Chapter 3

They pulled up outside M's townhouse just after 11pm and he guided her up the steps, his hand gently placed on the small of her back. They got to the front door and M turned to him after she opened the door.

"Do you want to come in."

"What…a nightcap." He grinned.

"Well if you don't want too."

"No no, I'll come in."

He ushered her inside and helped her take off her coat. She walked over to her drinks cabinet and poured two brandy's and took them over to the sofa, handing one to James. He took it from her and watched her as she took a seat beside him.

"Thank you again for tonight James, it was just what I needed to take my mind of things."

"You've already thanked me."

"So I'm doing it again, are you going to complain."

"Not at all Ma'am." He smiled.

"James…"

"Yeah."

"Do you want to stay."

He watched her intently as she asked him the question he's hoped to hear all evening from her.

"James…"

"I don't want you to regret it M, if we sleep together it's gonna change things…you can't pretend it won't."

M moved a little closer to him and took his glass from his hand and set it on the table along with hers. She moved back and brought his face closer to hers, caressing his cheek.

"James, I wouldn't have asked you to stay if I weren't certain."

He locked eyes with hers and took hold of her hand. He moved closer bringing his lips to hers. She let out a soft sigh as one arm went around his waist and the other settled on his knee as he brought her closer to him.

"James…"

"Mmmm."

"Perhaps we should take this upstairs." She spoke, quietly.

He released her from his embrace as she slowly stood up and took hold of his hand and led him up to her bedroom. As he followed her up the stairs he still couldn't quite believe that it was finally happening with her but he couldn't have been more happy.

The sun shone bright through the bedroom window the next morning. He smiled as he felt her move closer to him, her arm draped over his chest. He held her close just enjoying the sound of her soft breathing. He lay quietly for a good half hour before she eventually opened her eyes and looked up at him with the biggest smile on her face.

"Morning."

"Morning beautiful." He smiled.

"You must still be half asleep." She laughed.

"Trust me, I'm wide awake."

"What time is it."

James glanced at the clock on the bedside cabinet.

"Just after 8am."

"WHAT, Damn, we're late."

"You're the Boss, you're allowed to be a little late."

"Yes but you're not and what's it going to look like if we both arrive late, they're not stupid."

"Then they find out."

"James, this is new…for both of us. I'm not sure I'm ready for people to know about us just yet. You understand, don't you."

"No I don't actually. What you're saying basically is that you're embarrassed by our relationship."

"Relationship, we've been on one date."

"Yeah and slept together, you know how I feel about you."

"James, lets not do this right now…please."

"Oh forget it."

James sulked out of the bed and quickly got his clothes on as M sat up in the bed watching him with anger clear on her face.

"I can't believe you're behaving like a child over this."

"I'm behaving like a child, what about you."

"What about me."

"What the hell is your problem M. You sat here last night asking me why it was always so damn impossible for people like us to be happy, given the job we do and now here we are…we spend a lovely evening together and I made love to the most beautiful woman and now here you are getting cold feet."

"James, you have to understand….I'm the Head of MI6. I have a certain reputation to uphold, I can't be seen…."

"What…fucking your Agents. Fine, have it your own way, if you can't even see how much I love you then what the hells the point."

M sat speechless as James exited her bedroom and the front door slammed behind him.

To Be Continued…