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close, his eyes staring down at me as his chest rises and falls rapidly against mine. I slide my hand around his waist and feel the warmth of his body through the thin fabric of his shirt as I tug
him closer. Then he’s kissing me again and my world is spinning. He kisses so differently to Jason. Jason’s lips were fuller, his kisses wetter and not always entirely pleasant. But
Alex... Alex I could kiss for hours.
    Someone whistles and claps and we reluctantly break away from each other to see that the venue is flooded with light. The music has stopped, people are leaving and a couple of guys leer at us as
they pass.
    Alex looks mildly embarrassed as he takes a step backward. I sigh and give him a little smile. Club night is over. And to think we were the last survivors, considering how little we wanted to be
here at the beginning.
    We join the crowds leaving as we file up the stairs and spill out into the cool night air. He checks his watch.
    ‘How will you get home?’ I ask as he glances up the street.
    ‘It’s too late for the Tube,’ he replies. ‘Cab, if I can get one. But I’ll walk you back to your hotel first.’
    ‘It’s this way.’ I nod to our left and we set off. We round the corner to see two forlorn-looking figures up ahead, flagging down a taxi.
    Batman and Robin.
    ‘All that effort and they still didn’t get lucky.’
    Alex strides on, his shoulders hunched against the cold. I fold my arms in front of my chest and hurry after him. My heels are starting to hurt my feet again.
    On impulse, I hook my arm through his. After a moment, he takes his hand out of his pocket and wraps his arm around me.
    ‘What are you doing tomorrow?’ he asks as I cosy into his chest.
    ‘Thought I’d do some sightseeing, maybe go to the Tower of London. I’ll meet Polly for lunch if she’s not too hungover. You?’
    ‘My mum’s doing a roast.’
    ‘Nice.’ I giggle. ‘Gotta be some benefits to living at home, eh? Does she do your washing, too?’
    He laughs. ‘Yeah, she does, actually.’
    ‘Bonus.’ I grin up at him, but he’s staring ahead.
    ‘Is that it?’ he asks.
    I look further up the road to see the hotel canopy, the large green potted plants on the pavement lit by a warm glow spilling out of the glass doors.
    ‘Yeah,’ I reply downheartedly.
    We walk the rest of the way in silence, coming to a slow stop where the darkness meets the light. Alex and I turn to face each other. He stares down at me for a long moment and then I step
towards him and slide my fingers through the curling hair at the nape of his neck. I tilt my face up and his lips come down to mine. I kiss him back more fervently, desperately wanting to make the
most of every second. His hand moves to the small of my back and he brings me closer. A dart of desire shoots through me, and I gasp, breathless through lack of oxygen. He pulls back, his pupils
dark and dilated.
    ‘Come inside with me,’ I whisper, my heart speaking the words before my brain has time catch up and, potentially, intervene.
    He nods and then my hand is in his and we’re walking into the lobby together and he’s punching the button for the lift. I keep my eyes trained on the doors, not looking over my
shoulder at the reception desk in case one of Polly’s colleagues recognises me and reports back to her tomorrow. The doors slide open and we step inside. I press the button for the third
floor, and then we’re kissing again and I’m trapped deliciously between the lift wall and his hard body.
    I fumble about in my purse for my key card as we walk down the corridor to my room. My heart is beating wildly with adrenalin, but doubts are creeping in.
    The green light on the keypad lights up and the door clicks. I push it open and turn to face Alex. The room is dark and my willpower is hidden in the shadows. I don’t want to stop now. We
kiss more slowly than before, my hands sliding under his shirt and across the soft skin encasing his hard muscles. He