Becca returned from Paris at six on Monday morning. I'd agreed to meet her at the airport and drive her home, seeings as Shaun needed to go straight to the bar after something had kicked off at the weekend.

As I waited in the arrivals lounge, I was petrified. I really did want to see Becca, but I was so worried that she'd hate me for throwing myself on her brother. Not that she knew yet... I was still debating with myself as to whether I should tell her or not. Eventually, I'd decided to wait until she'd told me all about her holiday and we'd discussed the engagement and that until I would rethink whether I was going to tell her.

She walked through the gate, hand-in-hand with Shaun, pulling a small case with her spare hand. As soon and she saw me she rushed over and hugged me.

"I missed you!" She cried.

"Aw I missed you too! So come on then, show me the ring!" I pulled out of her hug and looked down at her hand. She lifted it up and I saw the huge diamond ring on her finger. "Oh my god, that's huge! It must have cost a bomb!"

She nodded and grinned. Shaun made his way over and the couple said their goodbyes, then I took Becca's case and walked her to the car.

We spent most of the drive home talking about Paris and how excited we were to start making wedding plans, and then Becca asked the question I was dreading. "What did you do this weekend?"

"Uh, nothing much." I mumbled.

"I saw a few pictures on Facebook of you and some of the Sun Hill officers?"

"Yeah, Beth and Sally invited me out."

"Did you have fun?"

"Yeah, it was alright. I was a bit too pissed to remember much.."

Becca laughed. "That sounds about right!"

I smiled and stopped at the familiar traffic lights, signalling that we were just minutes away from Becca's.

"Was Dale there?" She asked.

I nodded.

"Did he have much to say?"

"Yeah we had a chat.. Can't really remember much."

"Oh.. I'm guessing that he ended up taking you home.. That's why you're being so quiet, right?" Becca questioned. "I've told you, I don't mind if you crash at his, or vice versa... It's just a place to stay!"

The lights turned green and I pulled away as I slowly nodded. It was quiet for a second and then Becca spoke again;

"What is wrong with you Rox? You're so quiet!"

I shrugged. "Nothing, just feeling a bit ill."

"Oh my god... You're pregnant aren't you?!" She cried.

I turned to look at her, a little in shock, was she really that stupid? I shook my head, a smile on my face, trying to hold back a laugh, and looked back at the road. "You know full well that you have to have sex to become pregnant."

She laughed. "Yeah well there could've been some fella that you were keeping secret from me!"

As soon as she said the words, the smile fell from my face. Smithy had popped into my head. Not that he was some secret fella, he wasn't even my fella...

"Well that smile dropped quickly... You do have a secret fella don't you?!"

I shook my head again and turned down Becca's road.

"Don't lie! That's why you've been so funny! You can't keep a secret to save your life! Especially not from me!"

I shook my head again.

"Roxie!" She poked me in the ribs. I sighed and pulled over outside her flat. "Roxie, tell me! You obviously have some bloke that you're hiding!"

"I don't..."

"Who is he?!"

"Becca..." I was starting to get a bit pissed off with her questions.

"No come on, tell me, who's the fella?!"

"No one..."

"It's so obvious! Oh my god you saw him this weekend didn't you?!" She cried. I shook my head. "I bet you do remember that night and you got Smithy to cover for you whilst you met up with your bloke!"

"Becca, there is no bloke!" I stated, getting a little angrier.

"Don't lie, you spent that night with him didn't you?! Come on, who is he?!"

"FOR FUCK SAKE, IT'S YOUR BROTHER!" I shouted. I quickly snapped my mouth shut, realising I'd just made two massive mistakes. Her brother wasn't my fella, I wasn't even sure what he was or what was going on in my mind about him... and I'd just got so angry with Becca and shouted something so insensitive at her. I'd never felt so angry towards Becca before. It was obviously something to do with the way her brother was making me feel...

"So you.. and Smithy..." She mumbled quietly, a frown on her face.

"No it's not like that!" I cried. I had given her the wrong impression completely.

"That's so weird, Roxie."

"But it's not like that!"

"Not like that? So you didn't have sex with my brother the other night?"

I shook my head. "No, no I didn't."

"Then what?" She asked. "You're seriously confusing me, Roxie..."

I stuttered a little, trying to find a way to explain it. She'd only get to understand it from my point of view... He probably saw it a completely different way. "Becca, I wasn't lying when I said I don't remember that night. All I remember is waking up half naked next to your brother.."

"At his?"

"No, at mine. He told me that we'd kissed, and then I tried to take it further and he stopped me.."

"So how did you end up half naked?"

"I don't know.. I guess we just stripped off to get into bed."

She screwed her face up a bit. "That's so weird... My brother and my best friend sharing a bed half naked..."

"Yeah, but.." I sighed. "I don't know.."

It was quiet for a little while and then she also sighed. "You like him don't you..."

I shrugged. "I don't know how I feel."

"Well, it's not as if we're kids and all that stuff is icky... I suppose I could get used to it. It's just a little strange."

"You don't need to give some sort of blessing, it's not like anything will happen."

"Oh, I thought it was me that was really kind of stopping you?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, Becca. I just don't want to bother with it right now."

She nodded. "Okay." She smiled softly and looked up at her flat. "Do you want to come in?"

I shook my head. "I've got to go into work at ten, so I need to get ready. I'll call you later though."

"Alright." She gave me a kiss on the cheek, then climbed out of the car.

I waited as she got her case from the boot, then rolled down my window. "Oh and Becca?"

She turned to look at me. "Yeah?"

"Don't tell Smithy about this conversation."

She nodded and continued going into her flat.

The next few weeks passed slowly. I tried my hardest to not think about Smithy at all. It wasn't that I didn't want to, but I knew that I would just end up over-thinking things and just see it all in a way I shouldn't. I didn't know why I was so bothered about a kiss, or two, anyway? I mean if I'd had sex with him, then it could've been understandable, but it was just a couple of kisses...

Becca announced that she would be having an engagement party on the 2nd of July. I was so excited, because I was always up for a party.. But I knew that I would more than likely have to see Smithy. On the plus side, I had plans to visit my Mum for a few weeks, and I'd be leaving the day after the party. We were going to go to the seaside for the week and spend some quality time together, after all it was just me and my Mum, neither of us had seen my Dad since I was two. It would also give me a bit of time to clear my head, think about what I really felt and get some motherly advice on it all too.

The day of the party rushed around quickly and I helped Becca and Shaun decorate the Bar (Shaun had shut it for the night to have their engagement party) before heading to Becca's to get ready. The party kicked off at seven, and the first thing I did was get myself a pint from the bar to down. I needed some courage in the form of alcohol to help me see Smithy again. At least half of the guest's arrived before he turned up. I was talking to one of Shaun's friends, James - who was rather attractive, when Smithy arrived. James was talking, but all I was doing was staring at Smithy's back as he spoke to his sister and her fiancé.

"Roxie?" James put his hand on my upper arm to get my attention back.

I jumped as I felt the touch and snapped my attention back to him. "Sorry..." I mumbled.

He smiled. "Clearly, you really want to talk to whoever that was that just came through the door.."

I shook my head.

"It's fine, you don't have to talk to me! I'll be here all night." He smiled again.

"So will he." I muttered.

James sighed. "Go. I don't want you to miss your chance of talking to that person then ending up with a black eye from you later!" He joked.

I let out a small laugh. Did I really give off the impression that I was an angry person? And was it really that obvious that I wanted to talk to Smithy?

He gave me a little nudge. "Go on. I'll see you later."

I smiled at him and took a step towards the three people stood by the door. I hesitated, thinking of making an escape to the toilet so that I didn't have to bother with any of this tonight, then I heard Becca's voice.

"Roxie!" She called over the music. I mentally cursed myself for not thinking quicker. Shaun and Smithy turned to look at me and I slowly made my way over to them. I paused next to Smithy, my heart thumping like that little rabbit off of Bambi's left foot.

"Hey stranger." Smithy said, a smile on his face. I smiled at him.

"Didn't Rox do a good job decorating today?" Becca said, looking up at the signs and flowers that she'd wanted me to put out.

"It wasn't me really, you and Shaun did most of it." I mumbled.

"Don't be silly, you did all the hard graft!" Becca cried. I shot her a glare for trying to get me to take all of the credit. "Shaun, let's go and get a drink!"

I knew Becca had called me over for a reason. She hadn't mentioned Smithy and I since the day that I'd picked her up from the airport, but it appeared that during that time she'd started to like the idea of me and her brother getting together. The only reason Becca had called me over was because she knew it was a perfect way to get us alone.

"I'll come with you." I said, smiling.

Becca looked at the drink in my hand. "You've got an almost full glass... Just stay and chat with Dale?" She saidm grabbing Shaun's hand and pulling him away from us. Bitch.