Part 5

Adam pulled up outside Dani's flat and glanced sideways at her. She still looked very shaken up, she was pale and nervous, her hands trembling in her lap.

"I hate to ask you this Adam, but…do you think you could maybe stay with me for the night?" She looked up at him, real fear evident in her eyes.

Adam's expression softened. "Yeah of course." He unbuckled his seat belt and followed her into her flat, resting his arm at the small of her back to steady her. Her flat wasn't large, but it wasn't small either. The kitchen and living room were combined, and there were two separate rooms which he assumed were the bathroom and her bedroom. Was he going to sleep on the sofa, or share a bed with her? His mouth went dry at the thought. No, Adam. You're here because she is frightened. You are not going to even think about it. He swallowed anxiously.

"Do you mind sharing a bed with me? It's just, I'd really like you to be there if I wake up screaming." A faint blush coloured her cheeks as she spoke, and he realised that this must be awkward for her too.

"It's fine." He smiled gently at her.

"I'm going to have a shower. Make yourself at home…" There was a note of uncertainty in her voice as she disappeared into the bathroom, her nightclothes in her hands. He knew why she wanted to shower again; she felt unclean, still dirty. He sighed heavily and ran his fingers through his hair. Hesitantly, he sat down on Dani's bed and kicked off his shoes and socks. He sat and contemplated what had happened until is phone rang and interrupted his thoughts. As he had predicted, it was Harry.

"Yeah?"

"Is Dani okay?"

"She's coping."

There was a pause before Harry spoke again. "Where are you?"

"I'm at her flat."

"Are you staying the night?"

"Yes." Adam cringed inwardly. "It's not what you think. She's still in shock."

"It's alright, I believe you. Have tomorrow off, both of you."

Adam sighed in relief. "Thank you, Harry."

"Oh, and tell her that she did the right thing."

"I will. Bye, Harry."

Dani emerged from the bathroom as Adam hung up. She was wearing a pair of pyjama shorts and an over-sized, purple, Nottingham University shirt. "Umm… There's a spare toothbrush in the cupboard in the bathroom if you want it, and feel free to shower…"

"Thanks," said Adam awkwardly, standing up and going into the bathroom.

Dani collapsed onto her bed with her head in her hands, her mind in turmoil as thoughts chased each other around her brain. She remained like that until Adam came back into the room, wearing his shirt slightly open and his trousers again. It suddenly occurred to her that he had no other clothes and that he would be sleeping in his boxers.

"Are you okay?" He asked cautiously, sitting down beside her.

"I will be." She smiled weakly at him.

"Harry phoned. He says you did the right thing, and he's given us tomorrow off." Dani nodded as she took in what he was saying. "We should get some sleep," Adam continued. "It's late."

Dani nodded again in agreement. "Yeah." She laid down on the bed and pulled the duvet up to her shoulder. Adam stood up and self-consciously unbuttoned his shirt. He chucked it over the back of the chair by the dressing table, before sliding out of his trousers, which he also put on the chair. Dani tried hard not to stare as he undressed, but she couldn't stop her eyes from travelling down his toned chest, his muscles rippling as he moved. Stop it Dani! Now is not really not the time!

Adam slid into the bed beside her, looking as awkward as she felt.

"Thank you for doing this," she said.

"It's no problem, really." He turned his face sideways to look at her. "Go to sleep." He reached over her to switch off the light, trying to keep his body as far away from hers as possible. Moonlight fell across the bed through a crack in the curtains, and in the silver light that it cast, Adam could see her face. He desperately wanted to reach out and run a thumb down her cheek; to brush the stray strands of hair away from her face; to kiss her slightly parted lips… He closed his eyes and tried to will himself to sleep. After a few minutes, he became aware of her crying softly.

"Dani?"

"Sorry," she sniffed. "I can't help it. I killed a man, and even though it might have been the right thing to do, I still feel so guilty."

Adam shifted closer to her. "It's normal to feel that way." Against his better instinct, her brushed her tears away with his thumb, leaving his hand cupping her face. Dani looked up and met his gaze. They stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like eternity, before Adam leant forward and kissed her gently on the lips. He drew away, but she reached for his face and pulled his lips back to hers, kissing him more heatedly, desperately wanting to feel something other than the guilt that was so prominent in her mind. Adam groaned as his body hardened for her. She knotted her fingers into his hair and pushed her body against his, all too aware of his erection pressing against her, and the heat that it sent through her body. He rolled on top of her, his hands sliding up under her shirt to pull it over her head. He trailed kisses down her neck and across her chest, his hands caressing her breasts through her bra.

"Adam." She whispered his name impatiently, running her hands down his chest to his boxers and sliding them off of him. He kissed her harder then, his fingers undoing the clasp of her bra and then trailing fire down her stomach and to her shorts. It took all of his willpower not to rip them off her and ram himself deep inside her. Once she was completely naked, he paused, hovering above her to look deep into her eyes. Slowly, he slid into her, groaning aloud at the feel of her wet warmth surrounding him. He paused again, relishing the moment and the feel of being inside her at last.

Lowering his head to claim her lips once more, he began to thrust, hard and deep; his hips rolling and dipping against hers. Her fingers sought his hair again, holding onto him tightly as she felt pleasure spike in her stomach. "Adam, please, I need you…"

He sped up his thrusts, lost in the moment and desperate with need, the sounds of her pleasure spurring him on even more. He moved his hands to the side of her head so he could penetrate her deeper, this movement causing her to gasp in pleasure as she became wetter and tighter as her climax approached. She ran a leg up his, then wrapped it around his waist, pushing up her hips to meet his thrusts, begging him with hot, demanding kisses to make her come. One final thrust sent them both over the edge as they shattered in each other's arms.