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Ruth felt unaccountably nervous, sitting next to Harry as they were being driven home. To his house. Harry could tell she was anxious and held her hand without looking at her, rubbing patterns on the back of her hand gently. Suddenly the car drew to a halt and Ruth could feel her courage quickly vanishing. Harry looked at her with those eyes that could make her do anything. She quickly got her act together and got out of the car, Harry following a second later. The car sped off leaving the two of them in an awkward silence.

"Look, I can call you a taxi," Harry said, sensing her uneasiness.

"No," she said seriously.

"Its no trouble," he said, not wanting her to leave after they'd seemed to be making some progress but not wanting to push her into something she didn't want either.

"Just unlock your front door," she suggested. He smiled briefly and put the key in the lock. As soon as it opened an alarm started beeping and Ruth watched as he typed in a code to stop it going off. 1870623 she noted. Just in case she needed it at some point in the future.

"Can I get you anything to drink?" he asked as they moved through to the kitchen.

"Er, yes," Ruth replied briefly. "Tea." Harry nodded and switched the kettle on. As he was getting the mugs out she watched him carefully. She was enjoying the little scene of domesticity as he simply poured hot water into their mugs. Ruth got shaken out of her daydream when he passed her the mug of tea, their fingers brushing lightly against each other.

They fell into conversation about the latest German terror group they were following, simply because Ruth couldn't think about anything else to talk about. Harry sighed and stared at her.

"I'll get you a taxi," he said firmly. "I can see you're uncomfortable. This was probably a bad idea."

"No," she said instantly, grabbing his arm. She desperately didn't want to leave. "Don't make me go," she whispered.

"Believe me, I don't want you to go," he said sincerely.

"So what do you want?" Ruth asked. Harry didn't answer straight away, mainly because the honest response was a whole host of things that had been running through his imagination for the last thirty minutes.

"You," he answered after a pause. "I want you." Ruth let a small smile hover over her lips before she pressed them to his. It took all of three seconds for her to remember how intense it felt when Harry was kissing her. How incredible. She suddenly found herself with her back against the wall. Again.

"So this is how you like your women is it?" Ruth teased him, breathlessly after a moment. "Pinned up against the wall with no escape?" He could tell she was winding him up because her breath was whispering against his jaw, and she was speaking in between kisses.

"Women? No," Harry said in a ragged breath. "You? Absolutely." She didn't have time to say anything else as he kissed her passionately, his hands moving under her shirt, softly touching her skin. She sighed as he sent shivers through her body. There was no way she was going to back out of this. Not when he was making her feel so good.

Probably one more chapter to come. Hope you are enjoying this.