Be Careful What You Wish For.

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Still Grace's P.O.V.

In the limo, everyone was silent. It felt slightly awkward, knowing not only I had witnessed that, but so did John and Bill. The atmosphere was uncomfortable.

I kept stealing glances at Mike, he seemed particularly upset, he sat right up against the door, staring out of the window for over ten minutes, he looked extremely angry.

I shuffled a little closer, close enough to lay a hand on his bicep, he didn't move.

"I'm sorry..." I whispered.

"For what." He said bluntly, still staring out of the window.

"For ruining everything..." I whispered again.

"It wasn't you." He stated.

Everything went silent again for a few minutes, I felt guilty...

"Thank you Mike..." I said quietly.

This time he slowly turned to face me, "For what?" He asked again.

"For sticking up for me...for us...for yourself. You could have easily let the kiss continue, but you didn't. You could have let her come onto you, use you, could have let her bully you into something, but you didn't." I half smiled.

A slight smile pulled at the corner of his lips, "No. Thank you. You believed that it wasn't my fault, you forgave me straightaway, I wasn't going to let her kiss me just because she wanted to, she's not for me, you are. She's always had a thing for me, she's always said it, tried things on with me...but today I guess she got jealous of you, besides...she's a nasty kisser!" He chuckled.

He made me giggle, I'm glad that we hadn't fallen out, I knew it wasn't his fault anyway, I saw it with my own eyes.

His hand found mine and we spent the rest of the journey hand in hand, it was early afternoon, I wonder if Mike had anything else in store for the day.

"Hang on." He said as he slid down the black leather seats towards the glass slider, he poked his head through it, I heard him muttering to John and Bill, I heard them chuckling at something he said, I wanted to know!

When he finished talking, he slid up the slider, sectioning us off from the two of them.

Mike came back to me, "We're taking a detour..." he said cheekily, raising his eyebrows.

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