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‘No probs, Mrs Kemp,’ Zola sniggered, shook her head, then tiptoed back into the bedroom.

Chapter Thirty-Two

Ella

The following morning, I woke wrapped up in pristine white Egyptian cotton sheets, and immediately realised I wasn’t in my own bed.Fuck, I thought, lifting the sheets and glimpsing down at my entirely naked body. My legs felt achy, and my vagina felt as if it had birthed a watermelon overnight.Why didn’t you go home, Ella?I wondered.

I sat up slowly, glancing around the bedroom for my underwear and dress, seeking the best escape route. Philip was facing the opposite direction, and I could tell by his breathing that he was still in the midst of a deep sleep. I had no idea what time it was. Glimmers of sunshine peeked through the edges of the slatted wooden blinds. Carefully, I bummed my way to the side of the bed, stood up, and tiptoed around the wooden floor, picking up loose clothing that felt like mine in the darkness. Then I quietly opened the door and headed into the hallway.

I felt sticky, warm and tender from the crazy night we’d had.What was I thinking?But there was no denying it: the man was a freak in the sheets. I tiptoed down the staircase into the living room, then sat on his sofa and ran my fingers through my hair, taking a moment to understand what I’d done. I reached for my handbag to retrieve my phone.No battery, great!I had no real idea where in Edinburgh I was, though we must be near thecentre, or how to satnav my way to the nearest train station. I closed my eyes for a moment to think.

No ApplePay if my phone’s dead. No cash. Fuck.

There was nothing else for it; I would have to ask Philip. This was no doubt going to be awkward for both of us. I returned to the bedroom and wandered around the bed. He lay completely still, and I watched him for a moment – his long eyelashes closed over, his dark chest hair, his muscular body resting peacefully in the bed. He was certainly a handsome guy.

‘Do you mean to stare like a psychopath? Or are you contemplating robbing me?’ His eyes were now open, and he was looking up at me.

Shit.

‘No .?.?. I .?.?. I was going to go home and leave you in peace, but my phone’s died. I don’t suppose you have a charger I could borrow? And I’ll call a taxi or Google Map my way to Waverley?’

Philip rubbed his eyes, sitting up. ‘What .?.?. What time is it?’

‘I have no idea,’ I answered.

He leaned towards his dresser and lifted his watch. ‘It’s only eight o’clock! Get back to bed, woman!’ His hand tugged on my arm, bringing me close to the bed.

‘It’s just .?.?. I don’t want to overstay and .?.?.’

‘Ella?’ His voice was deep and croaky from sleep.

‘Yes?’

‘I would love to stay and cuddle you, but if you want to leave, I will get dressed and take you home.’

I paused.

I didn’t know what he expected. I wasn’t the type of girl to lie in someone’s arms all day – I had the gym to get to and meals to prep.

‘You want to go home, don’t you?’ he asked, correctly interpreting my pause.

‘Yep, yes, I do.’

Philip sighed and stretched his arms wide. ‘OK,’ he said, ‘I’ll just put some clothes on and we can head.’

I watched him stand up. Jesus! His penis was rock solid. I felt my ovaries twinge. Although, I wasn’t sure they were rested enough for another round with him.

‘You’re staring again,’ Philip commented, and I immediately raised my gaze to his face.

‘You’re hard again,’ I retaliated.

Philip glanced down to his knob and slapped it a little, then laughed, pulling a T-shirt from his dresser. ‘I’m always hard when you’re around.’

I tutted slightly, wondering how many times he’d used that line. It rolled out of his mouth so easily.

‘I’ll let you get ready and wait downstairs,’ I said.

I headed back to the living room and sat on Philip’s sofa, glancing around the room without a phone for distraction. I spotted a handprint on the window and immediately thought back to him licking me out while I was pressed up against it. My body turned warm at the thought.Jesus Christ, Ella! What the fuck were you thinking?My eyes darted down to the floor, and I had visions of him pushing inside me for the first time. How good it felt to be whole.

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