a voice behind him.
    “Excuse me, is this bed free?”
    Matt glanced up, surprised by how busy the pool had become. He realised his things were strewn all around him. Embarrassed, he got up and then stopped, staring at the woman now inches away from him.
    Shit , he thought. Shit it’s her, Ben’s girl . The woman, misunderstanding, assumed he hadn’t heard her and repeated her question.
    “Sorry,” he blurted, unnerved by her presence. He gathered his belongings, dragging them over towards his lounger.
    “Thank you,” she said, smiling.
    He nodded, stunned by her beauty, her long blonde curls held back by sunglasses and her bronzed skin shimmering in the sunlight.
    Her eyes and face had a quizzical look, and he realised he was staring at her. Dropping his gaze, he turned away and decided now was the perfect time for a drink. He pulled on his t-shirt, picked up his phone and slid it into his pocket. He glanced back; she’d settled down to read a book. Matt sat down in the shade drinking his beer, watching the girl from his vantage point at the bar. He pulled out his phone and sent a text to