The last day of Dancing on Ice tour
"Chris?" asked Jayne
"Mmm?"
"What are your plans for tomorrow?"
"Well since you are going back home and Karen is busy I thought that I would do some shopping and just relax on my last day before I fly out"
"I'm not going home yet!"
"But why not?" Chris enquired sounding surprised
"Chris, I am going to be with my family for 6 months and I have one more day to be with you – let's spend some quiet time together"
"Are you serious?" his eyes lit up like an excited kid in a toy shop.
"Of course I am – I want to be with you – just us, just some quiet and peace before we deal with the real world again"
"Are you going to come shopping with me then?" he arched his eyebrows "cos you have a very negative effect on my credit card"
"Oh but you love spoiling me Christopher Dean!"
"OK, OK I admit that's true!" he grinned – Jayne Torvill to himself, what a treat he thought
"So, what do you want to do tomorrow?" he asked
"Nothing! Seriously let's just spend the day relaxing, the tour has worn me out and my kids are going to wear me out in 2 hours when I get home"
"It's a date then!"
"Just make sure that you feed me chocolate and have tea ready whenever I need it" she said cheekily.
"That sounds like a relaxing day for you and not for me – I'll just be at your service"
"Exactly how I like it – tell you what. I am going to have a lie in in the morning and you go shopping and then we'll get together in the afternoon"
The next day, Jayne knocked on Chris's door at noon.
"You call this afternoon?"
"Well, I slept, I ate and now I am bored on my own" she said pushing past him to get through the doors, having to climb over piles of parcels and bags.
She looked at all the luggage sadly – my last day with Chris she thought.
She threw herself onto the comfy couch before Chris could get to it and passed her iPod to him.
"Put on some music please Chris and then prepare to feed me some chocolate!" she winked.
"Some people" he groaned rolling his eyes at her, he set her iPod to shuffle and went to make the tea.
He returned to the lounge to find Jayne lying on the couch with a smile on her face, eyes closed.
"Tea is served your highness" he faked a bow.
"What a charmer!" she laughed, taking her mug and looking at him with her puppy dog eyes.
"Here's your chocolate too" he said, reading her thoughts.
She laughed thanks at him.
Chris settled into the armchair and picked up the newspaper to read and give her the peace that she so badly desired.
"Not a bad choice of music" he said enjoying the quiet jazz.
"Of course!" she replied and lay down again.
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favourite things
"Oh my God Jayne, you have got to be kidding!" moaned Chris looking over the top of his newspaper only to see Jayne spinning around the room.
Jayne looked back at him grinning
"I forgot how much you love that song" he grinned back at her watching her spin and skip around the room.
Eventually the song ended and Jayne jumped back onto the couch.
"Time to be horizontal again! Where's that chocolate?"
"Jayne you ate it all!"
She pouted at him and he winked back – "Think I don't know you Ms Torvill?" he said reaching back to the table and passing another slab to her. "You are going to make yourself sick you know"
"Don't care!" she exclaimed while unwrapping the chocolate, "it is worth it"
Jayne lay on the couch reading a magazine while eating and Chris leaned back into his chair reading the paper, helping himself to the chocolate too.
They barely spoke for an hour except for things like "pass me the chocolate please" and smiling at each other when their eyes made contact.
"Chris, I'm starving and don't say anything about the chocolate, we both know that chocolate is not food!"
"What do you want – I can order some food – pizza? Chinese? Indian? We can go out for lunch?"
She just raised her one eyebrow at him!
"I get it, I get it – horizontal – in that case I'll order in. Pizza with salad on the side?"
"You know me too well Christopher Dean" she laughed and leaned back to open her book while Chris left the room to order the food.
"Chris, I told Karen that I would meet her for drinks this evening" said Jayne as she bit into her pizza.
"Please don't go Jayne" he said looking intently at her.
"Why don't you come with? I still don't understand why you said goodbye to her last night when you are still here until tomorrow morning. What is going on?" she questioned
He just looked at her and shrugged his shoulders.
"Do you love her Chris?"
He looked at the floor and paused.."No"
"What did you just say?"
"I don't love her Jayne – I like her a lot, I enjoy being with her but I don't know. I just don't know if my heart is capable of taking the risk of loving again" he sighed.
They sat in silence for a while.
"Do you love Phil?"
"How can you ask that question?" she blurted out
"You asked me that, now I am asking you, do you love Phil"
This time, it was Jayne that paused…"Yes… no… I love him of course – he is my husband, he is the father of my children but he is not…."
"Not what?"
"He is not… he is not… you…" her eyes widened in realization that she had just said that part out aloud.
He looked at her for what seemed like ages, studying her shocked face.
"Phone Karen and cancel. Please" he implored.
"Hi Karen, would you mind terribly if I took a rain check for tonight – I am exhausted?"
"Liar" mouthed Chris smiling at her
"We won't be out late Jayne, please come"
"I can't Karen, seriously…"
"You are with him, aren't you?"
"Ummm…"
"Don't lie to me Jayne – first he can't be with me on his last night in the country and now same with you. What is going on?"
"Really, Karen, there is nothing going on"
"But you are with him and not with your husband aren't you"
"I promise you Karen, it is totally innocent – you know that. We are best friends" she glanced up to look at Chris who was staring at her.
"Jayne, you can be so stupid – nothing to do with Chris is totally innocent!" and she slammed the phone down.
"Now we are both in trouble!" said Jayne giggling nervously.