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opened them. Janeen’s eyes were already open. Inches apart, we stared at each other. She broke off and drank more lager.
    She ruffled my hair. ‘I am the best, aren’t I?’
    I said the only thing that could be said, ‘You are the best.’
    â€˜You know what I figure?’ she said. ‘We could have pussyfooted around. But at the end of it all, I fancy you, you fancy me, so why not just get on with it?’
    â€˜A good philosophy,’ I said. ‘So does that mean we’re going to bed later too?’
    â€˜You are a dirty beast.’ Another wet kiss. ‘I don’t normally sleep with guys I’ve only just met. But seeing as you asked so nicely…’
    â€˜You’ll make an exception for me?’
    â€˜God, I love kissing you.’ She straddled me, her knees on the banquette and her blonde hair hanging in a light curtain about our cheeks.
    â€˜You don’t like kissing me. You just like kissing,’ I said.
    â€˜I can like both, can’t I?’
    â€˜Course you can.’ I slipped my hands under her T-shirt and my fingers roamed about her back. ‘So along with being an A-grade kisser, are you also an A-grade lover?’
    She smiled at me, wicked, taunting. ‘What do you think, my dirty, dirty, little beast?’
    â€˜Well…’ I let the word drag out. ‘You’re not a virgin. At least,
I don’t think you are.’
    â€˜Dirty,’ she said, kissing me again. ‘So very, very dirty.’
    â€˜I’m not dirty,’ I said. ‘I’m just cheeky.’
    I think I was enjoying the banter more than the actual kissing. Was it possible that I would be able to laugh her into bed with me? I was thinking about it very clinically. It’s not that I wanted to have sex with Janeen, but I didn’t not want it either. I was curious. I had never once come close to sleeping with a woman that I’d only just met. So, from that point of view at least, I was up for it. It was something new and fresh and untried and therefore, almost by definition, had to be experienced.
    I idly looked over Janeen’s shoulder. Darren was staring at us. He was drinking a pint of lager and just standing there watching us. I had not seen him since we’d left him at the hotel to go swimming.
    â€˜Don’t look now,’ I whispered in Janeen’s ear. ‘Darren’s watching the floor show.’
    She turned round and gave him the finger. ‘Haven’t you got anything better to do than watch us snog?’
    He glowered, drank more lager and walked off.
    â€˜Bless,’ Janeen said. ‘He can be really sweet.’
    â€˜Just jealous,’ I said. ‘I bet once upon a time, it was him who you were snogging in the snug.’
    â€˜Right where you’re sitting now,’ she said. ‘Though snogging was only the half of it.’
    â€˜Anyway, moving swiftly on.’
    â€˜Yes, what were we talking about?
    â€˜We were talking about your virginity,’ I said. ‘Did you really offer it up to me tonight?’
    â€˜Please don’t be gentle with me.’
    It was my turn to laugh. Normally, I’m the one with the rapier repartee, but Janeen could more than hold her own.
    Oliver poked his head into the snug. ‘At last I have found you!’ he said. ‘May I have the pleasure of buying you lost lovers something to drink?’
    â€˜You certainly can,’ Janeen said. She wanted another lager top.
    â€˜A lager top?’ he said. ‘What is the top?’
    â€˜Lime cordial,’ she said. ‘Though blackcurrant’s all right.’
    â€˜I will try it.’ He shambled off to get the drinks.
    We went back to kissing. Suddenly there was a terrific crash from the bar, followed immediately by the sound of shattering glass. Everything was still.
    Janeen broke off and looked at me quizzically.
    â€˜Sounds like it’ll be another few minutes before