Carla smiled at the text from Peter. She couldn't help it. She just had to find a way to get to him without Michelle finding out. Luckily for Carla when she came out of the bathroom, Michelle was asleep on the bed due to the amount of wine she had drunk this evening. This was a good thing for Carla now she didn't have to explain where she was going or why.

Carla checked herself out in the mirror to make sure she looked alright. She was still wearing the black dress from earlier. She then walked out the door into the corridor. She felt herself have second thoughts when she got to the lift. She couldn't find it in herself to push the button. She raised her arm slowly to the button almost like something was holding her back, suddenly the doors of the lift opened to let a couple out so she had to walk in.

Whilst in the lift she stared at her reflection in the mirrors. She pursed her lips whilst applying more lip stick; it was a dark shade of red. She thought about it but didn't regret it. She needed to do this for some closure before her wedding.

All of a sudden the doors abruptly opened shining some light into the lift. It waited for Carla to step out but she took her time. Eventually she walked out onto the marble floor. There he was sitting on the sofa just waiting for Carla. She thought about turning away but it was too late he had already seen her.

He smiled at her inviting her over to him. She sat on the opposite sofa, leaving the table between them. She thought it best as she knows what they used to be like.

'Hello' he said.

'Hello' she said in return.

'How's your weekend going?' Peter asked

'Really that's what you want to talk about' Carla shot him a concerned look.

'Well I thought I'd get the conversation going' Peter smiled.

'I'm here on my hen do with Michelle and I bump into you, how do you think it's going?'

'Ok when you put it like that not good' Peter said causing Carla to smile 'ah I knew I'd get one out of you'

'This was a mistake' Carla started as she stood up. Peter stood up to grabbing her hand and causing her to look at him.

'No no I'm sorry' Peter said 'please stay'

Carla listened, they both sat down this time on the same sofa. She felt him close but didn't panic. It calmed her, like a familiar feeling.

'I don't know what you want me to say here' Carla told him.

'Nothing I just want to know how you've been.'

'Good I suppose, things weren't easy to move on from but I got there' she wasn't lying it was hard for her, she wanted him to know this.

'Good Carla I'm happy for you I really am' Peter wasn't lying he was happy for her but he had just hoped that it would be him making her happy.

'It could have been you' Carla started like she could read his mind. 'But you ruined it'

'I know and I regret it every day Carla.. If I didn't do what I did then maybe we would be happy with our little girl' he looked sad.

'Don't bring her into it Peter' Carla's eyes started watering 'it's in the past'

'I'm sorry I didn't mean to but we haven't really spoke about her since Carla I think it's only natural that we talk about her'

'I suppose but it's too hard Peter'

'I know exactly how you feel.. I know I didn't act in the best way when you told me about her but I did love her Carla I really did'

Carla let a tear escape from her eye. She wiped it away quickly so he didn't see but he did.

'Don't cry' Peter placed his hand on her arm for support. Both Carla and Peter felt a rush of emotions when they touched. Something Carla hasn't felt in a while. It was like he had awoken something in her that was dormant.

'It's sad that's all.. That things didn't work out the way I wanted them too' Carla said.

'Do you want to go to my room?' Peter asked.

Carla suddenly looked up at him shocked causing Peter to chuckle.

'Not like that.. This is a private conversation, it's probably not a good idea to have it here in the lobby of the hotel'

'I suppose you're right.. Just this time' Carla raised her eyebrow at him.

Carla stood up following Peter to the lift. The lift up to his floor was an awkward one full of sexual tension. As much as Carla hated to admit it, Peter looked good. Peter had already scanned Carla's outfit, he was completely blown away, he was so stupid to cheat on her she was stunning. As much as he liked that dress he wanted nothing more than to rip it off.

Carla looked at Peter watching her, it bought her some joy as she knew the effect she was having on Peter. She loved that she could still do that to him. Even after his affair she knew it wasn't because she wasn't good enough or pretty enough. She had never doubted her looks in that way.

When the lift doors opened Peter walked out alone. He held his hand out for Carla to take. She looked at it unsure of what to do.

'It's not going to bite' Peter smirked.

Carla smiled taking his hand. He led her to his room. His was exactly the same as hers just without all the girly mess everywhere like shoes and bags.

'Would you like a drink' Peter asked Carla who was walking towards the sofa.

'Go one then' Carla answered.

'You look beautiful by the way' Peter stated looking at her 'I didn't know if I were allowed to say that'

'Thanks! It doesn't hurt a girl to hear that' Carla smirked. Peter bought a glass of wine over handing it to Carla. He of course just had a glass of water.

'You don't mind do you?' Carla asked.

'I wouldn't have offered it if I didn't. I'm doing really well I've been sober since I left the street'

'Well done Peter I'm proud of you'

Peter walked over to Carla and joined her on the sofa.

'Carla as much as I love your company what are you doing here?'

'What do you mean?' Carla said a bit annoyed.

'Well you're getting married soon and your here with me of all people'

'Peter I just thought it would be nice to catch up'

'Carla this is me you're talking to I know that's not the truth'

'Ok well since I saw you I have just needed to talk to you I don't know why it's like something pulling me back' Carla looked at the floor she knew she shouldn't be there but she needed too.

'I know exactly what you mean. Since I saw you I have thought about nothing but you' Peter said.

Carla loved the fact she still had an effect on Peter. Peter looked at Carla in her eyes. The couple kept eye contact for longer than an engaged women should have with another man.

'I did mean it earlier Carla I am sorry for the way things turned out, especially our little girl' Peter put his hand on Carla's knee.

'I know me to' Carla replied placing her hand on top of his. Peter looked down at Carla's hand then back up into her eyes. His head began to slowly move closer to Carla's. She looked into his eyes then at his mouth which had now got a lot closer to hers. Before she knew it Peter's lips were pressed on hers. She didn't do anything to stop it, in fact she did the complete opposite. She opened her mouth as a sort of welcome to Peter to let him know it was ok.

His tongue entered her mouth slowly at first like he was asking for permission but when he felt her loosen up he deepened his kiss making it more passionate between the two of them.

Peter couldn't believe his luck. He was kissing Carla. He didn't want to push it but he couldn't help it. He placed his hand on her cheek but she didn't pull away. She placed her arms around his neck pulling Peter towards her. He had now pushed his body up against hers, she had let him. Carla was lent back against the arm of the sofa. Peter was getting closer almost lying on top of her.

Suddenly she stopped. She pushed Peter back up also sitting herself back up.

'I really should be going' Carla felt numb, she couldn't believe she had done this again to Nick.

'Carla I'm sorry I just couldn't help it, I still love you Carla' Peter was upset. She had let them be in the same room to talk about the past without shouting but he had ruined it by kissing her. Carla crumbed inside hearing those words from Peter. Deep down there was a part of her that still loved him too.

''No it's ok I just need to go' Carla told him before things really got out of hand.

With that Carla was out of his hotel room door like a flash, slamming the door behind her. She ran to her room so he couldn't call out to her.

As she entered her hotel room the door shut, she sunk to the floor behind it. Carla burst out crying. She wasn't upset that she had kissed Peter she was more upset that she had kissed someone that wasn't Nick.

The more she thought about the kiss the more she couldn't get Peter out of her head. It may have been a shock when he kissed her but nothing felt more natural to her. She felt a sort of familiarity when kissing him. It felt almost good.

Carla got herself up off the floor, walked over to the draws getting out of her dress. She joined Michelle in the bed, whilst laying there her thoughts of the kiss with Peter came running back.

She liked it. She had to admit that to herself. She had to see Peter again. Once more before she gets married to get these feelings out of her head. She still had one more night at the hotel maybe she could see him tomorrow.

She took out her phone to text Peter,

Peter, tonight wasn't a mistake, I enjoyed seeing you so if it is only for one more time then meet me tomorrow night so we can say goodbye properly.

Carla x

It's Peter. It's not cheating if you've been there before right? Everyone, even Nick knows how much she loved Peter so it would be like some sort of closure for her. Then she can marry Nick without any regrets and be happy. Can't she?