She strutted into the factory in her usual carefree fashion. The doors had been unlocked and the girls inside so Carla ashamed Liam had opened up and would be present in the factory somewhere.

'Morning Mrs. Connor' Rosie said slimily sucking up to her boss as her high heeled boots clipped the floor towards the office.

'Morning Rosie' she smiled cheerily

'Can I get you a coffee' she asked

'Perfect' nodded Carla before disappearing into the office. Carla breathed in deeply at the sight of Liam. He was at his desk innocently talking on the phone. He looked up acknowledge her. His welcome was icy cold, a repercussion of the previous day. Carla shrugged dropping her bag next to her chair before falling into it and starting on her work.

'I'm surprised you decided to turn up' Liam spat leaning back in his own chair

'Why wouldn't I it's my factory' she smiled sarcastically

'Our factory' he corrected 'anyway that hasn't seemed to bother you the past few days'

'Ah well shopping it just on another scale' she smiled determined not to respond to his spats. Before Liam had time to respond the door slid open and Rosie entered the room carefully carrying Carla steaming coffee.

'Here you go' she smiled placing it on the desk.

'Thank you Rosie' Carla smiled turning to accept it.

'Can I get you anything else?'

'No I think were fine, Liam can Rosie get you anything Hun?' Carla said with the full awareness of how much it would wind Liam up

'No I'm fine thanks' he responded through gritted teeth. Carla could help but grin at his response which made Liam boil.

'Alright' Rosie said bouncing out of the office sliding the door shut on her departure.

Liam glared at Carla as she sat drinking her coffee. 'What?' she giggled

'You just can't help it can you?' he glared

'Help what?' she asked innocently. Liam shook his head ready to engage in a full blown argument only to be pre-empted by a knock at the office door.

'Come in' shouted a smirking Carla

'Micelles here for you' Rosie told them. Moving from the door way to allow there sisters entrance.

'Hey Chell' Carla smiled exaggeratingly enjoying how she was grating on limas nerves.

'Hey' Michelle nodded 'I just wanted to know what time you want me round tonight?'

'Ah yes' Carla nodded 'well Ali id due round with the dress at 7 so just before that?' she asked. Michelle nodded excitedly.

'Perfect' she smiled 'so Liam is you set for keeping tony out of the flat?' she asked. A disengaged and moody Liam looked up from glaring at Carla

'Why?' he snapped

'Because Carla's having her dress fitted' she sighed

'Oh' Liam nodded

'Get out of the wrong side of the bed did we?' asked Michelle to which Liam pulled a childish face causing Carla to bark with laughter. 'God men, aright see you later Hun' Michelle smiled blowing Carla a kiss and pulling a face at Liam before disappearing out of the office.

Liam followed Carla to the stock room. The factory was empty with the girls at lunch and Liam was still in a dreadful mood.

'So Liam' Carla said slowly talking to him like a child she knew would wind him up 'what colour is this ribbon?' she asked holding up a strand of blue material

'Blue' he snapped unamused

'Well done, now can you tell me what colour this one is?' she asked putting on a baby voice. She picked out a strand from a box on the floor.

'Pink' sighed Liam through gritted teeth

'As so you're not colour-blind!' she said triumphantly 'so next time your left in charge of ordering stock maybe you could get the colours right!' she asked an exaggerated smile plastered across her face. Liam's blood was almost boiling over. He could feel the rage and anger inside of him as he stood in the cramped stock room. Carla was aware of the fragile state her brother in law was residing. 'I know sometime the forms are a bit hard to work out but if little Miss Muffet can manage to order hair product I'm sure it's not beneath your capacity to purchase some ribbon.' Carla continued replacing the ribbon back into the box. Her words finally pushed Liam over the edge and grabbing her arms by the wrists he smashed her back into the wall. She was still grasping the pick stand in her right hand clenched in place where he held it splayed above her head. Her back was flat against the wall his body pressed firmly up against her. 'Oh what you gunna do now then Liam, throw a tantrum? Make a mess with the ribbons?' she mocked not scared by his writhing body or deep breathing face inched from her. She could feel his breath on her cheeks his eyes glaring into her. Before she could continue to mock or taunt her crushed his lips onto hers pressing his eyes together. After a moment he broke away letting go of her wrist, taking a step back and staring into her deep brown eyes slightly embarrassed of the passion which had overcome him. Staring back into his green eyes Carla locked her hands around his neck pulling him back towards her until their lips met. His hands found their way to her waist and twisting her 45 degrees he picked her up sitting her on a stack of boxes which made her to his height. Moving her hands through his hair she slid them across his chest and down his shit. Never breaking the entwined lips she began to quickly unbutton his shirt. He moved his hands to the bottom of her silky white blouse and breaking from her mouth for a few seconds gave enough time to pull the top from around her neck. They discarded the cloths to the floor once again tangled in a passionate embrace. Carla moved his hand to Liam's jeans unbuckling his belt she could feel him hard against her. His hand where spread between her hair and breasts. Quickly unfastening the belt Carla was beginning to unbutton his jeans when the sound of the factory door caused them to stop. They broke apart still position closely together and listened intently.

It was soon evident that the noise was the machinist returning from lunch. Frozen they listened as they took their places at the machines to start work. Suddenly Rosie's voice was evident above the quiet murmurs of the rest of the staff.

'She should be in her office Mr. Gordon' they heard her say 'she said she wasn't going for lunch' it was apparent that Rosie had entered the office only to find it empty. 'Oh sorry Mr. Gordon she's not here'

'It's alright I can wait' they heard the deep Scottish tone of Tony's voice

'Hang on ill just checks the stock room' Rosie began. Suddenly overwhelmed by panicky Carla and Liam frantically grabbed their discarded clothing. They heard Rosie's footsteps approach the door as Liam did up the last buttons on his shirt and Carla picked up the papers she had been holding.

'So now can you see this issue' Carla improvised. Liam nodded not nearly as a convincing liar as Carla. 'Oh Rosie' Carla said pretending to be shocked as she looked up to the girl standing at the door.

'Tony's here to see you' she smiled before turning to leave the room. Carla and Liam breathed a sigh of relief and as she went to exit the room Liam pulled her in for a kiss. Breaking free she glared at him although she was smiling and left the office. They were still slightly breathless from the quick changing.

'Hey' Carla smiled to tony as she walked into his embrace. He kissed her before turning his attention o a slightly shabby looking Liam.

'Everything alright?' he asked

'U'hu' smiled Carla the lies naturally flowing from her perfectly made up lips. 'It just seems that Liam here still hasn't got the hang of ordering produce' she teased

'Right' tony nodded trying to work out if she was lying. He turned to Liam, he had learned quickly that Carla was a brilliant liar therefore he needed Liam armature skills to check the reliability. Feeling the tension Carla quickly diverted Tony's attention.

'So what brings you here?' she asked

'Ah well I wanted to let you know that I've called the caterers and the florist and there both okay for the date change'

'Brilliant' Carla smiled 'remember you need to make yourself scarce tonight wile Chell and Ali are round'

'Yes mam' he joked before she planted a quick kiss on his lips and disappeared back into the office. 'I'll see you late then' he called

'Tarar' she shouted back. Liam worried that there was a connection between tony and carla as he watched him walk away but as he entered to office where she sat at her desk he knew that what they had together would beat it every time.

ill try and get the next chapter up soon but feel free to leave me any suggestions.