I wake in an unfamiliar bed. The dark duvet wrapped around my naked body. Naked! I suddenly sit up. That's when I notice the arm flung over my waist. A tan arm. A strong arm. Looking to my side Aidan lies in a deep sleep. His eyes firmly shut. His brown hair a mess. I can't stop the gasp that escapes me. How could I be so stupid. I hardly knew this man and I had just slept with him.

I worm my way out of his grasp. My eyes really the only part of me fully awake. The soft sheet falls away from my body. Lifting my bag I find my phone. 9:30. Quickly finding my clothes I begin getting dressed. I have a meeting at 10 with a client and by the time I get to my own hotel room then get ready again. Oh God! I hear Aidan stir behind me but I'm too busy getting changed.

"Good morning Bella." I hear him mumble. Clearly he is still half asleep too.

"So you remembered my name then?" I slip on my silver heels, peering back at him.

He lies on his back. His toned torso visible to me causing my cheeks to heat up. I can barely remember last night but if his body is anything to go by I'm sure it was enjoyable. He smirks up at me when he sees me checking him out. His hand resting behind his head. Brown eyes focused on me.

"I'm not the one night stand type so of course I remember your name.. Bella." His Irish accent shining through. A hint of a seductive tone as he says my name.

I can barely breath now. My cheeks are on fire and I'm pretty sure I'm beginning to sweat. I need to go! "Well that's all this was.. I should go!" I call back as my shaky hand reaches for the doorknob.

"If your sure." I hear him suddenly call out. Followed by laughter.

"Excuse me?"

"I said if your sure.. you can always come back." He winks causing me to blush again. What is this man?!

"Yes well.. it was nice to meet you and thanks for last night but I'm late for a meeting." A small lie but he won't be able to tell.

I hear him shift in bed when I close the door. A soft thud as I lean against it for a moment. Mainly to get my heart under control. This man.. Aidan and his ability to nearly kill every woman.. and probably man he comes into contact with. How did I survive last night? Maybe that's why I can't remember it, maybe I'm already dead.

Stepping out of my hotel room I turn to close the door. I find a note attached to it..

Just incase you want another round - 075 6754 8922

Aidan x

Grr this man was going to be the death of me. I stuff the note into my bag. Hopefully this bag turns into Mary Poppins bag where she can find.. and lose things in it all at once.

I'm about to leave the meeting when I remember one last question. "What colours would you like on the logo Mr Burns?"

The grey haired man turns to face me. "You asked that dear, I said silver and black preferably."

"Sorry. My heads away. If it wasn't screwed on I'd forget it." I laugh when he smiles. This man could always cheer me up. He was a regular client. I had done business for his daughter in the past and she had introduced us. Since then I had become close with the whole family. They thankfully only lived down the road from me back in Belfast. Always handy when your clients are close. "I will have that ready for you in the next few weeks. I leave for Belfast tomorrow so I'll start after that."

"No problem. Take your time, you know where we are."

I enter the hotel. I always hated these spinning doors. Are regular doors not good enough anymore? Lifting my eyes I spot Aidan. Quickly rushing into the bar area I watch him leave. Well that was stressful. Oh alcohol, that's what I need!

Three hours later I'm slumped in the corner of the bar. Another drink in my hand while the empty glasses pile up. The smell of drink hangs in the air. I can see more drunk people ahead. Yes I've clearly started a trend now. The calm music flowing through the air. A shadow covers the light in front of me.

"Do you mind if I join you?" His velvet voice drawing me closer. I look up. Is that Tom Hiddleston? Oh it is Tom Hiddleston.. yum.

I motion for him to take the seat beside me. My head spinning a bit but he's too hot to turn down. Even if it is only to take a seat.

"Why j-join me?" My words slightly slurred. I can't figure out if it's from all the drink or the fact this person beside me is hot. And when I say hot.. I mean HOT.

I take him in as he pours himself another wine. He doesn't look like a regular celebrity. His white shirt and plain jeans give off a 'normal person' vibe but he is anything but normal. Long fingers fit perfectly onto slim hands. Oh what he could do with them. I can feel myself smirk. All kinds of thoughts running through my head.

"Why join you.." He sits, a drink in one hand while the other rests under his chin. His high cheekbones and sculpted face pulling me closer. The smell of whisky coming from him. "I saw you last night. You were talking to that Aidan Turner and well I didn't get a chance to talk to you then." His free hand moves to rest on my exposed knee. My short red dress feeling tighter than ever. His voice turns low, almost seductive as he leans closer. "I saw that we were staying in the same hotel so.. I took my chance."

Wow! What are men nowadays.. sex gods. I couldn't help the heat that rose on my face. I'm pretty sure he noticed it too as he lets out his famous laugh. That sound just causing me to melt. "Well I'm glad you took your chance." I honestly have no clue what to say. I don't even know where that line came from.

After a moment of silence he suddenly jumps forward. "I'm so sorry I haven't even introduced myself properly." He reaches his free hand out. "I'm Tom Hiddleston. Actor."

I take his hand. Soft. Warm. "I'm Isabella O'Neill. Graphic Designer. It's nice to meet you!" He pulls away smiling, leaning back in the seat again. I feel myself relax again too.

After an awkward silence. "Your a Graphic designer?" I hear him ask.

Nodding I open my eyes to meet his. "Yes. I worked for Luther recently but I've done a lot of film and TV material over the years."

He smiles. Straight white teeth showing. "Over the years?" He laughs again. What was so funny? "You look like your about 12."

"Hey! I'm 24.. but I'll take that as a compliment thanks." I can't help the smile that escapes me as I smile back at him. He acts older than he is. Very gentlemanly. You could tell he is 11 years older than me.

"You should take it as a compliment, not many people can look so young." He takes my free hand in his. A spark of electric runs through me but my mind is too hazy. I've had too many drinks but he is so hot.

"I will." I reply taking my hand back. "Sorry you lost out on the award. I really enjoyed The Night Manager.. especially the pool scene." The words flow out of my mouth before I can catch them. Shit. Did I just say that?

I can hear him laugh again as I cover my face with my free hand. He pulls it away with his not long after. "It's fine. I'll take that as a compliment!" I feel my cheeks heat up again when my eyes meet his. "You have very beautiful green eyes by the way."

"Thank you. They aren't always green.. sometimes if I'm in a really bright purple room for example then they might have a slight purple glaze." Stop rambling. "Something to do with the green pigments. They absorb colour rather than reflect like other eye colours." Or not! "Sorry I'm rambling."

"Don't worry. I'm actually enjoying it. Your slurred voice is making it even sexier if I'm being honest." Talking about slurred. His is getting a bit that way too.

"Oh shut up you. Your such a charmer." I hit his arm lightly. The cotton shirt tingling my fingertips.

His hand rests on my exposed knee again. It leaves goosebumps in its wake. Piercing blue eyes meet my emerald. "One more drink?" Tom whispers. I nod slowly. What harm can one more drink do?

Famous last words.

I may not be able to upload the next chapter until next Monday.. I'm working this Friday and that was the day for chapter 3, if I can get the chance on Friday then I'll update this story but if not then it will be Monday. Thanks and please stick around :) Feel free to comment and fav. xo