They stayed there together in silence, Jayne curled up in Chris's arms, listening to each other's breathing.
Jayne rested her head on his chest and could feel his heart beating fast but he gave nothing away.
She had obviously put her music player on repeat because he realised that he was listening to the same song for the third time now. As the beginning of Someone like You started again with its beautiful piano melody, Chris pulled Jayne up and slowly started to dance with her. Not dancing as they could do, no rhythm, no fancy steps, just slowly circling each other staring into each other's eyes.
"we were born and raised in a summer haze…"
Jayne whispered "Someone like you" to Chris, her voice croaky.
He pulled her closer and brushed his lips across hers, heart pounding and unsure what to do or how she would respond. His question was answered by Jayne responding to his kiss.
Her lips slowly caressing his, he stroked his cheek.
"Beautiful, beautiful Jayne," he said pulling away from her slightly so that he could look at her. His fingers gently tracing downwards from her face and down her neck making her shiver. He slowly parted the opening of her gown, stroking the back of his hands over her voluptuous breasts and kissing small butterfly kisses over her chest. He heard her sharp intake of breath and looked up.
"Jayne," he whispered, "Jayne we have followed our heads for so long, I want to follow my heart now. I love you."
"I love you too," she replied, "and I want you so badly that it hurts but not here, not now"
He looked back up at her and grabbed her head to his chest, stroking her hair their breathing both ragged.
Suddenly they both jumped apart with the sound of the door opening and both turned to see Karen standing in the doorway.
"Chris, I thought that you were going for a walk!"
"I was, I did," he stammered "but I wanted to check on Jayne" – he glanced at her sideways and she dropped her eyes quickly.
"Jayne, are you OK?" asked Karen, her heart breaking for her friend who was clearly upset. But then she noticed that Jayne seemed to be in a bit of a disheveled state. If she didn't know better, she would have thought that she had interrupted something when she barged in.
"We better get back to training!" Karen suggested.
Chris sheepishly followed her out of the room glancing back at Jayne. He paused at the door and turned back.
"Jayne, we'll talk later," he said running his hand softly down her cheek.
She looked up at him, eyes glowing and he couldn't help but stealing a gentle kiss. He walked out of her room, turned back to look at her with a cheeky grin and did a little hop, heels clicking in the air.
She burst out laughing at his little act and felt herself relax for the first time in ages.
23 February 2012
The next morning was an early one, they were scheduled to be on This Morning and had to be at the studio early. Chris had offered to fetch Jayne on the way to make sure that she wasn't late.
Unbelievably, Jayne was not ready when he arrived at her hotel room.
"Good thing I came to fetch you," he said looking at her smiling – she was half dressed wearing a beautiful sleeveless black top with ruffles down the front, pyjama pants and her hair had not been brushed and was sticking out all over the place.
Even looking like that she was still gorgeous.
"Do you need me to dress you?" he raised his eyebrows suggestively reaching out to button her shirt properly for her.
"In your dreams Christopher Dean!" she shouted, grabbing her skirt and heading for the bathroom.
"If you don't hurry up, I am seriously going to come in there and get you," he called through the door, "and then you are going to be in a lot of trouble missy"
At that, she pulled the door open looking a picture of gorgeousness. "I'll brush my hair in the car and then the makeup artists can do something with this face"
"Jayne Torvill, you look stunning…"
"But?" she asked.
"But that top is so low cut and that skirt is so short, you are going to distract me during the show" he grinned "I will just have to focus on Phillip Schofield rather than you!"
"Not that he is my type", he added cheekily.
A few hours later and they were on air discussing Dancing on Ice.
The cameras focused away from them for a while to screen highlights of Sam's routine.
Everyone in the studio is watching the screen, except Chris who is talking away describing the frog lift while watching Jayne's breasts. Her top button had come undone and he was trying very hard to sound professional while looking at the scene unfolding next to him. She caught him staring, eyes bulging and eyed him questioningly. She realised what had distracted him, looked down and blushed.
She quickly started to do up the button but unfortunately the camera panned back to focus on her – doing up her top, an embarrassed look on her face.
She quickly covered her chest with her right hand, Chris looking at her with a grin!
Jayne frowns back at Chris who is restless in his chair, crossing and uncrossing his legs, leaning back, then towards her, forward again.
Chris tries to lighten the mood during a conversation about Sebastien's sad departure by saying "Jayne's made me cry a few times" but they just ignore his statement and carry on with the interview.
"Well that went well I think" said Chris in the car on the way back to the rink.
"The camera loves you Jayne," he smirks eyeing her while trying to focus on the London traffic.