Down The Line
Chapter 7
It was mid way though Gabriella's UK week with Troy. He propped himself up on his elbow and stared at her. She seemed so peaceful in her sleep and she looked a hell of a lot better than she did just a few days ago.
Her back arched and stretched as she woke.
"Stop staring at me," she mumbled, her voice groggy.
"Never," he whispered.
She rolled over to face him. "Morning."
"Morning," he whispered, as he ducked his head to kiss her.
"Are you having a good week?" he asked, as he pulled back.
She nodded.
"I'm afraid tonight we're in the bus," he said.
"That's fine," she smiled. "Where heading?"
"Glasgow," he answered.
"So Glasgow, Edinburgh?" she asked.
He nodded. "Yeah then Newcastle, Leeds, Sheffield, Birmingham and the down for three nights in London."
"Then?" she asked.
"You'll be going home and I'll go to Ireland. Then onto Europe, Asia and Australia. We finish back home."
"So about other five months?" she asked.
He nodded. "I know you don't get a lot time off. Any in fact but my sister seems to be more lenient at the moment. We can call, text and skype. We got though as mysterious callers we can do it again."
"Kiss me," she whispered.
"With pleasure," he answered, as his lips descended on hers.
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Gabriella Somerfield