good,” she answered, her arm going round his neck, her lips meeting his.
He lay there for a few minutes before asking, “What happens now?”
“You get up and make me a cup of tea.”
“OK,” he said, not expecting that as her answer.
She laughed. “I’m joking. I want you to stay here with me for a while, so I don’t start kidding myself it didn’t really happen.”
“Oh, it happened alright. I could show you again if you like?”
“I would like. But a little later. I need to catch my breath.”
He kissed her neck, breathing in her warm scent. “Shall we just spend Christmas in bed?”
“That sounds like the best plan I’ve ever heard.”
After several minutes he groaned. “I can’t. I forgot about Carl. I’m going to have to go home and see if he’s turned up.”
“Any excuse to leave,” she joked, or at least he thought it was a joke, but what if she meant it.
“I’m not going straight away,” He pulled her close to him again. “And I would like to come back if that’s OK.”
She wriggled around in his arms, and smoothed her fingers through his hair. “Oh course it’s OK. What, do you think now I’ve used your body for some sexual relief I’m going to chuck you out.”
“That’s just it, I don’t know where we go from here. Up until you walked into the gallery yesterday afternoon, I didn’t think I’d be seeing you again.”
She sighed. “Listen, you go and sort Carl out, and then come back here. Let’s talk, I mean really talk. We both swear to be honest with each other and let’s see if we can sort out the mess I’ve made.”
“It’s not just your mess. I could have handled things better. I guess my pride got in the way of what I really wanted.”
“OK, we can blame you, it works for me.”
“Are you always going to twist my words.”
“Yes, if it suits me.”
“One thing I love about you Robin. Life is never boring.”
“There will be times when you wish that wasn’t the case, I promise you.”
“I don’t think I will. Being with you makes me feel alive.”
“And you make me feel safe, Greg.”
“Why because I’m nice?”
She smiled, stroking his cheek with the back of her hand. “You’re never going to let that go are you?”
“That depends.”
“On what?”
“Before we go any further Robin, before I leave. I need to know if this is the start of forever, or is this a bit of entertainment to fill the time that Max is way?”
Chapter Nine - Robin
“Is that what you think?”
“I don’t know.” He looked at her, and shook his head. “No. That’s not what I think.”
“Good, because I’m expecting you back in a couple of hours.” She sat up, and then pulled the covers up around her. “I need a shower. And you need to track down Carl and make sure he’s got everything he needs. I am expecting you to stay tonight. It’s Christmas day tomorrow, and you are the only present I want this year.”
“OK, you don’t have to make fun of me.”
“No. I mean it, Greg.” She slipped her hand around his neck and drew him close. “I want this to last. Surely it means something that we found each other after all these years.”
“Seven years and three months.”
“So you said,” she kissed him, and he pulled her close, his arms holding her tight against his body. It would be so easy to stay like this, for him not to leave. But she needed some time to get her head together. “Now. Go. I will see you later.”
She got up and went to the bathroom, before she shut the door, she said, “See yourself out. Come back when you’re ready, but please don’t bring Carl.”
He was out of bed, and retrieving his clothes, pulling his pants back on, leaving her one last look at his wonderful chest before he put one arm into the sleeve of his shirt. “Don’t worry, I won’t.” He looked up at her and grinned. “He is not going to ruin Christmas for us.”
“Good. I want you all to myself.” She shut the door behind her and leaned