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We sat opposite each other on the settee in our living room. We had silently made coffee and put two large whiskeys in each cup. At first, we just looked at each other not knowing what to say, where to start.

‘Talk to me, Ali, tell me everything. I need to know, everything.’

‘Are you sure?’

‘Yes. I believe you both that you haven’t been shagging behind my back for months, years but there’s been a, you and Liam for a long time, I know there has.’

I told Pete everything. I tried my best to find a beginning, I tried hard to break down the years of companionship and remember when we’d hit new stages and progressed our relationship. The changes were so subtle and so long and drawn out, it was difficult. Pete could see, I think, that Liam and I were a fluid, organic progression of passionate love growing out of a platonic friendship. I hoped he could understand, I hadn’t meant for this, neither of us had intended this.

‘When did you know, Pete, how long have you suspected us?’

‘I spotted you both one night when we were out in the pub, hands on each other's thighs, you were lost, deep in drunken conversation together. I watched you tuck your hair behind your ear as you talked, I watched you biting your lip, your cheeks flushing. It was obvious you fancied each other. But it was also obvious, what I was witnessing was drink-fuelled so I let it go.’

‘That must have been a couple of years ago?’

‘It probably was. I let it go but I didn’t forget. I would watch you both and I did start to wonder. I know you get a lot of time on your own, you’ve had plenty of opportunities to be having a secret affair. I knew it would be easy for the two of you. It’s not pleasant watching the woman you love to bits getting closer to another man, especially one you call a friend.’

‘No, Pete, I’m sure it isn’t, I’m sure it’s horrible, I-’

Pete interrupted and began talking over me, ‘I noticed on holiday last year, you were sneaking off together for walks even though we didn’t have the dogs, saying you missed the exercise. I tried to suggest we all went for a walk a few times, do you remember?’

‘I do remember,’ I looked guiltily down at my coffee cup that was resting in my lap. I did remember, I remember being horrified that we were not going to get to be on our own when we desperately needed time on our own.

‘I was messing with you then, I had no intention of us walking with you. I wanted to read your reactions. You told me what I needed to know. At that point, I thought you were shagging each other.’

‘I suppose we may as well have been, we were doing everything but by then.’

Pete looked at me, I saw him swallow hard. As much as we needed this honest conversation this must be hard to hear.

‘Why haven’t you confronted me sooner?’ I asked.

‘I didn’t have any proof and if I’m honest, I didn’t feel at risk of losing you at first. It seemed almost innocent. I wasn’t threatened by it. It just made you smile, it made you horny and we fucked more because of it. I’ve found it harder, since that holiday, I’ve wrestled with confronting you. A distance has grown between us that wasn’t there before. But the big difference is, tonight, you went a step too far. I now understand why it felt so different from the other times. Today you both blatantly lied to us all and used us, our group of friends as a cover to give yourselves more time together and help cover your tracks-’

‘You knew it was a lie when you replied to Liam?’ I interrupted.

‘Not initially, I suspected. I pictured you both lying in our bed sending the text together having spent the day fucking each other’s brains out. So, I asked a guy in IT to clarify anyway, as good a liar as Liam is, I knew enough. Then, tonight, you completely disrespected me, you used me in a sex game between the two of you. Sneaking off in the middle of the night, our kids, Ali? It changed everything, that hurt too much. I’m not being taken the piss out of. I’m not having you make me look a fool. I don’t want my kids thinking their dad’s a bumbling idiot who their mum takes the piss out of. I have pride. You know me better than that, Ali.’

I did, I did know him better than that.

‘I will never let them think that of you. This is my doing, my mistake when we tell them I’ll make sure they know I’m the one to blame.’

‘When we tell them what, Ali? What are we going to have to tell our kids?’

‘We still need to talk about that part.’

‘I’m not ready to talk about that part yet.’

‘Is there any possibility we can work through this?’

‘Can you stop seeing Liam?’

Pete looked intently at me, I couldn’t look away, my face gave me away, I let it. Honesty was hard but we had to have honesty.

‘I’m going to find it hard but not as hard as I’m going to find losing you, destroying our family, turning our kid's world upside down, destroying our friend's lives…’

The tears were back. To my surprise Pete leant forward and encouraged me to go and sit between his legs, he held me in his arms and we both let the tears fall. We held each other and cried. Cried for our relationship that I had fucked up. Cried for our family, for our children, for our dog, for our perfect life that was shattering around us.

When we stopped crying Pete spoke first, ‘I think we need space. I think I need space. I’d take the kids if I could but school, I know I can’t. So I’m going to have to use the last of my trust up in you to not flaunt Liam in front of our kids. I’m leaving you alone, at home to fuck him as much as you both want to but don’t let our kids find out. Please.’

‘I’ll go, Pete, it’s me who should go-’

‘No, it’s not. Normal for the kids is you at home.’

He said this so sternly I didn’t argue. I could promise him something though.

‘I promise I won’t see Liam. I won’t even walk the dogs with him. The kids will only know anything when we are together to talk to them and we tell them what you and I decide together to tell them. I owe you that, Pete.’

I looked up at him, keeping my head on his chest. I wanted to keep touching him for as long as possible because once we let go, I may never get to touch him again. He edged his face toward mine and I had to move my head so I could meet his. He kissed me, at first our lips just brushed together but he parted his lips slightly and then we kissed properly, and it was almost like the first time I’d ever kissed him. We carried on kissing more fervently, both becoming breathless.

Without breaking our kiss, Pete guided me to move and kneel over his thighs. He wrestled between our bodies to pull down the front of his pyjama bottoms. We were both breathing heavily, our movements were clumsy but out of a need for one another not awkwardness. He held his cock firm as I lowered over it. We both gasped, momentarily halting our kiss as he pushed fully inside me. His hands grabbed my hips tightly and I started to ride him. His hips bucked to meet mine, we rocked together like we had so many times before but suddenly this felt raw, it felt different.

‘Lie back,’ Pete gasped into my mouth.

I moved off his cock and lay back on the settee. He knelt in front of me, his hands on my knees and looked down at me, he looked into my eyes and held my gaze. We were both panting heavily. He reached one hand between my legs, he pushed two fingers quickly inside me and began to pump them. He found my g-spot each time. It was a good job I was still wearing my dressing gown and it was covering the settee, if he carried on, I was going to make quite a mess.

‘I’m going to give you a pass,’ he said.

‘What?’ I gasped.

‘A free pass, a hall pass, whatever. A pass. While I’m away, be with Liam. You’re free to fuck Liam as much as you want but…’

He left the but hanging, I didn’t reply, I didn’t dare speak, his other hand had also moved between my legs and his fingers were rubbing my clit as he continued his assault on my g-spot. I could barely breathe let alone speak, I gasped, I panted, I squeaked and whimpered.

‘Just while I’m away, while I think. Then we’ll talk again. But not here, not this house and not when kids or our friends are around. They’re my rules. You have plenty of time to be on your own with him. Go fuck him in Caroline’s bed. Fuck him wherever but not here.’

‘Pete,’ I could only gasp.

‘You want to fuck him again don’t you?’

I nodded.

‘Are you thinking of him now?’

I shook my head.

‘I’m going to think of you fucking him. And if I ask you about it, I want you to tell me and be honest with me. Will you do that?’

I nodded and moaned softly. Fucking hell, I wanted to explode, I was right on the cusp of…

‘I want to know if thinking of you together makes my cock hard. I want to know if I can give you what I know you want.’

‘I want…oh fuck…I want you…’

‘And him, you want me and him. It has made me hard you know when I’ve thought of the two of you fucking. Turns out I’ve thought about you fucking more than you’ve been fucking. I’ve wanked my cock thinking of you coming, picturing you writhing like you are now but for Liam, not me…’

I threw my head back as the most powerful orgasm ripped through my body, I let myself moan and in that moment, I didn’t care if the kids heard me and their dad. I know I flooded Pete’s hand, I felt a surge of liquid force out of me as I came.

Pete quickly replaced his fingers with his cock and was thrusting hard inside me when I regained some of my senses. He lowered over me and kissed me, hard, fast, and intense. He seemed to be fucking all his frustration and anger out and I didn’t care, I’m glad he was, this felt amazing. I felt a connection to Pete I hadn’t felt for a while, an intensity that we hadn’t shared for years.

‘Oh fuck, Pete,’ I gasped into his mouth, he continued to kiss me through the words. I gushed again, coating his cock as a quick release was instantly replaced by ripples and flutters, my whole body was electrified.

‘Fuck, Ali, fuck,’ Pete gasped.

His arms tensed, his torso followed, he held my gaze as his face contorted and he released. He pumped and he pumped and he pumped, slamming into me as he came.

‘Fuck,’ he gasped.

He collapsed down on top of me, he was heavy and I could barely catch my breath but I didn’t care. We breathlessly kissed until his cock eventually softened and plopped out of me bringing a variety of liquids with it. Pete moved slightly to the side and lay by me. We didn’t speak, we just lay and held each other until both of our eyes started to shut.

‘C’mon we should go to bed. We don’t want to fall asleep here,’ he said.

We climbed into our bed and for the first time in a long time I curled up in Pete’s arms and we slept cuddled together, my head resting in his armpit, my face on his chest. My arm draped over his body, his arm holding mine. My leg between his thighs.

When I stirred some hours later Pete was spooning me, his arm draped over my stomach, his thighs pushing against mine. I vaguely remember turning over at some point. It was light but I couldn’t hear any sounds in the house. This wasn’t unusual, our kids rarely surfaced before midday on a Saturday. I had no idea what the time was, I didn’t want to reach for my phone. I didn’t want to disturb Pete but I also didn’t want him to wake and think I was messaging Liam. Had he meant what he said last night? Or was it just passion talking? Was last night all a final hurrah to twenty-one years of marriage and twenty-five years together?

Twenty-five happy years together and we still loved each other, we still liked each other, we could still create the passion we created last night and I’d potentially thrown it all away for an affair, for a what, an ego boost? My heart instantly clenched in my chest. Liam wasn’t an ego boost, perhaps at first but not now. How was he feeling right now? What was he doing? I doubted he’d have told Caroline. If I was him, I’d be waiting. I understood. There was no need to fully press self-destruct. I needed the loo, as much as I didn’t want to, I needed to wriggle free of Pete.

As soon as I started to move Pete stirred.

‘Hey, where you do you think you’re going,’ he muttered sleepily.

‘I need the loo, I didn’t want to wake you,’

‘Can you make a cup of tea then while you’re up?’

I giggled and let him pull me back into his embrace. I pushed my bum back into his groin, against the reassuring poke of his morning stiffy. Pete kissed my neck and moved his hand to my breast.

‘How desperate are you?’ he asked.

He was squeezing my nipple between his finger and thumb and kissing my neck so tenderly. I could feel his erection pushing against my bum and the small of my back, just a slight adjustment of our position and he could slide easily inside me.

‘The feeling has passed,’ I replied.

I tilted my hips forward and Pete moved his cock so it pushed between my legs. We rocked back and forth slowly, his cock slid gracefully over my sensitive lips, rubbing my pussy, bringing it to life.

He brought his hand between my legs and pushed his fingers against my clit. His cock pushed up against his fingers.

I moaned softly and then all pleasant feelings down there were replaced.

‘Oh shit, I do need the loo, if you carry on I’m going to pee myself,’ I said.

‘Pee yourself,’

‘Pete!’ I exclaimed and half laughed.

‘I mean it, let it go, let me feel it on my cock, your warm pee over my cock before I slide it inside you.’

‘The bed, Pete,’

‘Fuck the bed, we’ll sort the bed, I want to feel it,’

He pushed hard on my clit, I gasped and fuck, a bit of pee came out.

‘Oh fuck yes that feels nice,’ he said.

I couldn’t believe I was turned on at the thought of pissing on my husband's cock, I can’t believe he was so turned on at the idea of me pissing on his cock. What had changed between us last night? I relaxed and I lay there and slowly as Pete continued to circle his fingers and push on my clit I let myself go, I stopped holding on and I pissed on my husband's cock and his fingers, as he moaned and rubbed his cock harder against my pussy. ‘Fucking hell,’ he groaned.

He kissed me and circled and circled my clit as I continued to pee until we were lying in a pool of my piss, the warm liquid rapidly cooling and I came, fucking hell did I come. I bit down hard on my lip to stop from screaming.

‘Fucking hell,’ I gasped and then giggled as my body flinched under Pete’s hold.

He chuckled and re-positioned our bodies to push inside me.

He rocked his hips a few times and then pulled out.

‘You know what, Ali, I think I’d have a better angle in this hole,’ he pushed his cock against my arsehole, it immediately tensed but then as he pushed more I relaxed and let him enter me,

‘Oh fuck,’ we moaned together.

Our bodies rocked together slowly, Pete didn’t rush, he wasn’t fast, he slowly fucked me until he came.

As soon as he pulled out of my arse, I turned over to face him. He was beaming, a broad contented smile spread across his face.

‘What has gotten into you?’ I asked him. I couldn’t stop smiling either. I did not expect to feel this happy this morning after the events of last night.

‘You, Ali, you fucking another man,’

Ah, I didn’t have a right to feel happy. This was a power play, this was…Pete was laughing and pulling me into a kiss.

I kissed him but then I pulled back.

‘Pete, I’m confused, I don’t know whether to be happy or scared?’

‘Neither do I, all I know is you fucked my best friend and I think I’m OK with it. I don’t think I want us to be over. I have not felt this horny, this turned on by us for years. I have wanted to try that for ages and never had the courage to ask, I thought you’d say no, think I was disgusting.’

‘I might have done,’

‘Did you find it disgusting?’

‘No, it was a proper unexpected turn on. In twenty-four hours, I have had some of the hottest, dirtiest sex I’ve ever had and some of the best have been with you.’

  ‘We’re lying in piss and come,’ he laughed and rolled over onto his back pulling me on top of him.

‘I love you, Ali, I hope this isn’t some weird shock reaction and I can forgive you, I want to be OK with this.’

‘Did you mean what you said last night?’

‘Which part?’

‘About wanting me to be with Liam this week, about being turned on by it, about maybe being OK with it.’

‘Yes, but it’s not going to be easy. This is, well, this is us calling a time out.’

I understood. Time out is something we had used a lot, especially when the kids were young to have breathing space on arguments because we could both say rash, hurtful, impulsive things when we were mad at each other. We always had good sex when we were on time out usually because we were, on the inside, really fucking angry with one another. I was not off the hook. Pete was not OK with this. He was still hurt and angry.

I kissed him, ‘I’ll do anything not to lose you,’ I said.

He nodded and kissed me back.

‘Will you make me tea and toast in bed?’ he smiled at me.

‘Can I shower first, I’m not sure I want Derby, let alone one of our kids seeing me covered in come and piss.’

We both giggled. We kissed again, I went to move off him but he pulled me back down and rolled me onto my other side, so we were facing each other again. He looked intently into my eyes.

‘I love you, Ali, with all my being but you have hurt me, deeply. Let’s get showered, sort this bed, you can make me breakfast and then we’ll sit and we’ll talk and work out where we’re going from here. OK?’

I nodded. He kissed me again, I kissed him back. I got the impression neither of us wanted to face the reality of our day.

It was mid-afternoon and Pete was about to leave to go stop with this brother. We had talked and talked that morning until we made our decision. We had given our children twenty pounds each to get out of our hair which they gladly took. We told them their dad needed a break from work and that their uncle needed help on a project. Both Pete’s work and his brother knew the truth, he was having marital problems and needed to get away. His boss had been very understanding and his brother was happy to have him stay. He lived on his own in a bachelor pad in London. He offered the space and the non-judgemental ear Pete needed. I wanted to make Pete promise if he fucked someone else he’d tell me but I wasn’t in any position to ask that of him. Once the kids had left we talked more, until there was nothing else to talk about. It was time for Pete to go.

As we said goodbye, we both cried, it had been hard to tear ourselves apart. We knew we would be like this, our children didn’t need to see it, that is why we had made them leave first. Once he was in his car, we knew time out was over. We both knew, that when he left, he may decide not to come back. That made it so hard to let go of each other.

Pete had been gone just over an hour now and I was still sat crumpled with my back against the front door where I had collapsed once I’d shut it. My kids would be home soon, and I was due out with our friends, with Liam. I hadn’t dared look at my phone yet. Liam would no doubt be worried sick, I wanted to make contact with him but until this moment I hadn’t felt able to do anything. I was numb, I was still in shock, I think. I was desperately worried about my husband and I couldn’t look after him. I had to pull myself together, there were other people I needed to deal with and I needed to put on a front for my kids and our friends so there was no suspicion that there was anything untoward.

I stood up and attempted to shake off the last twenty-four hours. I poured myself a large glass of red wine, I went and fetched my phone from its charging point in the kitchen, and then I went and sat in the living room. I sat down on the settee Pete and I had sat on and fucked on early this morning. I took a large gulp of wine and resisted the urge to curl up into the tiniest of balls and cry, again.

I had one message off Liam that simply said, ‘Call me or message me whenever you want to or need to, I’m here for you.’

‘I need to take Derby out poor dogs not been out yet. Do you need to walk Bailey by any chance?’ I messaged Liam. I needed to see him, we needed to talk.

I messaged my kids to tell them where I’d be. Turns out they were sticking with their evening plans and were already ensconced at our friend's house. In a situation like this, spending the evening with my best friends in the world should be exactly where I needed to be and yet they were the last people I could talk to. Pete and I had agreed they would be told the same story as our kids. Only me, Pete and Liam would know the truth. For now. Pete had emphasised the for now.

My phone rang, it was Liam.

‘Hey,’ I answered.

‘Alice,’

He went silent.

‘Are you still there?’ I asked.

‘Yes, sorry, I wanted to call you not text you, but I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry and-’

‘Liam, can you walk?’

‘Yes, I’m in the car, I’m on my way.’

‘OK, I’ll get ready, I’ll see you in five.’

‘I need to hold you, Alice. Can I hold you?’

‘You can hold me, Liam, I need you to hold me. This will be quicker if I get off the phone.’

‘Yes, sure, OK, I’m hanging up, see you in five.’

‘Bye, Liam…I love you.’

‘Fuck, Alice, I love you. Hurry up.’

I giggled and ended the call. I was excited to be seeing Liam, but it was different now it was overshadowed by the hurt of last night. Was Pete driving now thinking of us, was he wondering if we were together yet. If we were fucking yet?

‘Pete, I’m so sorry,’ I said to my very empty house.

I pulled on the same car park I had only yesterday morning, it felt like a lifetime ago. I could see Liam’s car but not Liam and then he appeared. He must have been waiting until I came into view.

We fell instantly into each other’s arms as soon as I was out of my car. He hugged me so tight and my heart broke, I let it all out again, every emotion I had poured out through my tears.

‘Oh, Liam, I’m so sorry, I wanted to hold it together better.’

‘It’s OK, let it out then we’ll walk and talk.’

Liam held me tight, his chin resting lightly on the top of my head until my gut-wrenching sobs subsided. I leant back slightly, he loosened his hold to allow me. I looked up at him, he lowered his face to mine and we kissed.

When we finally stopped kissing, I couldn’t help but laugh. Liam looked at me confused but kind.

‘What’s so funny?’ he asked.

‘Nothing, nothing about this is funny but we were shit Liam, the moment we turn this into a full affair we get caught. How shit are we?’

‘I don’t think we’re shit as much as Pete is very good.’

‘He knew you were lying yesterday when you text.’

‘How? That lie was foolproof.’

‘Yeah, he said it was good, but it didn’t fool him. He went and asked a guy from IT about it. Maybe it was too good a lie.’

We had started to walk, hand in hand. I felt better able to talk since my last bout of tears. We walked, and we walked, I told him everything that Pete and I had talked about, the fact we’d ended up having sex, I left out details, I needed those details kept between me and Pete. I didn’t want to accidentally dishonour him any more than I already had. Liam listened, he held my hand tight. I left one little detail out until right at the end, when Liam thought I’d told him everything.

‘Pete said he’s OK with us being together while he’s away.’

Liam stopped dead, ‘He what?’

‘He said he’d give me a pass, we’ve been watching too much American shit with our kids but anyway, if he asks I have to tell him everything and we can’t be in my house and we have to be more discreet and…’

Liam silenced me with a kiss, I kissed him back.

‘Alice, you have been killing me. I’ve been holding on to you for dear life thinking this is it, our final walk like this. This is our goodbye walk…’

I giggled, ‘He’s gone away for space and time to think but he hopes he can find a way to be OK with us.’

‘Fucking hell, Alice. You could have started with this you know.’

‘But then we’d have never got to the rest and you needed to hear the rest. My marriage could still be very over, he could decide he can’t trust me, I may have hurt him too deeply for us to recover. He could come back and tell Caroline. I don’t know, he doesn’t know. He may take me back, but I have to stop seeing you. I told him I’m going to find it very hard to stop seeing you. I don’t know if I can stop seeing you.’

‘I can’t walk away from you, last week made me realise that and after how you made me feel yesterday, how we made each other feel…’

‘I know, we’ve made a big mess and I don’t know how we move forward, I don’t.’

‘Neither do I. So, Pete would turn a blind eye to us is that what he said? Open marriage?’

‘Yes and no, non-monogamy, but with rules. If he decides he can be OK with it, when he’s back we’ll talk, we’ll see what happens.’

Liam laughed, ‘If any two people could come up with that decision and potentially make it work it’s you two. You are the most laid back, relaxed people I know. Can you imagine Caroline going for it?’

‘Oh my God no, she’ll eat your balls on toast if she finds out.’

‘I know,' he paused then continued, ‘Pete’s right though, sadly, unless someone tells her I don’t think she’ll notice. As long as I tow the party line and turn up for duty when I’m required, she’s happy.’

‘Would you want to leave Caroline?’

‘Shit, Alice, I don’t know. I think about it, you and me together. Would we be happy? We’d turn so many lives upside down to have a life together would we be happy in what we created? I’m not sure.’

‘Neither am I. I can’t bear the thought of Pete coming back and telling me it’s over. Telling our kids, telling all our friends. Whether we’d drag you into it…’

‘You would, I’d drag myself into it. If you and Pete split, I’d want to be with you, I couldn’t carry on in my perfect bubble knowing I’m the cause. I couldn’t be with you if you were single. It wouldn’t be fair to you. We’d have to give us a go, I’d want to give us a go.’

‘And what if Pete says he’s OK us carrying on as we are? Is that enough for you?’

‘I don’t know. It should be, it’s what we’ve had, it is the best option, but it says there’s definitely no future for us. We’ll never be Liam and Alice, a normal couple. We’ll always be secret, illicit.’

I knew instantly that’s what I wanted, hearing him say it that’s what turned me on so much about us.

‘But that’s good, isn’t it? We get to develop a relationship together. Maybe if Pete knows and is OK, even get to go away together occasionally and pretend to be a real couple but we never get to the stage where we’re burdened by the domestic things, we get to stay us. It gets to always just be us.’

‘When you put it like that,’ Liam turned and grinned at me.

‘And we get to spend time together with all our friends, we get to holiday together we don’t have to miss each other, do we? But then our alone time when everyone is at work and we should be at work but instead we’re in bed or over here or in a hotel, whatever we do, that’s going to keep meaning so much to us.’

Liam pulled me toward him and held me around the waist, ‘I want that,’ he said. ‘I kind of like the idea of growing old and grey with you in secret. Being old and wrinkly and still sneaking around to fuck each other.’

We both laughed, falling into a kiss as our laughter died down.

‘I wish I could spend the night with you tonight, just you. I want to hold you all night.’

‘I wish we could do that too.’

‘Are you still coming out tonight? Your kids are already at Vicky and James’s, aren’t they? They stopping there the night?’

‘I believe so. But Liam…’

‘As much as I’d love to, I’m not suggesting I come spend the night with you.’

‘Pete’s conditions, not in his house.’

‘I respect that. I don’t want you sat at home on your own all night, that’s all. And I want to spend as much time with you as possible, selfishly. And if you’re home alone I may not be able to come stay with you but we could message, I could fall asleep on the settee instead by accident and we could talk and watch each other do rude things to ourselves…’

‘I like that idea,’ I smiled.

‘And we have a few hours still before we’re meant to meet up.’

‘We do…’

‘Caroline is out with her sister, she’s meeting us at the pub later.’

‘She is?’

‘She is. And as I know your kids are at Vicky and James’s because my kids are at Vicky and James’s…’

‘God bless Vicky and James, I knew I loved them,’ I giggled.

‘So, you wanna bring Derby round to mine for a doggy play date, a pre-pub drink as you’re home alone and I’m home alone, we can eat together…’

‘If we get time.’

Liam grinned, ‘Exactly, if we get time.’

‘Will Caroline definitely not come home? I don't think my heart can handle being caught twice in twenty-four hours.’

‘Definitely won’t be home she left me a million instructions,’

We had started kissing in between our words, it was clear we were done talking. We had a pass to be together, this week could be our last together, we had to make the most of it. I felt better being with Liam and I really didn’t want to go back to my empty house. I broke free of Liam’s kiss and pulled back breaking his hold around my waist. He looked at me with a faint look of concern until I smiled warmly, taking his hand in mine.

‘C’mon then, take me back to yours.’