Charles had forgotten how her skin had felt underneath his fingertips so when he ran them up her thigh it felt like he was finally home. He kissed along her neck and he couldn't see the grin that she had on her lips.

He had given in to her.

She closed her eyes as he moved his lips from her neck and down to the top of the towel and was about to pull it apart, her hands were moving up to his shoulders and then down the front; her eyes now opening up as she reached the bottom of his shirt to pull it up and over his head.

He had given in to what game she was playing and all it took was the deleting of a phone call from Molly. What she didn't realise was that she had said it out loud and he stopped and looked down at her. "You did what?"

Rebecca's eyes went wide at that and she then cleared her throat "I.." she couldn't believe that her carefully laid plan had been to seduce him to get pregnant and then he would stay with her and not go with that Molly but here she was telling him exactly what she had done out of pleasure.

Charles seemed to come to his senses and then moved off of her and the bed before turning the big light on, the little one had been on the bedside cupboard, before he stood by the door. "You really don't seem to get this do you?" he was angry at her but also himself for being so stupid. He had a flight to catch tomorrow and he really really needed to get some sleep but here he was arguing with the one person he didn't want to be arguing with because she was good at manipulating him; like just now.

"You wanted it too" Rebecca, with the towel still wrapped around her, got up from the bed. "And so what I deleted a call from a girl named Molly, it's nothing to get upset about"

No wonder she wasn't talking to him. "I let you back in the house because I felt sorry for you but you just keep wrapping me around your finger and for a long time I was fine without you; in fact I was moving on, with Molly, but here you are again playing the same game that you tried last time too"

The last time she had tried to play the game was after he had found out about her and Scott she had come back to the house for them to talk it over and she had tried to seduce him then but he had made sure that she walked out the house with nothing but her other bag of clothes, after he threw it out the door, it was more than she deserved.

"You said that the reason why you and Scott got together in the first place was due to the fact I was gone a lot but you knew what job that I had wanted when we met and you seemed fine with it"

"Oh and your precious Molly will be more accepting than me, right?"

"Yes, because she gets it; she understands the work"

Rebecca then laughed because she came to realise just what job Molly had "Oh my god you've fallen for a tart at work" she pointed at him "And you think that she will stick around long term because you work with her and that she understands just what long hours you do more than anyone else"

Charles couldn't take the fact that Rebecca had called Molly a tart but something told him that if she had said that to Molly's face then she was likely to hit her with her own handbag than actually yell in her face. "You know I'm the only person stopping you from sleeping in your car again and still you insult me but no more" he walked to the wardrobe, where she had conveniently hung her clothes, and then pulled her suitcase out from the bottom. He put that on the bed and then walked bath and forth from the wardrobe and threw her clothes in to it.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" she yelled at him and if she hadn't been clothed in only her towel she would've pulled her clothes away from his hands and threw them on the floor.

"I'm doing the same thing I did last time only I'm not going to let you back through that door so get dressed because you're done here" he put some clothes in her arms and then shut her suitcase up and grabbed hold of it. Charles walked down the stairs with this bloody pink suitcase that didn't suit him at all but there we go.

A few minutes later Rebecca came stomping down the stairs. Charles handed her her jacket and pointed at the suitcase so that she wouldn't forget it. "You honestly think that you need to keep playing me like I'm your puppy but I'm not. You screwed everything up when you fucked Scott, many times I might add, in our bed; which I threw out by the way. You're done here so get out" he nudged his head to the door.

"You think you're so clever don't you, you think that Molly is going to want you after what I told her?" a smirk pulled at Rebecca's lips. She didn't tell Molly anything but he wasn't going to know that until he came face to face with her and made a tit out of himself as usual.

"What did you tell her, Rebecca?" Charles wasn't sure what it was that Rebecca could tell Molly because he hadn't done anything bad as far as he was aware. The only time he had done anything wrong in her eyes was the time he threw her stuff out while everyone was listening and she had to do the walk of shame down the driveway while everyone was watching her.

Charles didn't regret that at all and he would do it all again if he could but it was getting late and people are more likely to call the police than clap him for throwing her out with the rubbish.

"Looks like you're just going to have to find out for yourself" and with that she finally walked out the door.

"Rebecca" he called after her and watched as she walked to her car "what the hell did you say to her?"

"Just think Charlie, I have the same power to take away people that you care about too" she opened her drivers side door and she watched as he walked back in to the house no doubt looking for his phone but she had dropped it down the toilet before coming down the stairs. That will teach him for being a prick to her.

Charles sighed and looked for his phone and he decided to check upstairs and saw that the light had been left on in the bathroom and that was because Rebecca had been coming out of the bathroom and he went to turn the light off when he saw his phone down the toilet. "That bitch" he said and glanced over his shoulder before he picked his phone out of the toilet.

It had Molly's number on and now he was going to have to wait to talk to her but he was going to make sure that he put her straight on whatever Rebecca had told her. If his phone worked after this then it would be a bloody miracle but he was going to try it in the rice and see where that got him and after he done that he went to bed because after all tomorrow he had to be flying out of the country once more.