Alright! I know that I have to get the next chapter of TBWITB up...and I know that I may have told my new BFF that I was going to post the other new story that I have started writing... But I find that I'm extremely fickle these days...(I chalk it up to hormones because I can!)...and this one has been grabbing all of my attention, so yeah ;)

All the usual disclaimers apply...No, I don't own Skins...No, I don't own the characters except for the ones that are original...Yes, I wear matching socks, because that crazy thing you all do with the missed matched socks drives me up the fucking wall...Yes, all errors are mine...typos too!

Chapter 1: Regrets?

The M4 was wall to wall packed because an articulated lorry had broken down on the tarmac, which caused a couple of cars to asspack each other as they tried to avoid running in to it. Luckily, no one was badly injured, but the whole clusterfuck made the usually two hour drive stretch out.

Emily Fitch sat in traffic, cursing her sister for scheduling this meeting without consulting her about it. She was supposed to be in London an hour ago, and at the rate things were moving, she wouldn't get there until later in the day. She realised that she needed to call Katie and have her reschedule.

With a sigh, she pulled out her mobile, finding Katie's name and waited for her to pick up. She didn't have to wait long, as her sister picked up before the first ring was complete.

"You'd better be in the lift on the way up!"

"Good morning to you too, Katie." The hint of sarcasm was lost on Katie, as Emily rolled her eyes and inched forward a couple feet.

"Don't you fucking "good morning" me, Emily! You are very fucking late!"

"Yes, I know that, sister dear, but I'm stuck on the M4, and it doesn't look like I'll be making it anytime soon." Emily explained while trying to keep the frustration out of her voice.

"What the fuck, Emily? Don't you realise how important this is? These people have the ability to throw loads of business our way!" Katie's whining was nothing new to Emily. She had been living with it for the last twenty seven years, so she was well used to it by now. She also knew how to ignore it most of the time.

"I understand that, Katie, but there's not really a lot I can do about that now, is there?" Emily replied, as she looked ahead to see if there was any change in the traffic. "I'm barely past Shefford, Kay."

"Hold on a tick." Emily could hear rustling on the other end, as she thought about the work she had to do later, after this bloody meeting. She was wrenched from her thoughts as Katie came back on the line. "Alright, Emsy, I've just spoke to Gerald and he said we can push the meeting until later tonight, over dinner."

"No way, Katie! I've got too much to do today and I can't afford to waste the day in London!"

"What are you doing that's more important than this?"

"Listen, Katie! I don't sit around an office all day, as you well know!" Emily was on the verge of shouting, which would look rather strange to anyone of the other drivers next to her, but she really didn't care. "I've got three sites to go over today and we still have to sort out the zoning license for the new property!"

"Have Cook or Freddie do it! This is important, Emily. I cannot stress this enough." Katie's whining was starting to grate on Emily's nerves.

"I can't do that to the boys!"

"Why not?" She asked indifferently.

"Ugh! Because it's not their job, Katie!" Emily stated through clenched teeth, five heartbeats away from hanging up on her sister and turning back around. "Besides, I was supposed to have dinner with Georgina tonight."

"Fucks sake, are you still seeing her? I thought you broke it off with her?"

Emily squirmed in her seat, because she had been meaning to break it off with the girl but every time she tried, Georgina would start clinging tighter to her. And no matter how much she didn't want to spend a lifetime with her, Emily realised she was too cowardly to end things. Because it was nice to say she had a girlfriend at home, someone who would welcome her with open arms from a hard day of work.

"Are you even listening to me?" Katie barked at her from the other end of line, causing Emily to flinch. "Listen Emily, The Stonem Group are on the verge of launching the biggest suburban renewal movement this country has ever seen, yeah? That's steady work for years as long as we get our bid in, the right bid, and I can't do that without you, okay?"

"Katie," Emily sighed loudly, "I'll be there as soon as I can, we'll do dinner with these guys, but when I get to London, you and I are going to have a very long talk about why you feel we need to do this."

"Deal! I'll be at a place called the Cat & Mutton, it's supposed to be the new trendy spot to be seen."

"I don't give a flying fuck about being seen. I'll see you when I get there." Emily hung up and cursed her sister. Why she expected Katie to act any different than any other day was beyond her.

She sat in traffic and wondered how differently their life might've been if her mum was still around, but that always led her to think about the day they lost Jenna Fitch.

"Are you sure that's wise, Rob?" Aunt Tracie asked into the phone, as Emily and Katie sat at her kitchen table, eating a late lunch.

The twins had been at Aunt Tracie's since the morning before when Rob dropped them off on his way to hospital, with the promise that when he came to get them they would have a new baby brother.

But sitting there, watching their aunt as she kept her voice low, they got the feeling that something bad had happened. At five years old, the girls were awfully perceptive.

Their father must have said something on the other end of the line, because then Aunt Tracie replied. "Alright, Rob. I'll bring them up as soon as I can." Silence. "Yes, I'll hurry."

Aunt Tracie didn't even get them dressed, just bundled them into the car in their jim-jams. The ride to the hospital was silent, both girls knew that talking would make things worse, so they stayed quiet.

When they reached the floor where their mum was, the girls saw their father sitting on the floor in the corridor. Katie was the first to shout out.

"Daddy!" Then her and Emily rushed up to him.

When Emily got closer, she saw that he was crying and she felt her tummy twist into knots. "Daddy, why are you crying?"

Rob looked at his girls and fresh tears spilled from his eyes. "Girls, Mummy has to go away." He told them, unsure of what else to say. "She's waiting to say goodbye, my loves."

"Where is she going?" and "Why does she have to go?" Came from the girls, as he took their hands in his.

"I tell you both later, but let's hurry. You don't want to miss saying goodbye, do ya?"

The girls shook their heads and Rob led them into the hospital room, where Jenna was laying on the bed, eyes closed as if she were sleeping.

"Love." Rob called out softly, getting no response. "Jenna, love...the girls are here." He whispered urgently, thinking the worst had happened already.

Jenna's lashes fluttered as she drug her eyes open, catching sight of Katie and Emily. Next to her bed there was a bassinet on a trolley. Katie saw it and squealed in excitement.

"Look Emsy! It's our brother!" Katie ran around the bed, stopping in front of the bassinet and tried to see inside. "Daddy, I wanna see the baby!"

"Katie, sweeting...come see mummy." Jenna's voice was weak. "Rob, can you bring the girls up here."

Rob nodded, scooping Emily up first and placing her gently on the bed and watched as she cuddled into his wife. Jenna kissed the girl on the top of her head and brushed her cheek against Emily's hair. Katie was soon added to the pile and Rob took a seat at the end of the bed, staying silent.

"Girls, I need you to listen to me, alright?" Jenna looked down at her daughters, little tiny replicas of her and she almost sobbed out loud, but she held it together.

"What's wrong, Mummy?" Emily asked. "Daddy said you have to go away. Why?"

"Well, my little ducklings," Jenna smiled weakly at them, "something happened when I was trying to bring your baby brother home. Remember when your Nan went to sleep last year and didn't wake up?"

Both girls nodded their heads, really afraid now.

"Well, I'm going to have to go to sleep and be with baby James soon."

This confession set off the twins, as they both gripped tightly onto Jenna and refused to stop crying.

"But it's not fair, Mummy!" Katie whined, her lisp more pronounced, causing Jenna to smile again.

She loved it when Katie's lisp came out, just like she loved it when Emily would smile so big that it lit up her day. Even though they were twins, her babies were two totally different little people.

"I know it's not fair, my duckling, but James is all alone in heaven and we don't want him to be alone now, do we?"

Rob listened to whole exchange, sobbing his heart out.

"Can't Nan stay with him?" Emily asked from her spot against Jenna's neck. "Papa Fitch is there too, Mummy, so can't they stay with baby James?"

"I'm sure they could, my sweet girl, but he's only a baby and he doesn't know Papa Fitch or Nan." Jenna told her girls.

"Then I want to go with you too!" Katie cried.

"Absolutely not!" Jenna said firmly, surprising herself with how strong her voice sounded. "You and Emily have things you need to do before you come see me and baby James, my love. You've got school and dances to go to, then there's college and University...that's where I met your daddy, at university." Jenna said as she looked over at her husband, smiling at him as she remembered that moment. "And besides, if we all go with baby James, who'll take care of your daddy?"

A pain ripped through Jenna and she knew she didn't have much time left.

"Jenna, love?" Rob was by her side in an instant.

"It's time, Rob." Jenna whispered. "Do you remember what we agreed on?"

"I know love, you want to be laid to rest with James, aye."

Jenna smiled up at him, as he leant down to kiss her goodbye. "Take care of the girls, Rob...please be strong for them and for the love of all that is holy, do not be sad, okay?"

"Aye love. Don't be sad...got it. Although, I will have to mourn the loss of my heart, because you're taking that with you."

Jenna Fitch melted all over again, because even as she lay dying, he still had the power to charm her. "I love you, Rob."

Emily watched as her dad and Katie cried. Her mummy looked so tired. "Mummy, you should go to sleep now, your eyes are droopy."

"Aye, they are my, duckling. But there's one thing I need from you before I go to sleep." Jenna told her.

Emily perked up at that, wondering what she could do for her mummy. "What?"

Jenna asked Rob to take Katie, as she freed her hands and started to tickle Emily, knowing that that would get her baby girl to smile for her one last time.

Peals of laughter rang throughout the room, as Emily tried to pull away from her mum's fingers. "Mummy...," Emily said through deep gulps of breath, "...stop...please...,"

"Not till I get my smile, duckling."

And just like that, Emily forgot that something bad was about to happen, as the smile her mother wished for spread across her face.

"There it is." Jenna said softly, returning the smile, as another round of pain gripped her. "There's my favourite part of you, Emsy. Thank you. Give me a kiss my ducklings." Emily reached up and gave her mother a sweet kiss and followed by Katie. "Don't forget, no matter what, remember that I love you both with all my heart."

"Yes, mummy." Both girls replied at the same time, as tears fell from their eyes.

Their dad had taken them out of the room, left them with Aunt Tracie and went back in to be with his wife, but when he came out for the last time, he was a different man. He still laughed and played with the girls, just like before, but you could tell something was missing. He would sit by himself more often and stare into nothing.

And he worked more than he ever did before. He must have noticed all the time he was spending away from the girls, because a few years later, he started taking them to work with him.

He owned a small carpentry business. Nothing big, only a handful of guys working for him, but oddly enough, both Katie and Emily loved it. Emily would follow Rob around and study his every move.

One day, he was irritated because the crew were behind schedule, and whilst Katie was happy enough to sit in the office picking out colour chips to finish the walls with, Emily wanted to be right there beside him. Try as he might, he couldn't keep Emily inside the office, so he finally put a hammer in her hands and showed her how to swing it.

And that was that.

From that day on Emily learned everything she could from her dad and his crew.

Emily didn't know how to explain it, but she always got the feeling that things would have been so much different if her mum was still around. She quickly pushed those thoughts away and concentrated on getting out of the mess on the M4.

No matter what she told Katie, she did not want to make her any madder than she already was.

"Are you fucking kidding me with this shite!"

Effy Stonem glanced up as a thick folder slide across her desk. She put her pen down and sat back in her chair to stare at her oldest, and most frustrating, friend. "Hello to you too, Naomikins!" She smirked as she looked at the agitated woman before her.

"What the actual fuck, Effy?" Naomi Campbell took a seat in front of the desk and glared at the frail looking woman. "This is not what I signed on for!"

Effy sighed loudly. She always knew she was going to have trouble with getting Naomi on board with this. "I know it's not, Nai, but my hands are tied on this one. Mum has backed me into a corner here and you're the only one I trust with this."

"No...absolutely not! I'm not doing it!" Naomi protested stubbornly, crossing her arms in front of her. "I've had five other offers, Effy. Five! I came here because of you, because you said I could do the work I wanted, but in the two years I've been here I've produced three Geordie Shore rip offs and two cooking shows!"

"Fucks sake, Naomi, I get it! Alright? I really do, but Mum is the head of The Stonem Group and this is the direction she wants this division to go in. At least I was able to get this type of project out of her, okay!" Effy took a moment to collect herself, because getting all worked up has never done much for her. "Naomi, this can be a good thing for us, you and me...," she trailed off as Naomi rolled her eyes, "Gerald is heading up the housing renewal project and this could be some of the best television programming out there if we put the right spin on it, which is where you come in."

Naomi sniffed at Effy's statement, but she was hooked nonetheless. "What do you mean?"

Effy knew she had her now. All it was going to take was a bit of flattery to seal the deal. "You want a project that matters, yes?" She asked, to which Naomi nodded. "This is not going to be one of the those shows where some overly rich snobbish couple come in and we watch them dicker with the estate agent for a lower price, Nai. What Gerald and I are talking about is making a difference in a family's life."

Naomi sat there intrigued and she knew that Effy knew it. "Go on."

"How many people lost their homes last year, Nai? How many estates were shut down and bulldozed to the ground for property developers, leaving thousands homeless?"

Naomi thought about the number in her head. "Nine. I still do-,"

"That's right, nine! We have a chance to say something here and give some of these people a chance to help them get back on their feet, Nai!" Effy explained passionately, causing Naomi to stare open mouthed at her.

"I don't know, Effs...it still seems like another laughable reality show." Naomi said casting her eyes down, giving the whole thing some thought.

"Not if you helm the project, Nai. With you as my producer, you can keep a tight reign on it and make for sure it doesn't get that far, okay?"

Naomi sat for a long time contemplating Effy's words. She knew she could nail this project. But it's not what she went to film school for, not by a long shot.

She had gone to film schools in New York, London, Berlin and Paris. Naomi had won numerous student awards for her documentaries and she had been hoping to go bigger.

But once she returned home from Berlin, another degree fresh in her hand along with her awards, she found out that the documentary crowd was over flowing with hot new directors fresh out of film school.

That's where her best friend since childhood, Effy Stonem, came in.

Effy's mum ran The Stonem Group. A large umbrella corporation that had business dealings in just about everything from software and tech to entertainment and sports. Effy headed up the television production department and when Naomi needed a job after Uni, she offered her friend a job as a producer, with a chance to eventually make that life changing documentary.

It hasn't always been perfect, but Naomi and Effy get on very well, so it was really a win win for Naomi.

Except for this. Reality telly is the one thing that Naomi's always hated about this job and she was promised that the last cheesy show she did was the last one.

"I don't like this, Effy." Naomi stated again petulantly, as she folded her arms in front of her.

Effy sighed and rubbed her temples, so tired of this conversation already, but she knew she had to get Naomi to agree. "I know you don't, Nai, but I had to fight my mum to have you on this project, okay? Please say that you're going to be okay with this?"

"Fine, Effy. Are you happy now?" Naomi scowled, but knew she'd never be able to hold out against Effy for long.

Effy's smile spread slowly across her face. "Yes, very much so." She stood up and came around the desk to give her best friend a hug. "I really didn't wanna do this without you, Naomi."

"Yeah, yeah...sometimes I get the feeling you only keep me around so that you have someone to go clubbing with."

"Speaking of clubbing...,"

"No!"Naomi stood up and started toward the door.

"It's not that, it's just that we have a meeting with one of the candidates for the job."

"Oh." Naomi stopped, looking chastised. "When?"

"Well, it was supposed to be now, but I just spoke with Gerald and he said that one of them was stuck in traffic, so he's scheduled it for later."

Naomi thought about everything she had learnt since stepping into Effy's office. "So how's this going to go down?" She inquired, starting to wrap her head around the logistics of it all, as she sat back down.

"We'll have the usual team. Thomo's on his way back from Barcelona and JJ is with a team up in Glasgow, but they both have agreed to work on this one with you. And me."

"You?" Naomi asked, shocked. Effy had never wanted to go out on assignment before, usually preferring to stay in the office.

Effy raised an eyebrow, challenging Naomi to argue. "Yes, me, Nai. I'm getting bored here lately and I feel a change is in order. But don't worry, I plan on being your assistant on this one."

Naomi looked confused for a moment. "Why? Sophia is my assistant out in the field."

It was true, Sophia Moore had always been the one to help Naomi, but Effy had started noticing the girl's strange behaviour toward Naomi. And Naomi, being Naomi, was oblivious to the attention.

"She's been reassigned to Marcus." Effy told her flatly.

"What? Why?" Naomi thought about the hassle of training a new PA.

"Did you sleep with her?" Effy questioned back.

Naomi's face turned red. "Not exactly...," she trailed off, thinking she was stupid for the hundredth time since her last assignment, when her and Sophia had made out in the toilets of a pub in Cardiff, whilst they were on location.

"What does not exactly mean, Naomi?" Effy glared at her, digging for the answer with her eyes.

Naomi squirmed under the look. "We almost shagged in a dodgy Welsh pub, but then I remembered that whilst I like the girl, fucking her in the loo was bad form. Actually, fucking her at all is just a bad idea."

Effy's eyes widened at Naomi's bluntness. "So you do have some morals in that thick head of yours, well done!"

"Hey!"

"I know you're a bit closed off when it comes to these kind of things, Nai, but that was one of the stupidest things you've ever done!" Effy stated over Naomi's protest. "Didn't you notice that she's more...attentive now?"

"Not really." Naomi shrugged, wracking her brain trying to remember if Sophia had ever acted different.

"Fucks sake, Nai! You are one of the densest people I've ever known!"

"Hey!" Naomi tried again to defend her character.

"It's true, Naomi and you know it! Sophia has been reassigned permanently and I will be your new PA, is that understood?"

"But why?" Naomi was whining now, and she hated that.

"Because she won't be able to perform her job if she's too busy trying to get you to notice her again," Effy said with a raised eyebrow, "and we both know that if you didn't shag her in those dodgy pub toilets, you're not going to shag her at all, don't we?"

Naomi lowered her head, knowing that Effy was right, as usual. "Yes...I was drunk and she was there, that's all it was."

"I figured as much, Nai, so it's for the best that we just don't put you in that position again, okay?"

Naomi nodded and swallowed thickly. "Thanks, Effy."

"Don't mention it, yeah? You're my friend and I'm just looking out for you. The last thing you need is a sexual harassment suit brought against you, so...,"

"So when does this thing start?" Naomi asked, trying to change the subject. Her love life, or lack thereof, was not something she wanted to dissect and examine. It was pathetic enough as it was without adding her numerous mistakes into the mix.

Effy smirked, knowing what her friend was doing, but didn't want to draw it out. "Well, the thing is, we're meeting with the owners of Fitch Construction. This is my pick for the project." She said opening up her file on the company, while Naomi did the same. "As you can see, they're a reputable company, who also do what they can to help families in need. This is who we want."

Naomi scanned the fact sheet in front of her, couldn't help but be impressed with what she saw and knew that Effy was right. As usual. "Alright...if this is your pick, why are we meeting with anyone else?"

"Mum." Effy stated simply. "She wants to add footage of the selection process to the show, so Gavin and Stacy will be on hand to film the meeting today in lieu of JJ and Thomo."

As Naomi read the bios on the Fitches, she was notably impressed with the background on Katie and Emily Fitch.

Twin sisters, raised by their widowed father, both of them applied to volunteer during college and kept at whilst at uni. Habitat for Humanity, Build Abroad, Projects Abroad, African Impact, IVHQ and Volunteers for Peace, sending them to such places as Kenya, Brazil, Peru, Italy and Romania, just to name a few.

"Twins, hey?" Naomi commented as she glanced up at Effy.

Effy merely rolled her eyes. If there was one thing about her best mate that she could change, it was her reluctance to settle down and make a commitment.

"How about we try to stay professional on this one? And when I say we, I mean you!" Effy stated in a matter of fact manner, glaring playfully at her friend. Naomi laughed aloud, holding her hands up in surrender, causing Effy to laugh as well, as she stood up and grabbed her jacket. "C'mon, Nai...we'd better get to the pub. If we don't leave now, we'll be late."

"Right behind ya, Eff." Naomi followed her out of the office and they made they're way to Effy's car. 'Twins. Hmm...this could be interesting.' She though to herself as she sat quietly beside Effy as they crossed town during the late lunch rush.

Emily's head felt twenty sizes too big. She knew this wasn't normal, but she couldn't for the life her remember why.

Her eyes were shut tight against the sunlight the she felt coming through the window, but something was wrong, because it was hitting the wrong side of her face.

Emily took a chance and cracked her right eye open just enough to catch sight of her bedroom window in the wrong place. When she realised this fact, she freaked out and both eyes opened wide causing the pain in her head to intensify.

At the squeal of pain she let out as she slammed her eyes shut, Georgina shuffled next to her and Emily cursed herself for waking the girl, because now she'll want to cuddle and get ever more clingy and she didn't know if she'd be able to deal with that this morning.

"Morning." An unfamiliar voice said sleepily from under the sheet.

Emily froze, as last night slammed into her mind like a freight train boring down the tracks at high speed.

Blonde hair, blue eyes and pale creamy skin blinded Emily, as the sheet was thrown off the body next to her, revealing the tall gorgeous girl she met yesterday afternoon and she quickly looked down at herself, noticing that she was naked.

"Um...," Emily was drawing a total blank as the realisation of what she had done hit her.

"Naomi?" The blonde supplied with a heart stopping smirk, as she raised herself up on her elbows, looking Emily over with dark eyes.

"Yeah, um...right...," Emily was starting to panic now, "what happened last night?"

Emily didn't miss the look of hurt in Naomi's eyes at the question, but she ducked her head quickly to hide it.

"You don't remember?"

The question was so quiet, Emily wondered if it was spoken at all, until Naomi's head lifted back up and those icy blue-grey eyes locked on hers, making her heart beat faster.

"I'm sorry...," Emily trailed off, because she didn't know what to say. It's not like this was a new thing, it was just something she hadn't done in fucking years!

She was about to say something else when her mobile went off, the ringtone indicating that it was Georgina ringing her. "Fuck!" She exclaimed, looking for it. She jumped up and started searching for her clothes and her mobile.

Emily found her jeans and dug her iPhone out of the back pocket, quickly glancing at it, confirming that it was her girlfriend. She turned back to Naomi, using her jeans to cover herself because she couldn't find her Fitch Construction t-shirt. "I'm sorry...Naomi," she blushed as she looked at the blonde, images of last night starting to filter through her brain, "I've got to take this."

"Sure, no problem...," Naomi tried to sound nonchalant, shrugging as she stood up and grabbed a robe throwing over her body, blocking Emily's view of what looked like the silkiest skin she'd ever seen. "The rest of your things are up there."

Emily's gaze followed the long arm as it pointed to a spot above the dresser, where she saw her knickers, bra and white vest flung casually over the mirror. She smiled shyly at the blonde as she opened the bedroom door.

"I hope you won't regret what happened," Naomi said before leaving the room, "once you remember it all, that is, because I don't." Emily didn't reply, because her mobile was kicking off again, only smiled at Naomi as she left Emily standing alone in the room.

Naomi was about to shut the door completely when she heard Emily answer her mobile.

"Hey, baby...ya, I know...I'm sorry. Katie wanted some sister time and you know how she gets about that...,"

Naomi felt her heart drop as she overheard Emily's end of the conversation. 'Fuck! She's got a girlfriend? Why didn't Emily tell me that yesterday!' She made her way to the kitchen to make some coffee. She needed the caffeine to help her get over the shaking that had started when she walked down the hallway.

"So much for professionalism!" She muttered to herself as she nursed that first beloved cup of steaming hot liquid. She heard the door of her room open and shut, then the sound of stockinged feet find their way into the kitchen. Naomi looked up to find a clothed, blushing Emily standing in front of her.

"Um...Naomi...," Emily's voice was huskier than last night, causing shivers to ripple across Naomi's skin at the sound of it.

"You don't have to say anything." Naomi replied sadly. "I get it...you've got a girlfriend and you don't do this kinda thing, so...lets just chalk it up as a lapse in judgement and move on, yeah? No hard feelings, alright? This won't be held against Fitch Contractors at all...actually, if you would be so kind as to keep this to yourself, that'd be great."

The wind was sucked right out of Emily's sails as Naomi basically gave her a reprieve. She was so ready to come out here and do whatever was needed to make sure her and Katie still had a shot at this job.

"I'm really not like this, I'm so-,"

"Save it, Emily...please?" Naomi cut her off quickly, standing up from her chair to stand face to face with her. "It is what it is, okay? We can't go back and change anything, so we'll draw a line under it and move on."

Emily's mobile went off again and she groaned at the interruption. "For fucks sake!" She growled out loud as she checked the caller ID, as if she didn't know already. "I've got to go."

Naomi shrugged again. "Hopefully I'll see you soon. Effy should be calling you guys to let you know if you've got the job, so...," Naomi was feeling odd, something strange was going on with her and she didn't understand it.

Emily merely nodded, feeling dismissed and she turned toward the front door.

Naomi watched the girl go, a sadness filling her, but just as Emily opened the door, she felt the need to clarify something.

"Emily?"

She stopped and turned slightly back to Naomi. "Yeah?"

Naomi heard the nervousness in her voice, and thought that maybe, just maybe, Emily was feeling as strange as her right now. "For what it's worth, I really don't regret it. Not at all." She told her with a shy smile, catching her bottom lip in between her teeth.

Emily didn't respond with words. Could only nod her head. She could feel the blush work its way up her face, as she walked out the door shutting it firmly behind her.

Leaving the most gorgeous woman she had ever met in her life on the other side, dialing Katie to find out exactly what the fuck happened last night.

Okay...nervously waiting to hear what you think...

I will apologize right off the bat for not being English and for not knowing the laws and requirements for construction and buying and selling property over there...all I can say is that I will do my best to be as realistic as possible...

The idea for this came when I was being forced to endure the Property Brothers...(I'm the only one in my family who hates reality TV...can someone save me?), I then I started picturing Emily Fitch in a white tank top, jeans, work boots, sweating up a storm as she swung a hammer! Let that image run through your minds for a few moments and see if you can think properly after that!

So...let me know...do I keep going? Or no?

Love all you guys bunches xoxoxoxoxoxoxo

Marsupial