Most people annoyed me. Fen didn’t. He excited me. Thrilled me, though it probably said more about me than him that I got giddy over him opening a tin of baked beans and banging them into a saucepan. Right. It’s the baked beans that make your heart thump like this. Actually, it was. Because it was everything about Fen that lit me on fire, even the way he was chewing on his lip as we crossed the village boundary. Leave that lip alone. It’s mine.
