Hobson

"Well I better be off if I'm going to catch the tube." Genesis says as she rises from the table.

"Where do you live?" Hathaway asks.

"Rosen Court."

"That's on my way home, would you like a lift?" Hathaway asks.

"Please." The young nurse answer and the two get up to leave.

Bynum

"That's mine" Sergeant Hathaway says as he points to a vehicle.

We get in and he pulls onto the main thoroughfare. I don't know what radio station we're listening to but I like it. "What station?"

"Pardon?" James asks.

I point to the center console, "The radio?"

"Oh it's a CD." He informs me as he makes the turn onto my street.

"I like it, which band is this?"

I must have said something funny for he smirks.

"What, should I know who this is? I mean is this the lost recordings of the Beatles gone acoustic or something?"

He laughs, "No, no. This is a recording of the group I play for."

I'm intrigued, "What instrument?"

"Guitar." He states flatly

"Well like I said before I like it. Oh this is me." I state as I point out the window. He slows and I get out. "Thanks for the lift."

"Anytime" He tells me and unlike others who have said this phrase to me I genuinely believe him.

Hobson

"Come on Lass." Robbie nudges me from the table.

I grab my coat, "Where are we going?"

"Your locks are being changed tomorrow so I thought we'd get some of your things and you would stay with me." He tells me as he fishes for his keys in his pocket. We make our way to the carpark and I see James' long arm directing Genesis to his car. Robbie presses his remote and the car alarm disarms and we get in.

The journey passes in silence until Robbie snorts, "Phil Collins."

I laugh myself, "What's in a name? That which we call a rose?"

"Shakespeare" Robbie mumbles.

Pulling into the drive of my home I suppress a shudder. While I know it's my house it seems foreign to me. I unbuckle my seatbelt and Robbie follows me into the house. He stands in the doorway of my bedroom as I shove belongings into a small duffle. When I zip it closed he takes it from me and we move back to the car. I sigh in contentment as we draw closer to his flat. I can't believe it's been 24 hours since we became lovers.

I settle on his couch while he bustles about in the kitchen making tea. It's a domestic scene and I find I like it.

"So how did your first day back go?" He asks as he hands me a mug.

I reach for the warm ceramic vessel and take a sip, "It was odd people either ignored me or smothered me kindness to coin a phrase from Genesis."

"Like her do you?" He asks.

I nod, "It's strange I don't think I've said two words to her until today and yet talking to her it's as if I've known her forever."

"I like her" he says.

I give him a look and he makes a tsk noise, "Not like that, she reminds me of me daughter."

"How are your children?" I ask in genuine interest.

"My son is happy in Australia I doubt he'll be back in Britain any time soon." He says a little sadly.

I cradle my tea closer to my chest, "Does that bother you?"

He places his drink down and faces me, "I don't know. I want him happy and Australia seems to suit him. I would love to see more of him but there's nothing stopping me from getting on a plane to see him. Lynn is up North with her boyfriend or partner whatever you call it nowadays."

"Would you like to see her married?"

"Of course I would but I'm not going to force the issue. I'm old-fashioned but that doesn't mean she has to be."

I put my cup next to his and take his face in my hands and kiss him. It's a chaste kiss at first but it slowly builds. It seems we spend an eternity just kissing one another, learning the shape of each other. His hand trails down my neck before running over the chain of the St. Michael.

Lewis

She's wearing me old medallion and I feel a smug sense of pride that feeling grows ten fold as I pull aside the top half of her dress and trace the bite on her shoulder. I'm startled when she pulls my shirt open to find the mark she left me. I tilt me head in the direction of the bedroom but she just shakes her head in the negative.

I see her decision and I take a deep breath to try and control my body but it's for nowt. She stands and I watch in awe as she reaches under the skirt of her dress to remove her knickers.

"Benefits to a dress" she murmurs

I can only sit there in a numb shock as she yanks at my belt and attacks my fly. Pants and me trouser are shoved to my knees and she arranges herself on me lap.

Hobson

Robbie seems stunned that I would be so bold with him and his words echo in my head I'm old-fashioned

"Do you like this?" I ask meekly.

"Oh Aye, I like it a lot." He huffs before kissing me. I elevate myself on my knees before sinking down onto him as he tears his mouth from mine and throws his head back. I move over him, the movements making the medallion I wear swing from my neck. Robbie places his hand over it, "Oh Laura, you feel so good."

His praise makes me feel powerful and when he comes a few moments later I feel like a Goddess.

It takes a few moments for our breathing to return to normal when it does we untangle ourselves and get up from the couch. Robbie groans upon standing, "Oh me back!"

"I'm sorry! I should have thought."

"Don't worry, sleep will soon fix it." He tells me as we drift towards the bedroom.

Lewis

I'm lying in bed after one of the most satisfying sexual experiences I've ever had. I can hear Laura brushing her teeth in the bathroom and I smile to myself. The smile turns into a laugh as I hear her spit into the basin. When she finally does get into bed I reach over and switch off the lamp. Even in the dimness of the room I can make out her profile and I reach over and stroke her hair before surrendering to sleep.