‘And well, me and Pat, we’re fine as far as two adults in a dating relationship go, but no. He’s not marriage material. I need someone who will sort me out, put me in my place a bit.’

‘And Patrick doesn’t do that?’ I was genuinely surprised.

‘No way! I enjoy the thrill of a relationship where I have the power. But I won’t want that forever, no way. I wouldn’t make a marriage out of that.’

‘Okaaaay.’ I nodded ‘That’s fine. It’s just news to me. I figured you and Patrick were, well, never mind. I know now.’

‘So, we’ll go out tonight?’ Eve was standing in front of me with her hands pressed together in a prayer fashion.

‘Yes, we’ll go out tonight.’

‘Yippee!’ Eve squealed and ran out of the room. I heard her head into her bedroom and leap onto the bed. Twenty minutes later she emerged dressed in a short, black, tight-fitted, long-sleeved dress. She stood in front of me and twirled around. I eyed her up and down and rested my gaze on her feet.

‘You’re wearing my shoes.’ I pointed down at the red shoes she was wearing, the ones I had in mind to complement my own outfit but doubted my poor swollen ankles could handle them.

‘I know. Don’t they look a-maaa-zing.’ Eve continued to twirl and I couldn’t help but smile.

That evening we left the flat, Eve dressed in my red high heels and her little black dress, me in a more sensible floaty number and flats. Aside from the fact I was exhausted, I had that fuzzy feeling in my stomach that something was brewing and it could turn in to a very interesting night.

‘Come on then, I’ll get the first round in!’ Eve whooped and the barman looked at us with a small smirk, used to this sort of clientele in a town which hosted hen and stag parties every weekend.

‘Well, okay then. Two of your finest cocktails barman.’ I slammed my fist down on the bar. Now I was out, I fancied just one drink. One drink was fine. It wouldn’t do any harm. I observed the way the barman took a moment to eye me up. I gave him a wink and threw my arm around Eve. ‘My friend is paying.’

‘Erm, well, I was.’ Eve held her handbag and shoved her hand in deep whilst she screwed her face up. ‘I definitely put my purse in here.’ Her face changed to one of enlightenment. ‘No, I remember, I took it out to buy something online earlier. I think I left it behind the chair in the lounge.’

‘Oh yeah yeah! I see, drag me out here, to make me pay. I know your game,’ I said, looking at the barman jovially.

‘No no, I’m not trying to pull a fast one. I’ll nip back and get it, Daisy. It’s my treat. I promised.’