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babysitting her little sister and Crystal had given up telling her that her mum should bloody well find her own babysitter. Tahlia had enough on her plate with the competition.
    ‘Okay, see you in the morning then.’
    Finally Crystal was alone. She reached for her phone. There were five texts from Max and ten voice mails. The first message simply said, ‘Crystal, please call me. I need to talk to you. You know why.’ And the following were all variations of that until the last: ‘Crystal, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you, about that kiss. Babe, please, I never beg, but I’m begging you now. I’ve got to see you.’
    Crystal played the final message several times, agonising about what to do, but each time she heard Max’s voice, her resolve to ignore him weakened until she knew she would have to speak to him.
    ‘I can’t see you Max,’ she said, her voice sounding more certain than she felt.
    ‘
Please
, Crystal, I’ve got to see you, babe,’ he replied passionately.
    Crystal took a deep breath. ‘I can’t. You’re with Belle.’
    There was a pause and Max said, ‘So if I wasn’t with Belle you’d see me?’
    Crystal hesitated, ‘Yes. No. I don’t know!’ She felt so torn, she wanted Max so badly but she didn’t want to hurt Belle.
    ‘We can’t do this over the phone; please come to the club. We’ll talk, that’s all.’
    An hour later Crystal was sitting at one of the private tables next to Max, smoking (her willpower had totally crumbled) and sipping her drink, trying hard to play it cool.
    ‘You know I can’t finish with Belle until after the competition. I don’t want to do anything to jeopardise the group’s chances, but as soon as it’s over I will. I want to be with
you
, Crystal,’ Max said urgently. ‘I want you, Crystal,I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you.’ He reached over and took her hand, ‘We could be so good together, I know we could.’
    Hearing the words that she’d been dying to hear Max say for so long Crystal felt something inside her give. She looked at him. ‘So after the competition, you promise?’
    He nodded, and Crystal continued, ‘And you won’t tell her it’s because of me? I don’t want to hurt her.’
    ‘I won’t, babe, I promise’, and he put his arms round Crystal and pulled her to him, kissing her deeply.
    ‘No running away,’ he murmured. As Crystal lost herself in the kiss, she had never felt less like running away. And this time when Max suggested they went upstairs, she didn’t resist.
    She held his hand and the two of them walked quickly through the bar and up the private staircase. Max had brought the bottle of champagne with him and as soon as they were in the room he poured them each a glass and locked the door. They both drained their glasses, unable to take their eyes off each other in anticipation. They were suddenly in each other’s arms, kissing. He was running his hands over her body, unbuttoning her jacket and letting it slip to the floor, caressing her breasts, kissing them as he led her to the bed, taking off her jeans,
    ‘No underwear, Crystal, you are a naughty girl.’ He pulled off his T-shirt, revealing his toned chest and his perfect tanned skin. She unbuttoned his jeans and slipped them off. Max was pinning Crystal to the bed, kissing her all over, caressing her with his tongue, sending shivers of pleasure through her. She kissed him, moving down his body, slipping off his black Hugo Boss boxer shorts, teasing him with her mouth. And then they were fucking, and Crystal wasn’t thinking about anything else except how good it felt, how it felt the best ever. And when she came she cried because it had been
so
good and because she knew that she should have waited.
    She closed her eyes, not wanting Max to see the tears, buthe already had and was kissing them gently away. ‘Oh Crystal, what have you done to me?’
    The next morning when she woke up she couldn’t help but feel guilty even though