The Real Deal
‘A FAREWELL gift, Tammy.” Gavin handed me a small parcel.
Today was our very last date, but I brushed back the tears and carefully unwrapped it.
The blue velvet box contained a pair of glittering star-shaped earrings. Were they diamonds?
“Wow. They’re so elegant! Thank you.”
“They’re the real deal. So take good care of them.” He kissed me on the cheek and quietly left the luxury hotel room.
I then deleted his number from my phone. I’d used a female name as cover – Gina.
I hadn’t been looking for an affair. I’d met Gavin through my work. I was a mystery shopper where I had to pose as a customer and write reviews of hotels and bars. I could be sent anywhere at any time. I’d be at home, watching a soap with a cuppa, and my phone would
