Scarlet Women

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They’d been so happy together, so very happy—two survivors clinging on to the wreckage of life; but to the outside world they were winners—a glossy, polished couple so wrapped up in each other, so much in love. Or so Mira had thought.

They were voracious in their appetites. Redmond had a taste for the high life and he also had a taste for excess, and she matched him in that. They ate at the finest places, mixed with TV stars and peers of the realm…and then there was the sex: they gorged themselves on stupendous sex.

And then suddenly one day she realized she was late. She was overjoyed. She knew he would be, too.

‘What do you mean, late?’ Redmond asked her when she told him, smiling happily.

‘Late.’ Mira threw her arms wide, let out a laugh. ‘As in, I could be pregnant.’

‘Pregnant?’ He stared at her. ‘But you’re on the Pill.’

‘It’s not one hundred per cent reliable,’ she said. ‘You know that.’

He did know it. She’d told him, but he’d said they’d chance it anyway. He hated to use condoms, he liked to be naked inside her: wearing a condom was like trying to scratch your toes with your boots on; he hated the things. He’d known this could happen. So why was he standing there, saying nothing, looking at her as if she was a stranger?

‘It…doesn’t have to be a disaster though, does it?’ Mira said hesitantly, the smile dying on her face.

Redmond ran a hand through his hair. He was still looking at her in that peculiar way, like he was wondering what the fuck she was talking about.