Just Rose

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They slept in the bed wrapped in each other's arms until the sun streamed in the window only a few hours later. They had given up on talking with that kiss, falling easily into the passion that was always sparking between them. Fully immersed in each other and not letting tomorrow take up any more time; aware that they would have to let things play out to see what the future held for them.

Rose was the first to wake with a start, forgetting where she was and sighing contentedly when she saw his sleeping form beside her. Face down on his stomach, his face turned towards her, so his nose touched her hair, his arm tossed casually over her waist. His favourite way to sleep.

God, she had missed seeing him that way and it made her heart glow brightly. He woke, feeling her movement in the bed and hauled her in for a sleepy cuddle without opening his eyes or even raising his head. Murmuring at her to go back to sleep but she shook her head.

'I think I need to eat! Shower at least, I feel woozy and grubby.' Her hangover was barely kicking in, so she still had the tipsy feeling and alert awareness of pre-hangover. She stroked his eyebrow, watching his peaceful face adoringly, so still and free from tension and stress. Achingly handsome. Opening his eyes slowly a wide cheeky grin spreading across his face

'Now a shower sounds fun!' That tone and wink hinted at less cleaning and more getting dirty.

'Is that all you ever think about?' She laughed, pushing his wandering hand off her pelvic bone, throwing back the covers boldly. No qualms at being naked in front of him anymore.

'I'm male! It's all we all ever think about, besides with you walking around looking like that... Can you blame me?'

She laughed, her face breaking into a genuine smile from ear to ear, she secretly liked that he never tired of sex when it came to her.

'We need a battle plan of action! Or at least I need to know what I am supposed to be doing or telling your sister when she sees me walking around in last night's dress at stupid o'clock.' Rose sighed and reached for the throw on the floor to use as a make shift bathrobe.

'Firstly, she stays in bed till late when she's been a dirty drunk, so she won't be seeing you anytime soon. Secondly, you won't be in last night's dress as I'm taking you to my room and keeping you as my prisoner and naked. It may involve various degrees of torture.' He had slid up behind her, sitting against her back, twirling her hair in his fingers. 'And we will be testing out the spaciousness of my shower in the name of ergonomics. You have no idea how many times I have imagined you in there with me.' He was grinning at her now, one arm propping him up on the bed casually, so he could lean in and kiss her neck. His lusty glint brazenly obvious.

'I'm being serious.' She laughed pulling his hand out of her hair and kissing his fingertips. 'Last time we snuck around, hiding out, and I never stayed here. This all feels weird for me. Not to mention seeing Alice and Tommy wandering about this morning with the clean-up crew.'

'This isn't last time.' His face was serious as he drew her with him, back across the bed, pulling her flat onto the mattress so he could lean over, moving over her effortlessly.

'No hiding, remember? Today we go test my bed springs. A lot! Try out the shower and maybe if you're lucky... My office too. I am pretty sure there are a few places in there I could bend you over.' He planted a kiss on the hollow of her neck and pushed her ankles apart with a

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foot, meeting with no resistance. 'I have a lot of making up to do for weeks apart.'