Sidewinder

Chapter 15

Once you and Van finally pry yourselves off each other you hit the road again.
"Van, are you sure you don't want me to drive?" You ask.
"But it wouldn't be a surprise then, would it?" He winks and puts his hand on your thigh. "You're gonna love where I'm taking ya!"
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After stopping at multiple truck stops, eating english breakfast after english breakfast and consuming dangerous levels of tea, you reach your destination at last. You gasp as you see a tall sign that says 'Welcome to London!'
"No fucking way!" You breathed, hands pressed against the car window, gawping like a small child.
"Yes fucking way!" Smirks Van, clearly happy that he'd impressed you.
"I've always wanted to come here!" You gasp.
"I know!" He says, trying to hide a smile.
"How?! I've never told anyone!"
"You talk in your sleep." He winks.
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The hotel Van had booked wasn't the flashest of places, but as long as you were with him nothing else mattered.
"I'm sorry it's not the best, I didn't have enough money to get us a room at a fancier place." Van apologises, his eyes sad.
"Oh babe! I don't care about the hotel room! As long as I'm with you I don't care!" You say, putting down your suitcase and throwing yourself around him. He kisses you and you both fall back onto the bed in a tangle of limbs. Giggles erupt from your mouth (oh god, that sounds a bit violent😂 oh well!) You continue to kiss and before you know it you're both under the covers and becoming one again.
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You wake up from your daze, legs wrapped around Van's slender frame, your head rested on his chest, the rhythmic sound of his heart in your ear. You take a proper look around the hotel room for the first time. It had cornflower blue walls with white painted skirting boards. The floors were a dark varnished wood, almost black. Two comfy looking arm chairs sat by the window, accompanied by a white coffee table.
'This place is lovely!' You think to yourself. Although it wasn't a five-star hotel, you couldn't think of a better place to share some alone time with Van.
"I love you..." He stirs from his sleep.
"I love you too." You whisper, looking into his gorgeous blue eyes.
"Tonight I'm gonna take you out for dinner, to a proper fancy restaurant!" He smiles.
"Oh Van! I'd love that! But I didn't bring any nice dresses to wear." You sigh.
"Well then, I guess I'll have to take you shopping then, won't I?"
"I'd like that!" You smile and place a kiss on his delicate lips.
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Within the hour you were inside a shop looking at dresses. You sighed, none of them really stood out to you.
"Mary! What about this one?" Van holds up a white strapless dress with a golden belt around it.
"Oh Van! I love it!" You say, grabbing it and dashing to the changing rooms. The dress went down to just above your knee, the golden belt sat just below your breasts. You smile, it was perfect. You take it off and put back on your clothes. A red crop top, black high-waisted skinny jeans and your Dr. Martins. Your staple outfit.
"Don't I get a look?" Asks Van.
"Not until we go out for dinner!" You wink and walk up to the counter. He lets out a groan, pretending to be annoyed but miserably failing.
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You comb your fingers through your hair and wing your eyeliner. You were in love with the dress, you had no idea that Van had such great taste. You pull on a pair of strappy heels and open the door to the bedroom portion of the hotel room. Van is sitting on the bed, his jaw dropping when he saw you.
"Mary... you look beautiful!" He manages to whisper. You walk over to him and place a kiss on his forehead.
"So do you." You smile. He wore a white collared shirt with the first two top buttons undone and he'd rolled the sleeves up to his elbow. His black dress pants were fastened with a leather belt and on his feet he had on his, as you called them, 'grandad shoes'.
"Can I get a photo of 'yer?" He asks, pulling out his phone.
"Of course!" You smile and take a step back.
"Give us a twirl!" He smiles. You spin, the light fabric floating in the air. The sound of a camera shutter  indicates that he took the photo.
"Perfect..." He whispers, setting the photo as his lockscreen. "Right then, shall we go?" He cheesily asks, offering his arm. You gladly take it and head off through downtown London. The setting sun paints the sky soft tones of purple, blue and orange.
"Isn't it beautiful?" You say in awe.
"Just like you." Van smirks.
"Oh my god, when will you stop being so cheesy!" You laugh, giving him a playful shove as you walk.
"Oi!" He laughs, his eyes twinkling.
"Mary!" A voice from behind you shouts. You stop and turn.
"Oh shit..." You whisper.