The Naughty Girls Book Club by Sophie Hart

The festive season holds mixed memories for me. In one corner of the kitchen was a Christmas pudding, a single carton of custard and a bottle of Champagne. We had planned to spend Christmas with my parents so there was no food in our house… Almost no food. An amazing, astonishing, lively girl who was instantly the most beautiful person in the entire world. I have no idea how long we stared at her, before I realized it has been a long time since the scrambled eggs and I’d done a lot of hard labour since then. A little girl, blue until she breathed and turned pink. “No one touch me.” I wiggled my hips energetically.

“Keep your hands to yourself,” I snarled. I discovered that dancing to Killer Queen and Fat bottomed Girls was the best way to handle the pain. My husband had given me a ghetto blaster and I put on the one CD I owned – Queen’s Greatest Hits. In between contractions, we opened Christmas presents. When the contractions started again I called midwife and asked if it would be born today… Christmas Day. “Contractions every ten minutes? Yes, I think so!”

We drove back home, and got to admire the emptiness of the roads at 6.30am on Christmas day. “You couldn’t stand there making scrambled eggs if you were in labour.” It wasn’t due for another week, so I planned to enjoy Christmas.Īt 4am, I shook my husband: “I think that was a contraction.” Despite trying to convince me to go back to sleep, I finally got him up and started making breakfast. She likes to spend her time going on nice holidays, making half-hearted attempts to exercise, and lusting after Daniel Craig.In the run up to Christmas, the Madeleine Milburn Literary Agency will be posting an entry from one of our authors each day, offering anything from writing tips and their inspiration, to Christmas memories and their wishes for the year to come.Ĭhristmas 1998, I was down the country visiting my parents, waddling my pregnant belly up to Midnight Mass and wondering how much turkey I could eat before the baby arrived. Sophie Hart lives in London with her boyfriend and her collection of naughty books. Saucy and sexy chicklit fiction at its most seductive, this is romance perfect for fans of Jilly Cooper and Indigo Bloome. Inspired by their naughty novels, this group of shy suburban readers shake off their inhibitions and discover that their own lives can be just as scandalous… A very naughty reading list…Įstelle sets up a book group in order to increase custom to her struggling cafe, what follows is more scandalous than she could have ever imagined…Īs the first book club meeting flounders, Estelle suggests a spot of erotica to spice things up.

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The Naughty Girls Book Club by Sophie Hart