Mitch and Gill arrived home from Gill's counselling session to be greeted by Sammy. "You coming in?" Gill asked Mitch.

"If that's ok?" Mitch asked. Sammy came to the door to meet his mother.

"I got a Chinese in, there's enough for three" Sammy said.

The evening passed pleasantly, and Sammy left to meet his friend Orla, leaving Gill and Mitch alone in the house. They sat on the sofa for a few hours, talking, drinking wine and kissing. Their kisses became more passionate, more needy even. Forgetting their conversation the day before, the pair began to undress each other. Mitch tugged at Gill's jumper, causing her to pull back in fear.

"I can't" Gill spoke, looking down at her arm.

"It's ok Gill. Your scars are a part of you and I love you, it's really ok" he reassured her.

Gill woke around 10pm, and looked up to see Mitch smiling down at her.

"You ok?" he asked. Gill smiled and nodded, leaning in to place a kiss on his lips. "That was brilliant, amazing, the best" he complemented.

"You're not bad you" she teased.