Suzi's stuck between two men. Matt Murphy, old boyfriend and now engaged to her housemate Debbie and Ed McEwan, First Officer and fitty, but who is going out with Candy. Suzi's dad has just had a suspected heart attack and Ed has driven her down to visit him. At the moment they've nearly had sex on the kitchen table at her dad's house (see last post) but they have been interrupted by someone appearing at the door. As expected love never runs smoothly...
Diary of a Long haul Stewardess
‘Mia!’ I exclaimed, grabbing my blouse off the chair where it had been discarded and holding it up in front of me in an attempt to cover myself up. The relief that swept over me was as intense as when I’d been allowed to leave the assembly hall to go for a pee when I was in primary school. ‘What the hell are you doing here?’
‘Jeez, Suz,’ Ed groaned as he moved away from me clutching his groin.
‘Ohmygod. Ed I’m so sorry,’ I exclaimed leaving my sister for the moment and going over to where he was bent double.’ Are you alright?’
‘I’ll survive,’ he said trying to straighten up. ‘But I don’t know whether my future children will.’
‘Sorry Suz, didn’t realise you’d be having a shag in dad’s kitchen. I came down to make sure the animals were ok. You seem to have got here first,’ Mia said as she dumped her rucksack down on the floor and walked over to Ed. Holding out her hand she introduce herself. ‘Hi, I’m Mia. Suzi’s more attractive but equally charming sister.’
‘Ed.’ Ed said amused as he stood up straight and took her out stretched hand.
‘We spoke on the phone, earlier, didn’t we?’ Mia said turning to where I was standing behind her. ‘You kept him quiet Suz. Not surprising though,’ she added glancing back at him. ‘I’ll give you two a couple of moments to get your clothes on shall I?’ And with that she walked out of the door and we heard her feet clatter on the wooden floor as she went upstairs.
‘I’m so sorry, Ed,’ I apologised walking over and putting my hand on his arm.
‘Come here,’ he said as he grabbed me, holding me tight as he bent his head to kiss me again. ‘Looks like we may have to put everything on hold… again.’ He concluded ruefully. ‘Don’t know how you manage it Suz. But if I wasn’t the persistent kind, I’d think you planned this just to avoid me.
‘Oh, and my behaviour just then was all avoidance tactics was it?’ I questioned, putting on my shirt and buttoning it up.
‘Maybe not,’ Ed agreed. ‘Just wished we’d got a bit further than the last time before we were interrupted.’
‘Last time,’ I reminded him. ‘I was naked.'
Ed grinned and kissed me again. ‘And a very nice sight it was too.’
I smiled as I tucked my shirt into my skirt and finished straightening my appearance just as Mia came back into the room.
‘So how long have you two been an item?’
‘Mia, there’s no need for the full inquisition now. How long are you planning to stay?’
‘Bit blunt aren’t you? I can go if you like. Although I’m not sure when the next bus is.’
I realised how mean that must have sounded and started to back track. ‘No I didn’t mean that. It’s just…’
‘…it’s just that we’re about to cook dinner and Suzi wasn’t sure if you were staying to eat with us.’ Ed finished for me. I gave him a quick look of thanks.
‘Didn’t look like dinner to me, unless you were on the menu, Suz,’ Mia said. ‘Depends what you’re having. I only intended to stay overnight and then go in the morning. But I can go now, if you like and leave you two alone.’ She made to pick up her bag.
‘Mia.’ Ed said walking over and taking it out of her hand. ‘Stay. You just caught us at an awkward moment.’
‘Tell me about it. Although it looked as though you were on to a winner there, Ed,’ Mia said smiling at me. ‘Bit of a catch, our Suzi.’
Ed put his arm round her shoulder and whispered in her ear. The two of them laughed and looked at me.
‘What?’ Ed asked me as I glared at him. How dare he conspire with my baby sister who’d he’s only just met? I could see how he did it. No wonder Candy felt the need to spy on him. This man was a nightmare, turning on his charm like a tap. Mia came over and stood next to me.
‘You could be twins,’ Ed said reaching into the cupboard and taking another glass that he filled with champagne and gave to Mia.
‘Funny you should say that,’ she responded. ‘It’s been remarked on before but I’m in much better nick than this old lady.’
‘I’m only three years older,’ I reminded her.
‘Now Ed what are you cooking for us then?’ Mia continued ignoring me.’ I’m starving.’
I sat down at the kitchen table and proceeded to watch as my sister flirted with Ed who was preparing the meal. She giggled. She leaned provocatively on the worktop, leg pushed out in front while she twisted a strand of brunette hair around her finger. She hung on his ever word as he proceeded to tell her about his job as a pilot. Her teeth flashed white as she threw back her head and laughed at one of his anecdotes. Ed smiled, winked at me and tried to bring me into the conversation.
‘I didn’t realise you had such an interesting younger sister, Suz.’
‘Always was the more popular one,’ Mia piped up. ‘Suzi’s dreadfully competitive though. Have you noticed? Always gets riled over the smallest thing. Couldn’t bear to have her arse whipped at any game, especially Monopoly when we were kids. Can’t take the competition, can you Suz?’ Mia goaded playfully.
There was no point retaliating to her comments. I’d learnt years ago that Mia was one of those annoying people who always have to have the last world, no matter what argument you came back with. I sipped my drink determined to remain calm and not let her have the upper hand.
‘What do you do, Mia?’ Ed asked.
‘I’m at Uni, studying History of Art,’ she answered grandly, followed by a toss of the hair and a flutter of her eyes. I’d had enough of this. It was bad enough having to deicide whether Ed was for real but having to watch my little sister make eyes at him was out of the question.
‘How’s Max?’ I enquired. I decide that the only way to shut my sister up was to bring her back to earth. She had been stringing Max, her boyfriend, along for a couple of years now. Whatever she did he always came running back for more. It was time to make his presence known to present company.
‘He’s fine. Gone away with the boys this weekend thankfully. Far too clingy.’ she confide to Ed. ‘Can’t stand men that are like that.’ She turned away from me towards Ed, excluding me from the conversation as she proceeded to inform him on what she liked about her men. I smiled. She obviously still couldn’t take her drink. Verbal diarrhoea always did come tumbling out of her mouth, even when we were younger. She was working it far too hard. I could see Ed nodding politely with the practised air of a pro. He looked like he’d been caught by an extremely demanding passenger who was refusing to let him get back to the cockpit.
With the curry bubbling away on the stove and the light from outside beginning to dim, I reckoned it was about time for someone to do the last check on the animals. So, leaving them to it, I carefully slipped my feet into Dad’s wellington boots standing in the porch, picked up the pig feed and slipped outside.
The chickens were wandering close to their hen house and Gruff was chewing quietly on the other side of his pen when I entered the garden. I wandered over to Clarence and Clarrisa, lifting the latch on their gate. The two pigs ignored me and continued to snuffle and dig up the earth with their snouts looking for food. I went over to their trough and poured in the bucket of slops.
‘Blimey, can that girl talk,’ Ed said as he came over to join me, standing just outside the pen. His smart brown shoes just missing squelching in a muddy patch of ground.
‘She gets it from our mum,’ I offered as a way of explanation. ‘I’m more like Dad.’ I finished feeding the pigs. Taking the empty bucket I wandered over to the chickens and shooed the last one up the ramp, closing the door behind it.
‘Bit of a country girl at heart, are you?’ Ed asked leaning on the wooden rail of the pig sty and watching me.
‘I suppose so. Definitely more than Mia. She couldn’t survive without a Starbucks or McDonalds. It’s peaceful here. I like being with this lot.’ I gestured towards the animals all now safely locked up for the night. ‘They’re uncomplicated.’
‘What made you start flying then?’
‘It’s a long story,’ I answered joining him. Now was not the time to tell him about Matt. Ed took the bucket from my hand but as he did so lost his balance and slipped on the soft mud. With no grip on his soles his legs went from underneath and in one swift movement they flew up in the air leaving him lying flat on his backside in the mud.
‘Perhaps I’ll tell you another time,’ I laughed as I endeavoured to help him to his feet. He hadn’t hurt himself. The only bruising being to his ego but as he turned round the whole of his back was covered in thick, oozing brown mud. ‘Not a country boy then?’
Ed wiped his backside with his hand and twisted round to see the extent of the damage. ‘Seems I’ll have to get my kit off after all,’ he said.
‘Watch it,’ I warned. ‘It might send Mia into overload, the sight of your rippling muscles.’
‘What about you, Suzi? Will it send you into overload?’
‘I’m there already,’ I joked as we walked back to the house.
Mia, who had been laying the table, looked up concerned when we walked in.
‘He’s fine,’ I said. ‘Nothing a shower and washing machine can’t fix. Go and take your clothes off, Ed. Dad’s probably got something you could borrow for the time being while I wash your stuff.’ Ed walked out of the room and we heard him clamber upstairs and run the shower.
‘Good job, Mia,’ I said sarcastically. ‘Thanks for the master class in seduction techniques. Shame it wasn’t successful. Is no man safe from you?’ Even now she could wind me up. I thought we’d left our rivalry behind when we grew up. No wonder we didn’t meet up very often. Mia shrugged her shoulders and continued with what she was doing. ‘Thought it was worth a try,’ she said leaning over and placing the knives down.
By the time Ed had washed, the curry was ready. He came downstairs dressed in some joggers and an old T shirt of Dad’s. I put his dirty clothes in the washing machine along with some of my dark coloured laundry from my suitcase. At least I knew what Mia was all about, I reasoned as I poured the powder into the slot and pressed the start button. It really wasn’t worth spoiling an evening over. So by the time we’d finished the meal and two bottles of wine later, Mia was reminiscing about our childhood escapades while I tried to stop her revealing too much detail. I started to yawn. It had been a long time since I’d had a good night’s sleep. The mixture of food and drink had left me feeling mellow. ‘Probably time to turn in,’ I said looking at Ed to gauge his reaction.
‘Good idea. Shall I take the single and you two the double?’ Ed suggested grinning at me. I grinned back at him. He was making it easy for me. There was no way I could sleep with him for the first time with my sister next door listening to my every moan. That’s always supposing Ed was good enough to make me moan.
‘I’ll get the sheets,’ Mia organised. ‘Come on Ed, come and help me make the beds. We can leave this till the morning,’ she commanded piling the dirty plates up on the draining board. ‘It’s been a hell of a day.’
So it was only fifteen minutes later that I found myself slipping into my Dad’s double bed with my sister on the other side. Not quite the scenario I’d hoped for but to be honest I was so exhausted for once I didn’t care. I looked at Mia lying, her back to me, as she fiddled with the duvet. She always had been demanding as a child. My parents had split up when she was just thirteen: just as she was at her most vulnerable. It was no wonder her need for attention had continued into adult hood. I gently stroked her back. ‘I’m glad your here,’ I said as a wave of sentimentality swept over me.
She turned over and looked at me, her dark hair fanning out across the pillow. ‘Me too. Sorry I interrupted your evening. He’s nice, isn’t he?’
‘I think so,’ I answered. But nice wasn’t good enough. Loads of men were nice. What I wanted to know was, was he worth it?