Want & Need

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nodded.
    “That guy needs a medal.”
    “Hey, she’s my best friend, you know.”
    “Sweetie, I think a lot of people would call her that. Namely men.”
    “Paul!”
    He laughed. “Yes, okay. Fine. Put it on your holiday sheet. If you get my drift.”
    I frowned, not quite catching on. “Are you saying…?”
    “Yes. Now shush about it and make me one of your lovely teas. Please.”
    I relaxed back in my chair, soaking in the fact he was giving me a day off for free. I couldn’t help the grin folding over my face. Sleeping with a director seemed to be full of perks.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Eleven
     
     
    By the time I finished work on Friday, I was buzzing with excitement for my weekend with my brother. I packed up my desk, running for the door at dead on four when Paul appeared, smiling.
    “Where are you going in such a rush?”
    “I’m going to London with Ash.”
    He raised his eyebrows as he walked towards me, settling his hands on my waist. “You going all weekend?”
    I nodded. “You said you were busy so I made plans.”
    “Oh. Well, have a good time. Do you mind if I call when I can?”
    I shook my head. “No, of course not.”
    He smiled. “You make sure you stay safe. If you get in the wrong place at the wrong time—”
    “I’ll be fine. We’ll be hitting gay bars anyway.”
    He grinned, cocking his head to one side. “Which will have lesbians in as well.”
    I smirked, brushing my hands across his groin. “Well, maybe that’s something I’m not immune to.”
    “Are you being serious?”
    I gave him a cheeky grin. “Well, I have always been slightly curious…”
    He started laughing. “Interesting.”
    “Isn’t it just?”
    He pressed his lips to mine, parting my lips with his tongue as he massaged me into a bubble of hot surges and tingles I never wanted to leave. He broke our kiss with a smile. “Go and have fun. I’ll speak to you later.”
     
    ***
     
    Ash picked me up from work, my luggage already in his car. He was almost bouncing out of his seat with excitement as we made the three-hour trip down to London. We pulled up outside of a Premier Inn in the depths of Covent Garden.
    Ash bounded up the stairs after we checked in, unlocking my door and throwing my bags on the huge bed. He turned round, grabbing my shoulders as his dark eyes danced with joy.
    “I want you showered and changed in an hour.”
    He charged past me to his room next door as I stood there groaning at his kid-like energy.
    Nevertheless, I got myself showered and proceeded to poke through my bags for a dress to wear. I pulled out my favourite red lace number and a pair of black high heels to go with it. Pinning my hair to the side, I curled a few random pieces before attacking myself with hairspray.
    Just as I finished my makeup, Ash burst through the door. He let out a low whistle and nodded his approval of my outfit. “Check you out.”
    I wrinkled my nose up at his overpowering aftershave. “Are you wearing Joop again?” He knew I hated that stuff.
    He ignored me, rubbing his hands together. “So, what’s going on with you and Mr. Hot Stuff?”
    I smirked, shrugging my shoulders. “It’s just sex.”
    “Sis, don’t lie to me. I know you.”
    I ushered him out the door. “Ash, it’s barely been a week. We’ve had more sex than conversations. That’s all it is.”
    He held his hands up in a surrender sign, grinning. “So, if he suddenly appeared and declared his undying love for you, what would you say?”
    I grinned. “You should be asking what I would do.”
    He laughed. “Okay, okay. But in all seriousness, taking him out of the equation, don’t you ever want to settle down? I am waiting to be fun Uncle Ash.”
    I sighed as we made our way down the corridor. “Ash, I’m only thirty, not fifty. I’m not going to tie myself down to someone just for the sake of it. It has to be right.”
    It suddenly dawned on me that even if I had a child now, I would be fifty before

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