Behind the Sofa

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That woman needs a volume switch, Morgan thought as he tried to enjoy his coffee. But if Morgan thought that the loud Spanish lesson going on at the table behind him was bad enough, his day was about to get a whole lot worse. He closed his eyes and warmed his hands on his coffee cup; the weather had taken a turn for the grumpy and Morgan had not come out dressed for the chill wind that was getting under his skin. He tried his hardest to drown out the Spanish voices and concentrate on the soft jazz, gently emanating from the speakers. The coffee smelt good, he smiled. He liked this place, despite the local teaching community using it as an auxiliary classroom, it was usually peaceful, and what was better, none of his women knew about it.

God he’d got himself in a bit of a mess with women in the last few months, he was just meant to be having a bit of fun but it was getting messy. First of all there was Suzy from reception, but then when Leila turned up in his office he just could help but ask her for a drink, a drink that turned into a fumble and a trip back to her place. Then of course there was Isabelle who’d been on and off for months, gosh nearly a year actually. All of them were meant to be friends with benefits but all of them w\ere getting more serious. He knew if he looked at his phone now he’d have messages from all three of them. So he’d leave his phone in his pocket and bury his head in the sand. He was going to have to make a decision soon but that was easier said than done. Could you be in love with three women at the same time? At least one thing was in his favour - the three girls didn’t know each other.

‘Hi Morgan,’ Morgan opened his eyes and saw Isabelle standing there.

‘Hi Isabelle,’ Morgan said, wondering how the hell she’d found him there. ‘What are you doing here?’

‘I’ve got my Spanish lesson.’ Isabelle nodded to the table with the Spanish teacher sitting on it..

‘Oh right!’ Morgan said with a sense of relief. Isabelle sat at the table behind him engaging with the loud Spaniard. Morgan closed his eyes again and returned his attention to his coffee. He had at least 20 minutes to enjoy it, then he could escape.

‘Hi Morgan,’ Not again. Morgan opened his eyes, there was Leila.

‘Hi Leila,’ Morgan said. ‘What are you doing here?’ He could feel Isabelle’s eyes burning into him from behind.

‘I’m meeting a friend,’ Leila said. Again Morgan breathed a sigh of relief. ‘And you?’

‘Oh just enjoying some peace and quiet before going to meet Paul.’  Morgan had no intention of meeting Paul, but it was his go to lie.

‘Okay, I’ll leave you to it,’ Leila said.

This time Morgan decided it was time to drink up and get out, two of his women in one place! No, scratch that, make it three. This was like watching Doctor Who as an eight year old, Morgan wanted to climb behind the sofa.

Leila and Suzy were air kissing and then Suzy blew Morgan a little kiss.

Morgan smiled uneasily and grabbed his coat and left.

‘You know I told you I was seeing someone,’ Morgan overheard one of his lovers say to the other as he was close to the door. ‘It’s Morgan.’

Morgan ran, ran like the wind dropping his mobile phone in the bin as he did so.