Lexi reach down to Sam’s shirt, she ran her hand over the front of it lightly touching Sam’s breast through the fabrics, she heard and felt Sam gasp, Sam’s response was instant and she began to unbutton Lexi’s shirt. Before they knew it they were making love, gentle love not the pure raging sex Sam had been taking from women just to get some relief, something that had not happened with any of the women she had brought back to the flat.

Lexi woke first the next morning, she thanked god she wasn’t on call that weekend, she lay looking at Sam sleep for about half an hour, “Morning beautiful,” Sam looked into her eyes, suddenly tears were in her eyes, “Sam are you ok?” Lexi looked worried.

“I’m more than ok, Lexi I’ve fallen in love with you over the last months, I have wanted this moment so much now it’s here I’m happy, so happy, I haven’t felt like this for such a long time.” Sam reached up and pulled Lexi to her. Lexi could feel her own happiness, she had had a few relationships in the past but this was different, she really was in love with Sam despite the time it had taken for them to admit it to one another, “I love you too Sam, more than you know.”

Lexi arrived back at her own flat on the Sunday morning wearing a whole new outfit and a bag with her dirty washing in, “Sadie looked up from the magazine she was reading, “Take it you stayin’ out all weekend and warin new clothes, means you and Sam finally got things going.”

“We did Sadie,” Lexi was on cloud 9.

“About bloody time,” Sadie stood up and hugged Lexi, “I’m glad for you both, you know I really care for you both, I may not show it but I do,” with that Sadie retreated to her room.

Lexi made herself a coffee and flicked through the magazine Sadie had left on the table, Tess arrived home an hour later from her performance at the Tron, “Lexi you’re home, a good weekend?” Tess had that glint in her eye that said thank god at last.

“Fan ‘bloody’ tastic thanks,” Lexi was giving nothing away.

Sadie came back through and threw herself onto the couch, “S*** I’m board, Lauren’s away with the wife, I’ve got to open up the gallery tomorrow.”  Getting a delivery of some crappy artists work in the morning, you want to see some of the s***e that passes for art in there, I ain’t got a f***ing clue why some of it sells but it does.”