[[[all of my flaws]]][[[part ii]]]

54.

We stayed in bed for 72 hours. 72 hours of hot, passionate, mind blowing sex, take out pizza, beer and films. We slept a little, during the day for a couple of hours, but we spent most nights lying in each other's arms, touching, kissing, tasting. Nothing mattered. The job. My brother. The past. All was forgotten. I could've stayed there forever. I couldn't remember a time when I'd felt happier.

I was saddened when Woody text to say he was on his way to mine to pick me up. I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay here forever, with him.

'Stay then.' He said when I told him.

'I can't...I have to go see my parents, you were always telling me I should see them.'

'Then come right back after.'

'I will.' I told him with a kiss, before getting myself dressed for the first time in three days. If I left now, I would have time for a shower and to sort out some clothes for Plymouth. But his hands dragged me back down into the bed and undid my shirt once more.