Nisha’s Husband Swap 2: New Year. Chapter 1
“No. Let me freshen up before you go down there. Not yet, Chris, no….”
Nisha loved people-watching and had deliberately chosen to sit on the balcony at a table which afforded her an unobstructed view of the people eating and drinking in the busy bar below. She knew her best friend, Meenakshi, wouldn’t arrive for their lunch date for at least another fifteen minutes, and her phone was almost dead. So, with a bottle of Prosecco chilling in a bucket on the table and a few quiet moments to herse...