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"Emma, there's nothing else you can possibly do. We've told Sam and that about it, they've got her name and everything. They'll get her help. Just relax, you did everything perfectly." Will soothed for about the millionth time that night as Emma got repeatedly worked up about the young girl Marianne.
"Hmm s'pose you're right." She admitted, resting her head against his shoulder in defeat. "I'm sorry for being such a pest but just…their faces and…and she's only a child." Emma paused, the images flashing hauntingly before her eyes.
"Shhh, don't think about it babe. I know you want to help but the best thing to do for both you and them is to sit back, relax and have a good nights sleep so you're on the ball tomorrow. Now, lets order some room service, turn on the telly and have a good ol' night in." He said as he took her by the hand and led her over towards the bed. Turning on the spot he grabbed the phone from the desk and hit the speed-dial.
Fifteen minutes later there was a soft tap on the door and Will opened it to find one of the hotel staff standing holding their plates and glasses out on a tray which he took off him smiling, handing over a tip and closing the door behind him as he made his way back over to where Emma lay on the bed, her shoes kicked off half way across the room and the pillows stacked up high behind her head.
"Pizza, pizza, pizza!" She laughed as Will handed her a plate and joined her on the bed, snuggling up next to her and for the first time, taking an interest in what was on the telly.
"Oh Emma really! A Hundred Greatest Pop Songs!" He exclaimed. "I swear that's a form of torture babe, what have I been done to be punished so much!"
"Oi! I like pop music mister!" Emma said as she punched him playfully on the arm, settling her plate on the bedside table as Will attacked her from behind, knocking her over onto the bed and flattening her to it. Play fighting Emma wriggled so that she got away from Will momentarily before he grabbed her back and tickled her, rolling over so she was pinned beneath him.
Emma's breath came in short gasps as she giggled up at him, reaching a hand up to stoke the side of his face. "What are you doing?" Will asked softly, confused by Emma's actions as she just shook her head teasingly and dragged her thumb across his lip. His eyes fluttered closed uncontrollably as he felt her hot breath on his neck, her hand on his cheek, their bodies pressing closer together with every passing moment. Dropping himself down over Emma, Will felt her lips connect with his. Pressing gently together at first and the more passionately as time went on. The noise of the TV was long forgotten about as Will's hands slid up the back of Emma's t-shirt, brushing over her body leaving goose bumps as his fingers connected with the delicate skin.
Just short of an hour later Emma leant up again to kiss Will's chest, both of them breathing deeply, thoroughly exhausted. Smiling down at her, Will pulled back the corner of the covers and slid beneath them allowing Emma to do the same. Curling up together Emma's steady breaths lulled Will into a deep sleep, his arm draped loosely across her slender waist.
As her eyes opened slowly, a dull weight pressing against her stomach Emma saw Will's sleeping face turned in towards her. Pausing she chuckled to herself, they hadn't…surely. Sliding her legs out of bed Emma's face turned white as she realised that she wasn't wearing any clothes. So surely wasn't good enough, she hadn't been dreaming, her imagination was not running away from her. She and Will had been together the night before.
Creeping across to the bathroom Emma picked up her clothes on the way and changed hurriedly as she listened out for the noise of Will waking, praying that he'd not be up before she was dressed. As she walked back out into the bedroom she saw that he was still lying flat out, fast asleep so she slid out of the sliding door and onto the balcony where she began soaking up the summer sunshine.
As Will appeared out on the balcony with her, his dressing gown wrapped loosely around his body showing enough chest to make Emma nearly melt again. "So uh…I'm going to take a shower." He muttered as she looked away, giving him the silence he needed to assume that she wanted to forget all about the night before.
Disappearing from sight Will sighed as he slammed the bathroom door shut angrily behind him. He really though she'd wanted him, that it was the moment they'd been waiting for but apparently not. Outside Emma's head came crashing down into her hands as she realised what Will had taken her silence to mean. Hearing the door slam shut her shoulders dropped, he was angrier than she thought he'd be. Clearly he hadn't thought last night was a mistake and to be truthful neither did she. Although she'd been upset the night before, she'd been in a calm state of mind when she'd kissed him. She'd known what she was doing; she'd wanted him more than she thought was possible but now…now she'd ruined it all with what she had not said.
Will paused as he stood on the join between the bedroom and the balcony. Emma was sitting hunched over in her chair, her arms wrapped around her knees with her head resting on top. Every now and again she let out a small sniff and Will's heart went out to her. "Emma…we need to be heading off to meet Paolo now. Eugene wants to see us apparently." Will said and her head shot up, piercing him with her starling grey eyes.