We were so lost in the new feelings which we were deliberately inflicting upon one another, neither of us even noticed the company we had acquired. Until we were rudely pulled out of our world and dumped back into reality.

Bloody *****, I leave you for two minutes and you turn into a *****!

All my fears came crashing down at the moment the l word reached my ears. I knew who the voice belonged to but still I wasn’t the l word, I would never be the l word and I didn’t want anyone to hear me being called the l word. Ok, so it didn’t help in my defence to have a hot woman devouring my neck, but that was a mistake. Im too polite to say no, so what was i supposed to do!

I pulled my head back and pushed Amelia back slightly, hearing a moan of disappointment escape her lips as she detached herself from my neck. During the seconds I pulled back from her incessant mouth and the time it took for Amelia to adjust herself to what was happening. I couldn’t help but meet her eyes, at first a flicker of confusion passed over her, then she pouted slightly from being interrupted from something which she had been utterly engrossed in. Then the deep pools of brown liqueur met mine and the intensity flooded her expression. I didn’t know what was going on, I was captivated, I wanted to gaze into her eyes forever. Of course that wasn’t going to happen.

Trix, I got you another drink. Hello? Earth to Trixie, anyone there?!

Lizzie was nudging my insistently, sloshing my drink around in the glass. I snapped out of my daze long enough to take the glass and gain a sufficient hold on it. By this time Amelia was sobering up after our overdose on lust. She straightened up and regarded Lizzie with a mixed expression. She obviously didn’t want to appear too pissed off that she had been interrupted and had to keep a polite smile lingering at the edges of her lips. But I had feeling this smile was more for my benefit than for Lizzies, as the heated glances I got werent exactly the hardest to decipher.