Claire couldn’t take much more of her friends rib-poking fun. She could barely walk around the flat without shoes any longer, and over the last few weeks Emma had repeatedly teased Claire about that torturous night. She even had the audacity to try and repeat the event the following weekend, had Claire not been wise to her tricks, she may have found herself at Emma’s mercy yet again.

Revenge was on the cards, Emma just didn’t know it, yet.

Emma had r...