TIFFANY'S POV:
I arrived home to a dark house, the only light on being the one in the hallway as I walked in the front door. Moving to the bottom of the stairs, I took off my coat and shoes and turned, seeing an envelope with my name on it in Justin's handwriting on the floor…
"I'm somewhere in the house. Follow the rose petals and you'll find me x"
Smiling warmly, I followed the rose petals down the hallway and opened the living room door, finding Justin stood in the middle of the room, a glass of wine in hand, candles lit, soft music playing and a Chinese waiting…
"How did you know what time I'd be back?" I questioned
"I tracked your train from when you text." he informed me "I wanted to do something special for you, especially seeing as though you've had the day from hell."
I smiled at him warmly… "Thank you, but shouldn't you be at the bar?"
"Mark's come up from London," he replied "so I've got the night off."
"Did you arrange for him to come up?" I inquired "Because you didn't have to. I'm fine to be on my own."
"No, he turned up not long after you'd left," he informed me "but it happens to be a happy coincidence because now I get to spend the night with you and spoil you rotten."
"What does spoiling me rotten include then?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him
"Chinese, and then a bubble bath, followed by a massage." he replied
"Are you sure the massage isn't going to be used as foreplay?" I inquired
"It might be," he admitted "does that matter?"
I shook my head, signalling no and kissed him softly… "Thank you."
"You're welcome." he replied "Come on, let's eat."
JUSTIN'S POV:
Whilst Tiffany was soaking in the bath, I washed the pots and cleared up the living room, ensuring all the candles were blown out and everything was switched off before making my way upstairs, making my way into her as she organised herself for her massage…
"I sometimes forget how sexy you are." I admitted
"Justin, you made me jump!" she proclaimed
"Sorry," I replied as I moved over to her and wound my arms around her bare waist, sighing contentedly as her breasts pressed up against my t-shirt clad chest "are you ready for your massage?"
She nodded her head… "Are you?"
I smirked at her and kissed her, watching as she pulled away from me and turned to move to the bed, lying down on her chest. Kicking off my shoes, I moved onto the bed too and began to knead her shoulders…
TIFFANY'S POV:
By the time Justin had finished my massage I was extremely turned on and as I turned to him, I knew he was too. Locking my arm around his neck, I pulled him on top of me and fell backwards, my head hitting the pillow as our lips met, my body being set on fire as his hands travelled across my bare skin, leaving no part untouched…
JUSTIN'S POV:
A couple of weeks later, I found Tiffany sat in the kitchen staring into space, a letter in her hands…
"How long has he gone down for?" I questioned
"He hasn't," she replied "he's been found not guilty."
"What?" I inquired, snatching the letter from her "There has to be a mistake…"
"No mistake, Justin. The court found him not guilty." she informed me "Leave it and let's move on."
"How do you expect me to just leave it and move on?" I questioned "Tiff, I saw what you went through; why they didn't call me as a witness I don't know!"
"All I want to do now is focus on you and me," she admitted "and our new life here. He's been handed a restraining order, so even if he does find me, if he comes within ten feet of me, he'll be arrested. I'm free."
"I'm glad you think so." I replied
"I do." she informed me "Because even though he's been found not guilty, he hasn't ruined my life. He's made it better, because you and me have found each other again and I'm happier than I've been in a long time, which is why…"
"Which is why what?" I asked, watching her as she moved across the kitchen to the drawer
"Which is why I want to give you this," she admitted, handing me a pregnancy test "we're gonna be someone's Mummy and Daddy, Justin."
"What?" I questioned
"I'm a little under two months." she informed me "So this is what I want to focus on; you, me and our baby."
TIFFANY'S POV:
Justin handed me a glass of orange juice and clinked his bottle of beer with it… "To chance encounters on the underground."
"To chance encounters on the underground." I mirrored, laughing as I spoke "I love you."
"I love you too." he replied, pressing his lips against mine
Done! Andrew has been found not guilty (boo) but Tiffany isn't going to let it affect her because she and Justin are about to become parents (wahoo). Hope you've enjoyed this story…