Iwy: Hey ladies, how's it going? Thanks sooo much for the comments, reviews and so on. It really makes my day when Red forwards me another alarm mail. :D You're really awesome. Not enough time to like, write a whole story here in the AN, we're working on the next..next-next chapter as soon as we're done with this so I'll just let Red talk now. :D

Red: Can't even describe how excited I get to read the reviews and also receiving the emails saying we have a new follower, or we've been favourited, or that IDIP has been faved or followed. Seriously makes my day! You know I can't have a completely angst free story, I think I'm allergic or something. We said at the beginning that it would be fun and light, but it wouldn't be interesting without a bit of trouble. :)

Oh, and I'm sure we should disclaim that we don't own Skins, or the characters and that this is for fun and not for profit. Don't need them coming back and saying we write a better SL than they do! :)

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Marsupial-

Iwy: Thanks so much :) very glad you've liked it.

Yeah, they're kinda awkward still but that will (hopefully) never really change.

A clue? For what love?

Yeah, the room-service guy...we'll see some more of him in the next chapter.

Awe, thanks glad you like Naomi/Katie, such possibilities with those characters.

As always, thanks for reading and taking the time to tell us what you think :)

Red: I know you love you some Naomily, so it makes it that much better that you are enjoying the Kaomi love in this fic. I mean... doesn't everyone have those kinds of dreams sometimes? Maybe she'll actually listen and pay attention to that dream. One can hope! ;)

Vampirebeast01-

Iwy: I feel ya, had the same problem. But I think that it's better for their relationship that it was only a dream. :) She should break up with him, I know. Not that easy though, is it? If you have no idea what's happening to you. But she's on it, don't worry. Not the in the nicest way, but it'll be done.

Red: Yeah, it's not always easy to choose the gay way, and a break up with Maik would be the final way for Naoms to admit she may have those feelings for Katie. Stay tuned... Oh wait... that might be chapter four I'm thinking of. LOL.

Chicka23-

Iwy: I always feel like you're writing a novel babe. :) All right, so lets see..

Haha, glad you're liking the story. Cool, we've had fun writing it as well. There was one line where Red couldn't stop laughing, making it impossible for me to stop either. Maik's not gonna be there for long, don't worry. Why's everyone saying Naomi needs a purpose in life? She's content...oh that's why. Who wants to live that way ;) You don't bother me, cant believe you're bothering Red but we shall see what she's got to say. ;)

Red: All those laughs are Iwy... I'm so not funny at all. Okay, maybe a little... but Iwy starts it! I just keep going. Maybe Katie is Naomi's purpose in life? (shrugs) We shall see. Haha... and you're not a bother, it's flattering as a writer to have someone asking for more, and quickly! I liked it! Toot Toot: All aboard the IDIP Kaomi Express1

Tumblecat-

Iwy: So glad the story makes you feel what the characters go through. That's always a huge compliment. Thanks :) Stick around, yeah? It'll be fun.

Red: Haha... I like the banter also, Iwy had me laughing as we were writing it. So glad you enjoyed it! More feels coming your way!

Sxe fiend-

Iwy: Glad we could make you laugh...the naughty bar, huh? That'll be interesting. How we volley the story? Different ways, really. Sometimes we skype, and start writing; I write one character, Red's got one, so we kinda just let it write itself. Other times we Whatsapp, like, if one of us needs a text-convo or something. We always find ways to write it. :)

Red: Hmmmmmm... Speaking of Naughty bar, I think that gets mentioned this chapter... coincidentally it was BEFORE you reviewed this one. :) Well, Iwy seems to have answered how we write this back and forth. After we both believe it's done we both go through and give it a read through another time or two to make sure that most (if not all) of the mistakes are taken care of.

AmyW-R.I.P-

Iwy: I always have to write your pen name like..four times. Getting it wrong every time. ;) Really? There's like, no difference? Interesting. Cool, that's even better. :D That were some of my fav parts too. Loved the room-service, the goodbye bit, the action figure and how cute and shy Katie always gets. Next chapter wont be as... funny... but we've got to get the drama out before they can be happy, yeah?

Red: Haha... if you can't tell the difference between our writing, that means we're doing a super fucking amazing job! :) It is a lot of fun... and as I've stressed before to others... Iwy is the funny one, I just kind of ride her hilarious coat-tails! Reading Switch, eh? :)

Naomilylove-

Iwy: Don't worry hun, it's not ending. We've just started. :) Have fun with it, that's what it's supposed to do. Be fun.

Red: Consider this chapter a shape-shifter, or something. Get a little bit more in depth with this one, not all fun and laughs though, but it can't be all rainbows and butterflies, right?

mynameislizzie-

Iwy: I'm with on that one...there'll be a really loud bang. :)

Red: The best thing about explosions is that you never know when they will go off. So you're always in a state of 'when-the-fuck-is-this-going-to-happen'! Enjoy the suspense!

kaomiontherun-

Iwy: Hola! Ha, good, makes me happy that you find it funny. Lets see what you'll say to the new chapter then. :)

Red: KOTR! Oh no! Coffee is hot, and should not be spilled (not that I enjoy coffee, but most people do)! However the fact that you nearly did so whilst reading the second chapter does make me smile. Continue to read on, and be careful with your beverages!

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As soon as Naomi reached the pub, spending the drive over there with a huge smile on her face, she was cornered by her cousin who was smirking at her all-knowingly. "Had fun, with the straight-twin, then?"

With a shy smile Naomi shrugged her thin shoulders, a gesture that was so very unlike her that Effy's melodic laughter filled the now crowded pub. "Seriously? If you want me to dish out I'll need a shot first, or five." With a head-shake Effy made her way to the counter, her hand loosely clasping Naomi's on the way. "Your wish is my command. Five Tequila's each, please, yeah babes?" The bartender, the third girl that was working today winked at them and went to work, showing them with her smirk that they wouldn't have to pay.

At least something, Naomi thought, something that was normal and not fucking with her head.

Effy walked them to a booth which always had a reservation sign on it, pushed the sign away and absently played with a fag as she eyed her cousin curiously. "So, Katie then?"

But biting her lip Naomi's eyes were frantically searching the room, she couldn't concentrate on the conversation with what was going on in her traitorous head. "Has Maik been back?" A bit guiltily she looked to the table, her fingers fidgeting. "I haven't been...I wasn't very nice earlier."

"He'll manage. You never are, are you, Naoms?" A nonchalant shrug was what Naomi had needed without knowing it. She had needed to know that Effy wouldn't judge her, that she wouldn't doubt her or her sense of reality, that she wouldn't tease her or make her crawl back to Maik and confess. "Don't worry, babe, he knows you don't love him. You were nice to Katie, though, weren't you? That's what matters. He doesn't love you either, it's fine."

"Is it?" Asked Naomi aloud for the first time. "Is it really fine that I took off, attempting to fuck a girl I've just met and let my boyfriend leave for? I don't know, really not sure if that's fucking fine." With a head-shake she was bombarded by the day's event, the hours she had spend with Katie, from the very moment when the twin had entered the pub to the one where they'd been unable to let go of each other and say goodbye.

God, why had she left anyway? She should've stayed, Katie didn't seem to want her to go. 'Because you'd have tried to fuck her, again, and she'd have probably cut your hands off this time', she thought with a light chuckle. What was happening to her? "I just don't know what to do, Eff."

Millie, the bartender walked to their table, she had decided to bring them the drinks first and take care of the people trying to order afterwards. "Here you go, sweety." She smiled at the distraught blonde who tried a smile herself, only ending up with something close to a grimace. "What's wrong?"

"Naomi's been hit by the lezza-truck. Found herself fancying some pussy, didn't ya Naoms?"

Blue eyes widened at her cousin's reply and Naomi reached over, hitting her shoulder forcefully. It would leave a nice bruise, something to think about for Effy so she'd fucking think the next time she's about to degrade their day that way. "Stop being an ignorant twat, Eff." When her eyes narrowed and showed the brunette that she was, in fact, really pissed off Effy raised her hands in mocking surrender "Okay, okay I'm sorry."

But Naomi's eyes didn't stop glaring and with a head-shake Effy let her hands fall to the table, boring her dark blue eyes into Naomi's. "I'm sorry." It was as sincere as it could and Naomi nodded briskly, smiling bashfully at Millie. "Thanks. How's the shift?"

"Oh, you know, nothing new." The girl chuckled and placed unashamedly a hand on Naomi's shoulder, a sly smirk on her lips. "How are you coping, then? I've some experience in that field, perhaps it'd help to...you know...get it out with someone who's not as new to it as you are."

With an light chuckle Naomi covered the girl's hand with her own, her eyes dancing with amusement. "Sorry love, not swinging that way I'm 'fraid." She shook her head, their eyes locked. "But if I did...I'd never let that chance pass." And she meant it too, Millie was simply breathtaking with her long dark-blonde, wavy hair, those green eyes and full lips. But it just wasn't there, nothing was happening in the pit of her stomach as those beautiful eyes bore into hers.

"Can't blame a girl for trying, can you?" Chuckled the waitress lightly and stroked Naomi's palm with a smile. "But I mean it, if some-thing's hard on you or bothering you, don't think you're alone in this, yeah? It may now seem like there's only one girl you fancy, but believe me, it wont stay that way and then you'll be ready to dash, head first, into a beautiful new world."

Effy was listening on to the conversation with a curious expression, wondering why Naomi didn't seem to be upset by it, or even slightly uncomfortable. She just sat there, smiling and laughing like they were talking about a good film. "Could you bring me another pint, Millie, please?" She had to interrupt this, too many questions were burning on the back of her mind she had to fire at her cousin. This was a completely new situation, one that would change their lives drastically and she had to know things to be prepared for the aftermath.

Millie had fucked off back behind the counter and Effy's eye-brows rose when Naomi pulled out her mobile, typing a text with a small smile. "What's this then?"

"Katie's gave me her number, but she doesn't have mine so I thought I'd text.." Trailing off she focused on the task at hand, deciding to let her brain shut off for a moment and just write.

N: So..Please tell me you're

the fit girl from Bristol

I've...met...today and not

someone she hates and saved

the number of in my phone so

I wouldn't be able to reach her..

Just when she opened her mouth to respond to Effy's curious glance her phone vibrated and she hastily read the text, her smile growing.

K: I guess that depends if

this is the blonde bombshell

who makes brilliant Mai Tai's.

"Naomi?" The blonde grinned at Effy, her dimples showing as she proudly declared; "Katie liked my Mai Tai's."

"Oh I know, your Mai Tai's must be fucking fantastic if her way of thanking you on that chair over there is anything to go by." Dead-panned the brunette, handing Naomi a shot before throwing her head back as she swallowed the bitter liqueur. "Never got thanked that way for a drink I've made for a random, strange girl."

"You were never giving a crap about a random strange girl." Countered the blonde lightly and took another shot, her brows raising, silently daring Effy not to drink another one. In the end they drank them all, each five shots, and started finally talking. "So, you give a crap about not so random and strange Katie then?"

Naomi rolled her eyes at herself and nodded with a small smile, "Apparently I do."

"Better text her back, then." Urged the brunette and nodded at the phone laying next to the blonde's empty shot glasses. "God forbid she'd think you were only fucking with her."

The double meaning wasn't lost on Naomi and she thought that her eyes would get stuck in the back of her head if she continued rolling them. "I haven't fucked her."

"I know you haven't."

"Yeah? How? You mean the freaky kinky camera you've set up in the bedroom didn't actually shut off when I pulled the plug?" Effy's body shook when laughter boomed out of her, making her look so carefree and young that Naomi's lips turned into a tender smile.

It wasn't very often that Effy let go, just stopped pretending that everything was out to get her and acted like a young woman, in the best time of her life. "Right. There's no fucking camera, you cow."

"Who knows?" Mumbled Naomi, taking the phone to compose the next text.

N: There must be something new about me...

now that I'm the picture of un-straightlyness.

Soon 's I got to the pub the night shift bartender

was hitting on me. Think you've ruined me now...

not a single bloke's looked my way yet.

The reply didn't take Katie twenty seconds and it had Naomi sputter out incoherent things as she laughed like a nutter, much to Effy's surprise.

K: Maybe I just helped you show your

true rainbow colours. I'm sure Emily

wouldn't mind sending you a headband.

Naomi's slim fingers ghosted over the invisible keyboard and she couldn't help but still shake from the laughter that was surging through her.

N: Oh yeah? Think she'd mind painting

a rainbow on my stomach, then, too?

All or nothing, innit?

All fun and laughter washed away when Katie's response made Naomi's lungs tighten and look with wide eyes at her shocked cousin. "What? What's happening?" Instead of responding Naomi just handed the phone over, a look on her face like she'd seen a ghost. "She has a sister, Emily, she's gay. Showed me a picture of them at pride, she was wearing a rainbow headband and Katie told me that she ended up in her undies only, a girl painted a rainbow on her stomach." She almost robotically explained so Effy wouldn't wonder why the fuck someone called Emily would want to send Naomi a headband.

When she finished reading Effy silently slid the phone back to the shell-shocked blonde, a gentle expression on her face. "She's freaking out right now, answer her."

K: Ems' not getting near you.

Naomi knew that she would feel like a complete twat if she had handed out everything like Katie had, just now, and that she'd probably die of fear if the twin would take as much time to respond. So, with shaky fingers and shaky breaths she typed and before she could send it, another text followed Katie's first one saying;

K: Oh, and I will have to have

words with the night bartender.

Naomi sighed, a small smile making her lips twitch as she went to edit the text she had just written.

N: Why not? Reckon Emily

wouldn't...like me?

You said I'm very f..likeable

She send, without giving herself the chance to delete it. Following it with another one.

N: You will, with the poor waitress, huh?

Why's that princess?

It took a while for Katie to respond, and Naomi was sure her heart would actually fucking stop beating if the girl kept making it do its irregular flips. Then the text came and the blonde almost passed out.

K: Because you're mine.

Very slowly a smile formed on her lips as she read the text, over and over again before her fingers started typing of their own.

N: I am?

K: I mean...I...Yes.

N: Okay. :)

Naomi's shining eyes locked on her cousin's curious ones and she smiled shyly, feeling like a light-headed twelve year old. "I think I've just been claimed."

Brows raised and then Effy threw her head back, laughing hysterically at the development of the night. She would have never thought Katie would end up important for Naomi...she had really thought, until the moment Tony had tried to make a move on her and Naomi had stepped in with the fucking sappy Mai Tai...that Katie would end up as her sister in law...not her...cousin in law. "Fucking hell, that's a mind-fuck, innit? Who would have thought..Naomi Campbell serving her heart on a fucking plate to a girl."

K: Is that okay?

Naomi grinned, feeling a bit like she were flying very high on very good XTC and she had to wipe her hands on her jeans, they were sweating like fucking pigs.

That thought hit her like a ton of bricks and her smile widened. This..could she be...she'd only felt like this once, when she had met her ex James..and every day they have been together. Could she be really fancying Katie? Like..having a crush? It made her giddy, she knew what that meant...a crush developed into something beautiful if you acted properly...if you didn't fuck it up. She could fall in love again, god how she had missed that feeling.

Was it okay?

N: Yeah.

N: Doesn't work well with your...

un-gayness though, sorry. :)

She almost choked on her beer when Katie's response appeared on the dark display.

K: It doesn't work well

with yours either, blondie ;)

Without thinking any of it she responded hastily, not wanting Katie to wait for long.

N: Awe, I think it doesn't get gayer than

becoming an supportive action figure,

I'm not the problem here.

After it was send and appeared on the green display, marked as read, she paled. Oh fuck, what did she go and say that for? That was putting pressure on Katie, loads of it and Naomi frowned at herself. Why the fuck was she being pushy? She was never pushy, she was the perfect image of coolness and un-pushiness.

K: The action figure was your idea!

I just helped you pick your accessories!

Blowing out a breath she didn't know she was holding Naomi fiddled with Effy's cigarette tin, made of metal and thanked the brunette with a small smile when she helped her getting the fag out. Blowing the smoke out through her nose she told Effy about how she had started hitting on Katie after she had left for uni again, absently responding to Katie's text.

N: I'm really glad Effy's

insulted your career choice today.

K: Oh yes, it made me feel

extremely good about myself.

With a chuckle Naomi shook her head, picturing the girl roll her eyes with a smirk.

N: I know, right?

Not even Katie's next admission, that she was missing Naomi could make her stop smiling. It was just all too fucking perfect.

K: Fuck, I sound like a soppy git.

With a laugh the blonde waved at a mate who was leaving the pub before letting her fingers type.

N: Yeah you kinda do,

but I'm right with ya on that.

If she wouldn't have been her

bitchy self today, trying to find

a reason to get the note signed

without getting blamed for it

you'd never had ended up at paradise.

"So, you got to feel her tits? They're pretty mint, aren't they? Even I had to stare down her top in class." Admitted Effy with a teasing smirk, laughing when Naomi rolled her eyes before shyly nodding. "Really? That's interesting. She didn't run for the hills?"

"No." Mumbled the blonde, throwing an I-hate-you-why-are-you-doing-this-to-me-look at her cousin. "She enjoyed it."

K:That's true. At least I'm not alone

in my sappiness! And Effy is rather

maddening, babes. So...When are

you coming back?

Naomi eyes lit up when Millie brought her a Barcadi, she smiled widely at the bartender who somehow had read her mind. "Thanks love, that's exactly what I need right now." The dark-blonde patted Naomi's head, softly stroking her hair before she pulled back with a knowing smirk. "I figured. Enjoy."

Blue eyes lingered on the girl's swaying hips, her brows furrowing in concentration as she bit her lip, checking the girl's bum out. "Feel anything, then?" Came the voice of wisdom, abruptly pulling her back to reality and she shook her head. "Not a fucking thing."

"So..you reckon it's only Katie?"

Naomi shrugged helplessly and took a big gulp of her Bacardi, the taste reminding her of Katie's lips after they had decided to leave and shag. "Fuck." She mumbled with a blush, her eyes trying to hold the stare Effy was penetrating her with. "I don't know. Is that possible?"

"Who the fuck knows." Laughed Effy and downed her beer. "Perhaps you're really not into pussy... just Katie's." She dodged the lighter, that was thrown her way, with ease and raised her brows. "I'm not kidding Eff. That's a lot to take in, you know?"

"Why?"

"Excuse me?"

N: She is, but she likes you.

N: I don't know. I'm not even

home yet...Effy's shoving shots

down my throat.

N: I guess in the morning...

so in a few hours. When are you

always waking up?

Smart-phones have made Naomi one of those people who couldn't write a whole text. No, a sentence, then she'd send it, and write the next thing directly underneath the one that was already sent. Why, she had no idea, it had pissed her off at the beginning when everyone was using Iphone's and she still received separated texts they send. But now, what with all-you-can-eat data and all, she had adopted that annoying habit. "Why is it a lot to take in, are you some bigoted old git damning all lesbians or are you a fucking modern woman from the 21 century?"

Naomi eyed her cousin like she had grown another head, which was yapping at her just the same. "Uh, no, of course not. But this isn't something you decide upon meeting someone for the first time. It's not like she's a bloke I'm considering to leave my boyfriend for... that wouldn't be a problem. With her... my whole life changes. I guess I need a bit more than flirting, snogging, rejection and unbelievable cuteness to be sure that I want this."

K: Effy likes me? Babe,

all she did was insult me.

I'm wake up at 6 in the morning.

Sometimes earlier. This

hotel has a pool so I might

swim some laps first thing.

K: So you're drunk babes?

"It's not something you get to decide, Naomi." Glowered Effy, on the brink of throwing a glass at the blonde. "How thick are you? This is something you're born with. Something beautiful, not a disease."

The younger girl shook her head, not believing the words her cousin had just spat at her. "It's not that easy Eff. It isn't black or white for me, I wont wake up one day, next to Katie, and realise I've waited my whole life for her. That I don't like cock, because I do. It wont ever be something clear and obvious, it's flowing, if anything it's bi-sexuality and that's not as easy."

Deciding to end this argument when Effy opened her mouth to fire the next bullet Naomi grinned at her cousin then, crossing her arms with a knowing-look, sure that Effy wouldn't last long. The curiosity killed the cat, and Effy. "What? What are you looking at me like that for?" She demanded, trying to sound as bored as possible but Naomi saw right through that bullshit she had adapted as a ten year old. "Fucking tell me."

"Katie thinks you don't like her."

Blue eyes, so much darker and more threatening than Naomi's narrowed and Effy's lips turned upwards, a smirk. "She's right."

"Is she, now?"

"Of course not." Grinned Effy and downed another shot, sliding one to Naomi as well who didn't hesitate in throwing it back. She was proud that she had stopped grimacing after Tequila's, it had always made her look like a monk. "Why she think that?"

"Because you were constantly insulting her?"

"Awe, but that's the only way I can show affection." Sang Effy in that high sing-sang voice, the one that made Naomi's eyes roll and her skin crawl.

N: She wouldn't have bothered

if she didn't like you.

N: Na, my tolerance is pretty high.

I haven't been drunk in a year.

A stupid grin played on her lips when Katie's answer appeared on the display.

K: That sounds like a challenge.

N: Wow, you really want to

make her dislike you?

Never would have thought...

Naomi knew that she was teasing Katie, but it was fun. Much more fun than all the emotional-roller-coaster rides she had been on today. A bit of harmless flirting and teasing was fine but everything more was seriously doing her head in.

"So, you've a girlfriend now." Mumbled Effy into the bottle she was drinking from and Naomi almost choked on her Barcardi, shooting a death-glare at her cousin.

"What the fuck Effy? Trying to kill me, are you?" A coughing fit and choking were the result of the angry words, ending with Effy having to reach across the table and slam her palm repeatedly against Naomi's back.

"Sorry, Jesus. She said you're hers. To me that's the equivalent to being the girlfriend."

"I am the girlfriend." Hissed Naomi, her eyes red and teary. "My boyfriend Maik's girlfriend and I seriously need you to tell me what I am going to do now."

There was a silence in which Effy was thinking hard of something to say, finding the right words which wouldn't make Naomi try to strangle her wasn't easy. In the end she opted on a nonchalant, one-armed shrug as she drank her probably fifth beer. "Nothing. Like, you have no idea what will happen, right?"

"Right."

"So why start a fuss when there's a chance that Katie will return to Bristol on Monday and you'll never see her again? Don't start rearranging your dresser, throwing perfectly suitable stuff out before you know you've certainly outgrown it." Bless Effy for not making her feel like a cheating cunt. "Nothing happened today, did it? You're good, so don't worry. Just wait and see how it goes but... really Naomi don't put your hopes up to high."

Blue eyes locked on blue and it was Naomi who broke the eye contact with an almost invisible head-shake, her expression sombre "What you mean?"

"I mean that even if Katie is interested it doesn't mean you'll end up together."

The words hit Naomi where it hurt, making her visibly cringe. "What, why the fuck not?"

The question was so naïve and innocent that Effy reconsidered the idea of indulging Naomi into the idea of Katie. What if the twin would go and break her heart, after realising that being with a girl was a bit different than wanting to shag one? What if it wouldn't work, because their life-goals couldn't be further apart? What if they didn't like each other, after getting to know the other one better?

"What if you don't like fucking her?" She said instead and made Naomi gape at her, her lips uselessly opening and closing a few times as no fucking word came out.

"Millie, love? Could you please be a sweetheart and bring me a Vodka-energy, babes?" Naomi yelled above the pub's usual, loud noises and the bartender winked, signalling her that she'd be with her in a sec. "Fuck that, I seriously need to stop that." Her eyes found Effy's gentle ones, so fucking gentle that Naomi knew she must have been in trouble otherwise Effy would have taken the piss and not kept looking at her like she had lost an organ or something.

It was then that she remembered her phone vibrating earlier and looked at it, not really as excited as she was a minute ago.

K: No babe, if she treats

me this way when she

likes me, I'd hate to see

how I'd be treated if she

hated me. The challenge

was in getting you drunk.

N: It looked like you

were standing your

ground just fine and

didn't let her get away

with shit. Though, if

she kisses you another

fucking time I'll

staple her lips together.

N: Oh you want me

drunk then?

A bit of advice;

you really shouldn't

I tend to get very...

horny when I'm drunk.

Naomi closed her eyes, wondering why the fuck she couldn't just stop the flirting and stop all of this altogether. It was easy, she just had to stop texting the girl, Katie had no idea where she was living, and Naomi was sure she'd never find her way back to the pub. She could just...block her and forget all about her lesbianic almost-adventure and go back to her normal, usual, content life. To her normal, usual, content boyfriend for whom she'd settled even though she knew he'd never be the love of her life, or even someone she was dying to see/kiss. It suddenly felt like she had settled for second best, the easy way out with which she could easily live, contently.

But would it be enough? Now that she'd felt mots bombarding her ribcage? Remembered how fucking wonderful it felt to be in someone's presence who could turn you into a stuttering, rubbish-talking mess? And wet your knickers just by looking at you in a certain way? She'd never been as fucking horny as earlier, when they were snogging the hell out of each other by the booth. Or in the alley. Or at Katie's hotel. God.

K: I didn't feel like I was

holding my own. And why

would it be a problem for

you to be drunk? Staple Effy's

lips together, eh baby?

That could be entertaining.

Naomi took a shaky breath as images of her, drunk and around Katie, filled her mind.

N: Because there'd be no way

I'd have control over my, eyes,

hands, lips, teeth, thighs, hips...

I'd just end up at the coppers

with a case of trying to

unsuccessfully seduce someone

who wasn't willing.

N: Entertaining? I reckon she'd evolve

and be in our heads then...

Katie's next words had Naomi confused and she looked her own text up again, trying to see why she'd write that.

K: I hope like fuck you

wouldn't be seducing

some random. I'd only want

you to be that way with me.

N: I thought we were talking drinking,

together, you and me.

You trying to get me pissed.

N: Believe me, I am the queen of control.

N: except for when you're around, it seems.

K: I did too, until you mentioned being

picked up by the coppers.

As if I'd ruin a good time by calling them.

Effy's words, the ones she had thrown at Naomi a few minutes earlier came rushing back to the blonde and she decided to just go with it. Lets see how Katie would manage.

N: What if you wouldn't like it?

The answer came quickly, as came the pounding in Naomi's ears.

K: If you are anything like my dreams,

then I most definitely will like it. :)

Her own response made her furrow her brows after she sent it.

N: What if I'm not?

What if I'm clumsy, nervous

and saying stupid shite,

not hitting anything I should?

Good god, she thought, never would she have guessed there'd be a day where she'd doubt her sexual... uh... skills.

Effy watched Naomi's tense expression change with another text, she couldn't resist after seeing a shy smile play on her lips, reaching out she stole the phone and read the texts Naomi had received in the last minutes since she had looked at it. The very last one made her smile gently when she handed the phone back to a glaring blonde. "Then I'll kiss you senseless and move your hand where I need it. It's not like we're experts at this or anything?" With a head-shake she took a long sip of her drink. "She's amazing, Naomi."

"Yeah, I think so too." The blonde admitted shyly. "Isn't that strange?"

"Who knows?" Was all Effy said when Millie came to bring Naomi her drink. She watched the blonde try and flirt her arse off with the bartender, who only smiled at the lame attempt, knowing well enough that she was just trying to figure something out. "It's fine Naomi, you want to practise to sweep that Katie chick off her feet? Do your thing, but don't make me think you're interested."

Naomi's eyes widened and she looked to a grinning Effy, mouthing a... what... the... fuck. "Don't kill her, afternoon shift told me you've fucked off with a girl you were snogging." Laughed Millie and patted Naomi's head again as the blonde blushed, she hadn't even given it a freaking thought... that people were able to see them.

What was wrong with her?

You just don't do... that... in public.

It's tacky and not at all a sight everyone likes to see. PDA wasn't something she was a fan of, quite the opposite really and with a heavy sigh she remembered all the times she had slapped her boyfriend's back of the head for trying to kiss her when he was drunk and at a pub or club, or even at a mate's house. "That's for home." She had always hissed when he'd looked at her, hurt by the rejection.

But with Katie it hadn't mattered.

She was sure that if someone had whistled at them, back in the pub, she'd have grinned proudly and probably grabbed Katie's tits. Though later, at the bus stop, when the boys came to be wankers, she had jumped away like Katie had burned her. Why?

When she gulped down the mix drink, not stopping once, she wiped her lips afterwards and swallowed another Tequila shot, Millie had brought another tray. She really needed to stop thinking. Something was on the back of her mind, as Millie and Effy kept looking at her with amused smirks and she took the phone, punching a text on the digital keyboard before she hit send, with a smile.

N: I just want to say goodbye.

Seems like I'm on my best way to

bladdered-land.

I apologise in advance for every

inappropriate text I'll send to you.

Now, with that out of the way she could finally let go. And when Katie's next response arrived, a stupid, very filthy grin grew on Naomi's lips.

K: Say goodbye?

Why apologise?

Babes, you're making me

hot just texting with you.

Oh yeah, Naomi thought, fuck responsibility, fuck a clear mind and straight thinking. This, whatever it was that had hit her over the head, was anything but that and she would enjoy it. Let the consequences come in the morning.

Xxxxxxx

Naomi was laying in her bed, her red and small eyes wide open, she was listening to Maik's soft snoring. She had stumbled in home at around 4am, hard like she hadn't been in years and when Maik had started to ask questions, where she had been at, who with, what she had been doing all day long while he was waiting at home, worrying, she had shook her head and laughed.

"You don't love me, do you?" She had asked, swaying as she'd struggled to slip out of her Chuck's. She knew that every fucking time she was drunk, getting those stupid shoes off was hell and she smiled, lop-sidedly, at her boyfriend when he'd scrambled off the bed and helped her. Only complaining a bit.

"So, where were you?"

"Answer me. Tell me you don't love me." Naomi'd demanded, but the laughter in her voice made it seem a bit off and he'd looked at her with tired eyes.

"Fine. I don't, you know that I don't. What's going on?"

She'd stumbled when the shoes were off and managed to grasp his broad arms, helping her staying on her feet. "I've.., I've kissed girls today." Her eyes were firmly locked on his dark ones, even in her drunken state she had known that this wasn't something he'd enjoy hearing.

They were having an easy relationship.

No love, but loads of caring was involved, they liked each other and they were good to each other. Whenever they felt that they needed to go and let off some steam, they'd tell each other, never go behind the other's back. That was the deal. To never hurt the other, better be honest and have a break, or even a real break up if either fell in love, but they weren't supposed to hurt each other, to humiliate each other.

He didn't say a thing, for a very long time he had let her dig her nails into his skin.

"Say something then." Was her breathy plea, and even then he couldn't.

The disappointment was evident in his features which had hardened, along with his tensing muscles. "Maik, please."

"I know you've snogged Katie." He'd admitted after a while, in the moment when Naomi's eyes welled up with tears. "Jack told me, he still was at the pub when you've fucking jumped her."

Naomi's right hand flew to her open mouth, a look of sorrow and shock on her face. She had not wanted for that to happen, ever. "I'm so s..."

But his angry lips, crashing into hers forcefully had cut off everything she had wanted to say. Nothing would have been good enough anyway. "You liked it?" He'd groaned, already clawing at her clothes while her hands flew to his neck, bringing him closer, her hips crashing into his. "Have you?!"

His big hand had grabbed a fistful of blonde hair and he aggressively tugged her head back to make her look up slightly, her chin turned upwards. "Yes." The growl that had followed her admission had made her knees weak and thankfully she didn't have time to think about crashing to the ground as he put his strong arms on her arse and pulled her up, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist when he carried her towards the bed.

After it was done and over with, and he had told her that everything was all right before passing out, Naomi couldn't fall asleep. She was constantly staring at the floor, where her phone was laying, not wanting to admit what she was waiting for.

It took her forever to reach for it, the sun was already rising and she felt her eyes slowly start to drop. Without having a filter in her intoxicated state she started writing.

N: I'm sorry I didn't respond earlier

but I'm really drunk... Just got ready

for bed... it's past five and I still

haven't closed my eyes.

I really need to sleep, we're leaving

around nine-ish and I am driving.

In her drunken mind she didn't realise that the text sounded like one she'd text anyone really. Effy, Mack, James and even her own fucking mother. It didn't sound like she'd write it to someone she was very excited about.

Katie's answer hit her right in the heart and made her close her eyes for a moment, asking herself why she couldn't just go and be with her now?

K: Okay baby, still coming over?

N: I uh.., I need to sleep

and I cant sleep at yours.

I wouldn't.

It was hurting her heart, the next text was.

K: No yeah of... have sweet dreams.

Naomi placed the phone on the table next to her head and turned around, laying on her side but she still couldn't close her eyes, or rather keep them closed. In the end she took the Samsung back into her hands and told Katie something she found important. She couldn't leave it at that, could she? It almost felt like a dead-end.

N: I'll be back Sunday evening...

tomorrow I guess it is. If you want to see me.

K: Why wouldn't I want to see you?

N: Because you'll have time

to think about everything.

K: Naoms, are you okay?

Did something happen? What's wrong?

And Naomi grit her teeth. Why did Katie have to be so fucking lovely? She was drunk for fuck's sake, couldn't even stand to fuck her boyfriend without shoving him off after ten minutes and run for the loo to grem. She couldn't shag her own boyfriend without feeling like a cheating cunt towards Katie. And feeling awful about it.

Naomi was angry but she knew that Katie didn't deserve any of it. Even though she had made her act like a fucking dyke trying to first wake and then shag her, which was a fucking embarrassment before Katie had played hot 'n cold.

But deep down Naomi knew that she, herself, was just horribly confused and had no idea how to deal with it, so she needed to vent. But Katie didn't deserve any of it.

N: Everything's fine, don't worry.

N: How long till you're a vet, Katie?

What is it that you're doing, exactly?

Uni or something else?

She had her eyes tightly closed, trying to make the tiny gnomes hammering their tiny hammers into her scull stop.

K: What? Where did that come from?

Three years, less if I take more than the

full schedule of courses.

Why?

K: Uni. Most vets just specialise in

either large or small animals...

I'm doing both, so it will take me

a bit longer. Now I have an

internship at a local vet clinic.

Naomi groaned and hit her head into the pillow, hating how her mind was fucking with her.

N: Right. And after that?

Will they employ you?

Where do you love?

Live?

She rubbed at her tired eyes and decided right then that sleep was wishful thinking now, getting slowly and silently out of bed.

Thankfully the... events, she couldn't even fucking think it, had sobered her up a bit, which didn't make any of it less complicated. She padded over to the amps, which had a board hammered to their tops and were used as an artsy table, reaching for her fags. Naomi then made her way into the bathroom and turned the shower on.

She looked into the mirror, watching herself, watching her body which had changed during the last years.

She didn't look as healthy any more, she wasn't fat or anyway, but something about the skinny body in front of her made her cringe. It didn't look like hers. There were love-bites all over her, her fingers reached up and traced the one just under her ear, the one Katie had marked her with. When her eyes found their mirror-image she glared at herself, trying to fight the smile which stopped trying to appear as soon as blue landed on the love-bites Maik had left, everywhere he could have reached.

The disgust made her grab the phone again.

K: No, I'll intern where I'm at for a year,

they are a small animal clinic.

When that ends I already have my next

internship set up at a large animal clinic

and I'll stay there for a year.

K: I live in Bristol with my dad.

My goal is to set up my own clinic

for both large and small animals.

N: Where is the other internship,

in Bristol as well?

I'm from Bristol too.

Chewing her lip almost off Naomi thought that the girl must think of her as a stalker, now that she told her she's from Bristol but the response was anything but an accusation of that.

K: Yeah, it's on the outskirts of Bristol.

I know baby, that's why you're going back

there for a visit. But you live in London

now, don't you?

It hit her like a bucket of cold water then, this was the problem. She had asked herself why she was trying to get Katie to admit that this wouldn't work, in any way or sense. It was because she was scared that it might work, and that they wouldn't be happy because their lives wouldn't fit.

N: Yes.

Grew up with Effy, her mum's my

mum's big sister and I lived with her

my whole life.

N: But now I live here.

Katie's answer made Naomi's heart clench, and she couldn't make her brain function enough to wonder why.

K: Eventually I wanted my shop

to be in London, probably way

out of town in the surrounding

area. Will need a big spot of land

to support all the different species

of animals.

K: I wondered how you met Effy.

N: She's the second thing I saw

when I entered this earth. I was

her first b-day gift.

I like your goal.

When the water was hot enough, fogging up her phone Naomi made her way in, took the phone with her. Samsung Galaxy 4 active, it could spend thirty minutes under water without breaking. So a few drops when she showered wouldn't kill it.

K: No wonder you two are so close.

N: I'm not as close to Tony.

And he's my cousin too.

When she shampooed her hair a smile broke out on her face, lighting up her whole face when Katie admitted not to be a fan of Tony's. In the back of her head it felt wrong but she had to give Katie a chance of getting out of this... unharmed. She told her that Tony was interested, if she wanted but the response was fast and cut off whatever her stupid brain was shooting at her.

K: Naomi, I thought you were well aware

of where my interests lie.

N: He's a real gentleman, was just a bit plastered earlier.

K: Why do I feel like you're pushing

me onto him?

The water was relaxing her tensed muscles, making her close her eyes and hum softly as the green water hit her skin. 'because that's what I've tried to do' she thought sadly and decided to tell it Katie as well. The water was green because she had a shower-head which she could fill with a tiny bag which contained colour and spring-smell. So the water smelled like she was outside in the nature, under a waterfall, didn't leave the smell on her skin though.

Relaxing as fuck. It was the first thing she had bought for this shit-hole. A huge shower-head that dropped green, red, or blue water on her and made her fantasise she'd be everywhere but here. Every fucking where.

K: Why?

Without her consent Naomi's hands took extra care of rubbing the shower-gel onto her breasts, her legs, her vag. She couldn't help herself, knowing that Katie was most likely in bed, thinking about her, of course not in the same way as Naomi but nevertheless it didn't stop her hands from wandering.

Only after she'd cum, easily the best one in over a year, she took her phone back into her hands and formulated a response.

N: It's a way out. This is messy Katie,

we don't know each other, we live in

different cities, we couldn't be more

different if we tried. And... we're not

gay.

The next text made her narrow her eyes and glare at the phone as if it had personally offended her. "Fuck you." She growled after reading the text over and over again, making sure her imagination wasn't playing tricks on her and that Katie really had just started to piss her off.

K: Look, if you're not interested,

just fucking say so. I don't need to

hear excuses about how hard it

would be. If it's worth it, then

you'd stop at nothing to keep

it going.

K: Are we seriously saying

we're completely straight? I'm

pretty sure we're both at least

a little bit gay.

Thinking back Naomi shook her head, a defiant expression on her face. 'I don't know. I don't seem to enjoy kissing girls, except for you. Don't know about you, but nothing happened when I've tried.'

She hoped Katie would at least feel the same shock and anger she had just felt run through her veins. Not interested, yeah right. She wasn't fucking interested, that's why she had acted like a complete twat all day long and couldn't even go down on her boyfriend any more without puking her guts out.

Not interested my fucking arse, she thought bitterly. It would have been so much easier if she weren't interested. If her mind wouldn't be spitting images of Katie and her, in the future, at her at rapid speed.

K: Maybe you're straight apart

from me. Same goes for me

with you.

Sinking to the shower-floor Naomi clenched her eyes together, shutting them so tightly she could feel a headache coming.

Who did Katie think she was? Playing with her head like this. When she'd woke up this morning to go and open the pub Naomi had not imagined her life might get turned around and fucked with, from all sides. No.

It was a normal Friday morning and then Katie happened and acted like Naomi was a bitch for thinking about the consequences, for once? Giving up everything, for something you had no idea you ever wanted, something that had pushed you away like you're the plague, wasn't easy to decide in the matter of one fucking day.

N: Right.

I'm done with my shower

going to bed now.

Enjoy London.

If you need a tour guide

here's Tony's number.

Xxxx xxxx xxxx

She knew that it was shitty, and probably the end she had tried to avoid, but somehow it felt like a huge weight was lifted off her shoulders. She padded slowly back into the sitting-room/bedroom and pulled the towel off her head, the other from her body before crawling onto the bed next to Maik, cuddling into his side.

K: Yeah. Thanks.

Naomi couldn't leave it at that, it wasn't possible for her to close her eyes and fall asleep when she knew Katie would be sitting there, sleepless and pondering what she'd done wrong.

N: Good night, princess. Sorry

for waking you up.

K: Night. It's fine,

I'm going for a swim

Naomi's fingers were twitching to tell Katie that this had been one of the things that had made her cum like she hadn't for months, if not years, thinking about Katie in that swimming pool. Nothing but her very tight and barley there cozzy on, the water gliding through her beautiful tresses, the drops making her eyes look like stars.

No, she couldn't tell her that, not when there was this bad feeling in the pit of her stomach.

N: Still, should have waited an hour

before texting you.

You were gonna wake up at 6 anyway

K: You'd be asleep by then and I

wouldn't have heard from you at all.

N: Bet now you wish you didn't.

And I hadn't texted you, waited and

wrote you a sms when

I am sober again.

A simple no was all Katie had to say to that, making Naomi's brow furrow.

N: 'Oh.' Was all she came up with until her mind registered something else.

N: 'But I wasn't nice."

Now Katie questioned her earlier no.

K: no?

N: No.

Naomi was sure that she wasn't as nice as she would have been if she were sober. It was all too much, now, how would that be in the future? With this stranger? This wonderful, exciting, gorgeous stranger who's a fucking girl.

K: While I don't appreciate you trying

to set me up with someone, you could

have been much worse.

N: You'd make a cute couple and the

kids would be simply gorgeous

K: Please Naomi, I'm not interested.

Even if you don't want me, I still

wouldn't go for him.

A small smile tugged on Naomi's lips at that response, before it settled in a frown when the next text appeared.

K: Kids wouldn't happen anyways

A life without kids, ever? That heavy feeling on her shoulders was back as she stared at her phone.

N: Don't you want kids?

Katie's words made her stomach drop, an ill feeling settled and she reached for a fag, desperately dragging the smoke into her lungs. She had no idea why she cared if Katie wanted to have brats or not. She couldn't see herself with kids, at least not the way things were at the moment... but ever?

K: That isn't it. You should sleep.

I don't want you tired when you

travel home. I'll worry enough

as it is.

She had dodged the question, even Naomi registered that and she wasn't sober, at all.

Sure, she wasn't as fucked any more but still. When she stubbed the fag out in the ashtray next to the bed Naomi took the phone and opened the camera app. Pressing the button which switched between recording and photo, she waited until the light showed her she was being filmed. "I uh, I just wanted to tell you that I'll miss you, princess." A small smile was on her face as she looked up tiredly, right into the camera. "Please enjoy London, it has a lot to offer. You should see the Camden Markets, fucking beautiful. Or no, don't go there. I'll show you. Do something else, something awesome. Unforgettable. If you let it, London can be paradise." A light chuckle left her lips and she yawned, covering her mouth with her hand. "Sorry. So, have fun and good luck on Monday. I don't want you to suffer because of us, or take longer to open that small and big animal clinic. I wont ever forget today." Only when she raised her head to kiss the camera did she realise that she was still naked from her shower. An embarrassed chuckle was all that ended the video before she turned it off and send it to Katie.

Labelling it: Something to think about.

Xxxxx

The water was cool against Katie's body as she pushed through the empty pool. She wasn't fast by any means, but she went as quickly as her compact body would allow. Her legs kicked furiously, her arms moving in and out of the water, cupping her hands to try to propel herself faster.

Swimming, or working out in general, had been a staple all throughout her childhood. Her father was the owner of a very popular and expanding gym called Fitch Fitness, and so a good workout was used for many different things in her life.

First, if she was being punished. The 'naughty bar' was set up in the doorway of their kitchen and when she or one of her siblings were bad, they would have to do pull-ups... as many as their father told them to do. Of course as they got older they were given other things to do, sprints, squats, push-ups, and crunches.

Second, when she she was angry and needed to burn off some excess energy. She had quite the fiery personality and quickly learned in her youth that she should work out instead of going off on the idiots that irritated her. It wasn't as if yelling at them would increase their brain capacity, and although she still spit fire sometimes, she tried to keep it in as much as possible now.

Third, and probably the reason she worked out the most these days... sexual frustration.

Sure, she didn't mind a bit of DIY, but it was usually easier for her to go run for an hour and a half than it was to find a bloke that could actually satisfy her. Truthfully there had only been one lad who had brought her to orgasm, but he was a complete and utter prick and she had decided that even though he was actually good in bed, she couldn't stand to be near him. With the rest she had been forced to fake it, and she was apparently quite the actress, because they never suspected a thing.

Any other reason for working out wasn't even worth mentioning because it didn't happen enough to matter.

Katie flipped under the water and pushed off the wall as she began swimming to the opposite end of the pool. She was glad that it had been empty when she arrived. It wasn't like the pool was that big, and there weren't any lanes specifically for people who wanted to swim laps, and as cute as kids were, it would really be difficult to power around them.

She was going as fast as she could, her lungs burning in between breaths. The twin tried to let her mind clear as she strained to keep her speed up.

She was unsuccessful.

Naomi kept popping into her mind. The texts from last night and early this morning were burned into her memory. The cheeky comments, the sweet ones, and of course the ones she wished she could forget, the ones that caused a painful ache inside her chest.

Confusion filled Katie's head as she flipped under the water yet again.

Naomi was driving her fucking mental. So hot and cold. One minute she was being completely adorable, bringing up the action figure of herself... again, and not long after that she would change the subject to tell the twin that Effy liked her... which she still hesitated to believe. Naomi was possessive enough to threaten to staple Effy's lips closed if she kissed Katie again, but then she was offering her up to Tony, even going so far as to give his number to her.

Okay, so the Fitch did get a little possessive herself when Naomi had mentioned the bartender and then Emily, even going so far as to claim the blonde.

What was she doing?

All she had done after Naomi left last night was eat a little more food and put on some shit show on the telly. In actuality she hadn't really been watching it in the first place, and once the blonde started texting her... Katie couldn't seem to bring her attention anywhere but the mobile she had in her hand at all times. If she felt herself starting to drift off while waiting for another reply, she'd set the phone right on her chest so that if the chime didn't wake her, the vibration surely would.

Katie hadn't let on that she was tired, absolutely drained from the day's events. Physically, mentally, and most certainly emotionally.

Naomi had to care though, didn't she? Why else would she have asked Katie all about her plans, her career choice, and everything else. She had actually seemed interested, asked for specific details. She wouldn't have done that if she didn't give two flying fucks, would she?

Of course there was the question about kids this morning, though it was more toward her hooking up with Tony, she hadn't exactly explained why she wasn't going to have kids. It wasn't that she didn't want them, but that she couldn't have them.

She stopped at the side of the pool, folding her arms on the side and pulling herself halfway out, just hanging on. She growled out her frustration just as a young mother and her small daughter entered the pool area. Katie's chocolate orbs followed their movements as they set down their towels and proceeded to get into the water at the other end.

Katie had lost track of time of exactly how long she'd been swimming. Her body leaned forward until her forehead was sat on the side as the water dripped off her body onto the floor. She was still gasping for breath after a good workout, but didn't feel like she was sufficiently calmed down.

With a sigh she pulled herself from the water and padded over to where she had left her towel and key-card to her suite. She dried off her body and hair as much as she could before wrapping the towel around her, slipping on her sandals, and heading back to her room.

Once there she checked her mobile that was plugged into the wall. Her brows furrowed as she opened it to see that there was some kind of message from Naomi. She couldn't help the surprised smile that formed on her face when she saw the blonde on her screen, speaking to her while... was she naked? Katie played the clip again, her eyes taking special interest on the exposed flesh on display. Okay, so maybe listening to it for a third time was a little much, but fuck, this girl really got to her.

Why did that feel like a goodbye, though? A proper one. Katie doubted that she would forget yesterday's events either, they were permanently engrained in her memory now.

She listened to it one more time, watching the subtle movements of Naomi's lips, how cute she was when she yawned in the middle of the video message, and even how she told Katie to go to Camden Markets, but then retracted that because the blonde herself wanted to bring her there.

Katie sincerely doubted that London could be paradise without Naomi there. It wasn't that London was a bad city or anything, but she was naturally reclusive with people and everywhere she went there were flocks of them.

She didn't reply to Naomi's message, didn't trust herself. Maybe she would do so after her shower.

Of course after her shower she had the same reservations about responding as she had had before, but at least she felt clean and refreshed. Her hair was still wet, dangling in wavy tendrils around her face, with a white fluffy towel wrapped around her bust-line.

Her eyes kept glancing at her mobile, as if it was calling out for her to fucking buck up and do something. Perfect, now she was being instructed by inanimate objects to do things. She'd be in the funny farm in no time at all. What's next? Talking to the wall?

Katie picked up the device and let the video play one more time before she got her own video recording set. Nervously she stared at the picture of herself on the screen. Did she really want to do this? It wasn't going to be a dirty message or anything, but she had a lot to consider. Some of the things Naomi had texted her really hit home, and not in a good way.

She hit the record button before she lost her nerve. Katie's eyes lifted up to the screen and she gave a soft smile, "Hey Naoms," She began bashfully, "Thank you for the message, I will try to get out of this hotel today, but without a certain blonde bartender to keep me company it's been difficult to be inspired enough to even put clothes on." Her cheeks flushed, this was not how she meant for this to go. "Please be safe, and have fun." Her gaze left the screen for a moment before she took in a deep breath and looked back, "Come back soon." She finished the message by blowing a kiss at the screen.

Her free hand came up to rub at her temples as she prepared the video to be sent. She hesitated though, would Naomi actually enjoy it? Who knew what kind of things the blonde got up to last night, and maybe her texts this morning were a way to tell Katie to fuck off. But the video. The video was a different story, and it had been sent last, so Katie had to go on that, didn't she?

She hit the send button and then promptly got up to start getting dressed with a smile on her face.

xxxxx

After a half hour of searching through brochures and on her mobile about things to go or see in London, she thought she might have a game plan. She bit down on her lip and picked up her mobile to see that she had a text message. She hadn't even heard it go off.

N: Thank you for the video, don't

think it's a coincidence I've turned

off the silent mode on my phone

before falling asleep. Hoped you'd

wake me. Gonna take another

shower and then I'm off to Bristol.

Have a good day.

Katie couldn't keep the smile off her face as she looked down at the screen at the text from Naomi. She quickly kicked herself mentally. She was acting like some lovesick teenager.

K: Drive safe. x

She responded quickly and sent it before changing her mind and writing a huge four page text. When did she become such a fucking sap? Oh right, yesterday.

Katie threw her purse and mobile into her bag and walked out of her hotel room. She was a woman on a mission, and shopping was her first stop. Luckily for her there was a few shops around the corner, not a lot, but enough for her to browse the selection and maybe pick something up if she liked it.

The first place she walked by seemed to have all the latest fashions. Katie walked in and looked around, her fingers touching several tops and skirts that she would consider purchasing, just not right now. One day maybe, after she had her own vet practice.

She walked out and was walking by a kids toy shop, but she couldn't help but look in the window. Her lips curled into a bright smile as she noticed several action figurines, mostly male and dressed in camouflage, but even so it reminded her of the blonde. Katie nearly went inside to see if there was a more female, more peroixde figure, but decided against it. She could always go back to the store if she wanted to.

The twin flagged down a cab and got in. The sleazy driver turned around, his eyes shamelessly dragging up her body, spending a few extra moments staring at her tits, before he asked her where she wanted to go.

"Big Ben, please," She said with a smile, hoping he would hurry up and turn around because he was creeping her out.

Chocolate brown orbs stared out the window at the buildings and people as the driver brought her to her destination. She was slightly confused when he stopped and turned around, his eyebrows high on his brow.

"We're here, love."

"What?" She replied, looking out the window, expecting to see a massive tower with a clock.

"Big Ben, yeah?" He said.

She nodded and handed over some notes and exited the vehicle. Her eyes went across the street, squinting slightly. For some reason she had thought it would be so much... taller. Not that it was small or anything, but when she had seen pictures of it she swore that it was so tall it was up in the clouds.

A tour bus rolled between her and the building, maybe she should just get on one of those... have a proper guide. Her attention was diverted when she heard the sound of a scooter, her head turning immediately. It wasn't even the right colour, it was black, and the rider was distinctively male, but it still reminded her of Naomi. When she closed her eyes she could almost feel the wind against her skin and the warm body she was cambered around as they rode through the streets of London.

Katie's heartbeat sped up, just slightly, and she bit down on her bottom lip, letting herself enjoy the moment where, in her head, she was with Naomi, holding onto her beautiful frame, as the wind blew by them as they rode on Doodles.

"Whatcha doin', lady?"

The voice of a young boy brought her from the nice image that was going on inside her mind. "Just enjoying myself," She replied with a small smile on her lips. She looked around for the child's parent, or guardian, and couldn't see anyone that was watching him talking to a complete stranger. At least she wasn't a threat. "Where's your mum?"

His forehead scrunched in thought, he couldn't have been more than four or five years old. "I ran away from her," He admitted guiltily.

"Why did you do that, hun?" She said gently, getting down one one knee so she was on his level.

"She always feeds me food that tastes like puke," He said seriously.

Katie almost started laughing at just how adorable this little boy was. "Where do you live, sweetie?" She questioned. He crossed his arms over his chest and turned his nose up, obviously deciding not to answer. "How about we go look at the water from the bridge for a bit? Would that be okay?"

He looked at her with a questionable look on his face, then nodded his head, smiling brightly. "I'm Patrick, but everyone calls me Paddy," He said happily. "Who are you?"

"I'm Katie," She said as she held out her hand for him, and she was glad when he actually took it. She was to her feet and walking towards the nearby bridge when her mobile beeped. With her free hand she reached for it and smiled as she opened the screen, even if she had sent her last message a few hours prior.

N: Some brat threw his dog's

poop bag at me. Had to stop

and clean the wind-shield...

couldn't drive safely otherwise,

could I?

Katie nearly started crying with laughter as she kept pulling the boy to the bridge, typing a response with one hand.

K: Oh hun, are you serious?

She didn't bother slipping the phone back into her bag, expecting Naomi to respond quickly. She wasn't disappointed.

N: Sadly, yes. :( Took me an

hour since it's raining.

Katie cringed at the thought of having to clean all that up, and felt horrible that Naomi had to do so. It was still a little funny though.

K: I'm sorry, Naoms.

I've made a new friend.

She looked down at the boy who had just let go of her hand and was looking down at the water below them. "Do you think there's fish in there?" He asked excitedly.

Katie laughed and leaned over as well for a look, "You know, I'm not sure." Her phone chimed once, then a second time and she opened them up just before a third one appeared.

N: Who?

N: Where?

N: In the pool? You don't

meet people when they're

naked.

She nearly started choking she was laughing so hard. Her fingers were flying over her screen to type a reply.

K: His name is Patrick, but

he goes by Paddy. He's like

five. I thought I'd come check

out Big Ben. Was a bit

unimpressed.

She sent it and watched the young boy, still trying to find fish in the water below, then laughed again at the quick response from the blonde.

N: You like him better than

me? Why don't you like

B.B.? Not as tall as you'd like?

;)

"You laugh a lot," Paddy said to Katie.

"Is there something wrong with that?" She countered as she started typing back.

K: Naoms, he's five. Yeah, I

just thought it was giant, you

know? Like it would completely

take my breath away. I definitely

had a better reaction from seeing

you than I did looking at that

blasted clock.

"I guess not," He said with a shrug and went back to looking at the water.

She needed to figure out where the boy's parents were. As cute as he was, she didn't want to be responsible, or worse, have someone say she was trying to kidnap him.

N: So... you like him better

because he's a cute five year

old? Awe, I'm sorry, should've

warned you. B.B's a poser.

What else did you do? Anything

exciting?

Katie looked at the time on her mobile. It wasn't as if it was late in the day or anything, so she wondered how she could have been doing much else.

"There, my mum," The boy said in excitement as he ran from Katie towards the vehicle that had a car door open. "Bye Katie," He called over his shoulder. The twin watched as a woman leaned out the window and waved to her, so she returned the sentiment.

She smiled and watched as they drove away before reaching in her bag for her lip-salve. It seemed a bit more empty from before for some reason. Katie pulled it around and then screamed in anger, stomping her foot, and drawing the attention of quite a few passer-bys. Her purse had been stolen right out of her bag.

Katie had almost forgotten that she had received a text from Naomi until her mobile chimed again.

N: Katie? You okay?

She wasted no time in responding, her fingers pounding angrily against the screen. Right about now she didn't care if she cracked the damn thing.

K: No, I'm fucking not okay.

The little bastard nicked my

purse from my bag!

Katie was trying not to explode in rage and she started stalking away from Big Ben. She wasn't sure where she was going, but she needed to do something.

N: What? Your mate Paddy?

The conversation with Naomi wasn't fucking helping one bit, it was only serving to further her anger.

K: Yes, who the fuck else

would I have been talking

about, Naomi?

Katie felt bad, she shouldn't be taking her rage out on her.

N: Stupid Twat.

Instead of prolonging a conversation with the blonde, she decided to end it before she got herself into more trouble.

K: Look, I have to go.

She didn't even know where she fucking was, other than in London, but where, she had no clue. She couldn't take a cab back because she had no money as it was all in her purse. Her chocolate eyes rolled when she heard the phone go again. "Fucking..." She cursed to herself as she opened the text.

N: Baby? Do you need money

or something? It's Saturday...

Nothing's open. I can help you.

Are you hurt?

Normally she'd be ecstatic that Naomi was offering to help and gushing over her being safe... but right now she was just fucking livid. She just kept walking, not even caring if she was going in the right direction or not, her heels clicking against the pavement.

K: No, I'm perfectly fucking

fine, stuck alone in London

with nothing. How the fuck do

you plan to help me from Bristol?

Even after she sent it she regretted it. She sighed to herself and just kept walking, block after block. Katie didn't even bother looking at the street signs.

N: Do you still have Tony's

number? I told him to give you

everything you need until I'm back.

N: Your key-card, ID, all gone?

N: Can't you go to the hotel?

For some reason just reading Tony's name set her off even more. Her temper was quickly exploded.

K: Yes! It's all gone! And no,

I'm not calling him. I'd rather

break both ankles then be

around that fucker.

Okay, so Tony hadn't been that bad, Katie knew that... but everything was always amplified when she got like this, and with nowhere to expel her extra rage, Naomi became the unfortunate target.

N: Please call him, love, he'll

meet you, give you my keys and

money, and he'll fuck off again

right away. I promise. Just... Don't

be alone on the streets tonight.

N: Or you take a cab to the pub

and the bartender will give you a

few quid.

Katie looked at the phone as if it was on fire.

K: It's mid-fucking day, Naomi.

Look, I'll sort it out myself. Thanks.

She wasn't quite sure how she was going to make that happen, but she hated to rely on anyone else. It would have been one thing if Naomi had been with her, she would have just fallen into the blonde's embrace. Her phone went off again.

N: It will get dark later, and

you won't get into the fucking

tube without a ticket, Katie. Or

into the bus. Tell me what's

happened.

Katie didn't respond, throwing her mobile back into her bag. She growled when the texts kept coming.

N:You're really doing this now?

Do you want me to drive back

to London now?

N: Because I will.

N: I could meet your dad, if you want.

She was a little shocked that Naomi mentioned her father. What the fuck did he have to do with anything.

K: I need to call and cancel all

my cards so the bastard doesn't

run them up. I'll make it back to

the hotel.

Naomi's response came immediately.

N: And how will you make it in?

Face recognition? Without a key

and ID it doesn't work.

Katie's face fell. She hadn't exactly thought about that. She typed in a snippy reply.

K: I'll figure it out. Flirt my way

in or something.

Maybe if she found the police she could at least get a ride to her hotel, she would just explain the entire situation and they would let her in and give her a new key.

N: Katie

She thought maybe Naomi had accidentally sent it before finishing, but when there was nothing more she typed in and sent a response.

K: What.

Okay, maybe the period at the end was a bit much.

N: Nothing.

N: I'm sorry that happened to you.

N: Good luck and call me if you

need anything.

Katie sighed, even after she had been a bitch, Naomi was still offering to help her. She was fucking amazing. She put her mobile on silent before she put in her last text and sent it.

K: Okay, thanks. Bye.

The first thing she did was call her bank, having her cards blocked, which took fucking twenty-five minutes. They asked her everything but her blood type to try and identify her, which had been a task on its own since she was so stressed out that she started getting numbers mixed up. She wasn't normally dyslexic, but apparently it seemed like a good idea today, since it was already going so fucking well.

Katie sat down on a bench and put her elbows on her knees and her head in her hands. She was so close to tears that she could feel the burning sensation in her nose and the water starting to swell in her eyes. Harshly she wiped her hand across her face, "Don't you fucking cry," She scolded herself.

Her hand found her mobile and she pulled it out, seeing that Naomi had responded, even though she had specifically said goodbye.

N: It's not my fault your mate

Paddy took your purse. Who

let's strangers close enough

anyway, and I'm really sorry

everything is shit, but it is not

my fault. Either you tell me

what I can do... and I fucking

do it, or don't. But just remember

that I didn't fucking nick it. Bye.

As if she needed to feel worse than she already did about how she acted toward Naomi. Her emotions were all over the place. She didn't know what to do. There was no way she would have Naomi drive all the way back to London to get her, and she was too proud to ask Tony for help, or even find a ride to the bar and have the bartender pay the driver.

Katie noticed a copper drinking a coffee, leaning against his patrol car... thank fuck. Her stomach growled loudly, she was severely regretting not having breakfast before she went out on her little adventure, but it was too late now.

"Excuse me, sir?" She said politely as she walked up to him.

He looked at her with a huge, filthy grin. "What can I do for you, love?"

She sighed, "I've been robbed by a little boy, stole my purse right out of my bag. I'm from Bristol and I'm here for the weekend for a seminar, and I have no idea how to get back to my hotel..."

The police man interrupted her, "Whoa there, slow down a bit, yeah? You said a kid stole your purse?"

Katie was trying to remain calm, "Yes, he was around five years old and he called himself Patrick, well... Paddy."

The cop was staring at the twin as if she had grown a second head. "So you're saying a little brat just walked up and took your purse, and you let him?"

Her jaw tightened, "He said he had run away from his mother. I was trying to keep him in one place, hoping she would find him and get him."

"Oh, so you were being nice to a little kid... sure you didn't try to give him candy and lure him away?"

"I'm not a fucking pedo!" Katie cried, completely offended that that was what the patrol-man had latched onto. "I don't have money, or even my ID, and I need to get back to my hotel!"

"Does my car look like it's for hire?" He laughed.

Her hands tightened into fists, "Look, if you won't help, I'll just have to go to the station and report all this to your superior."

He straightened up then, and tossed his empty coffee cup into the rubbish bin. "No need for all that, how about you jump in and tell me about this thieving brat?"

Katie nodded and got in the car. She told him the whole story about what had happened with the little boy, starting from when she was looking at Big Ben, and ending when he ran off into the vehicle.

"Can you give me a description of the vehicle, or the boy?" He asked.

"No idea about the car, it was dark, maybe black, with four doors. I wasn't really paying attention. Paddy had short brown hair and blue eyes," Katie stated. Now that she thought about it, his eyes had reminded her of Naomi. Maybe that's what lured her to him in the first place.

She felt like they were driving in circles, or maybe it just felt like the drive was twice as long as the cab ride over to Big Ben. Katie figured she had been walking in the wrong direction the entire time.

The rest of the ride was done in relative silence until he pulled up outside the hotel. "I'll report this and let you know if anything comes of it, yeah?" He said in a much more polite voice than he had used with her earlier.

"Thank you, sir, I appreciate that," She replied as she stepped from the vehicle.

Okay, so it took almost three hours to get back to the hotel. That wasn't as bad as she thought. If she wouldn't have been walking in the wrong direction for so long she probably would have arrived sooner. Now she had to worry about getting in the doors and then getting another room key.

Katie smiled as she saw a man walking up to the door and opening it, she got right behind him and when he noticed she was entering in also, he held the door open for her. "Thank you," She said with a faux shy smile.

"Anything for a pretty young lady like yourself," The old gentleman responded with a smile and a nod as he left.

She didn't recognize any of the workers and her shoulders sagged. Of course she couldn't get a little bit of luck. The twin wandered up to the counter where she had first checked in Thursday night.

"May I help you, Miss?" The woman behind the counter asked.

"I hope so, I am staying here, my name's Katie Fitch, and while I was out trying to take in the wonders of London I had my purse stolen. It had my ID and room key in it. Is there any way I can get a new key to my room?"

The woman behind the counter frowned and typed a few things into her computer before making eye contact with tired brown orbs. "Unfortunately you need ID to be able to get a new key."

Katie sighed, "But it's been stolen, is there not anything else I can use? Surely this isn't the first time this sort of thing has happened." Her calm demeanour was starting to slowly crack. She brought her hands to the corner of the counter and they were squeezing it so tightly that her knuckles were turning white.

"I'm sorry, Miss, but we've no way to identify you without..."

Katie interrupted her and pointed towards a young man, "He knows me! He brought me up dinner to my room last night!"

The young man was called over and she kept smiling at him, but he wouldn't keep eye contact with her. He went behind the counter and the two employees talked in hushed whispers with their back to the twin. As hard as Katie strained to hear what they were saying, it seemed pointless.

"Congratulations, Mrs. Fitch," The woman said with a bright smile when she turned around.

"Huh?" Katie said, a bit confused.

"On your baby with your wife," She said, her eyes glancing down at Katie's stomach.

Of all the fucking times that shit could have come back, it had to be now. At least the lady believed her now, that she had a room, and hopefully now she could get a key and fuck off.

"Thank you, we're well excited," Katie smiled, though it was fake, and leaned on the counter, "So will you be able to give me a key now?"

The woman leaned in towards her to whisper, "Technically no, but I can't have a pregnant woman on the streets."

Thank fuck. "I appreciate it, ma'am," She said politely, a genuine smile flashing through.

She almost died when she grabbed the key and hurried away, not realizing that the bloke was following her. Her skin began to crawl as she entered the lift and he did as well. Katie didn't look at him, or even acknowledge him. All she wanted to do was get to her room, alone, so she could finally break apart.

He moved closer to her, whispering, "I think you and your wife would find that I'm not as useless as you thought." Her blood ran cold. Fuck. "I could give you a little taste," He said as his hand went between his legs, grabbing himself.

Katie almost got sick. This couldn't be happening. She had to think fast. "Unfortunately my wife and I only bring in a third, we don't dabble when we're apart from each other." That was a good response, right? Surely he would accept the answer.

He brought his free arm above her head, facing the twin and getting much to close for her liking. "Actually, I think you owe me a favour. Your wife should understand that."

The lift stopped at Katie's floor and she rushed out of the doors before they were even fully open, walking as quickly as possible. She didn't turn around, hoped that the bloke stayed in the lift and that she wouldn't have any more problems with him. Her hand was shaking slightly as she lifted it to put the key into the door.

Katie didn't even know what hit her. Her body was shoved against her closed door, her face pressed against the hard surface with the wanker's body against her back. Her wrists had been caught by his hands, holding them above her head, leaving her almost helpless.

"I know exactly how I will take my payment," He growled into her ear.

She was frozen in fear as he started to grind himself on her arse, groaning at the friction he was creating for himself. Katie was mortified. The more she struggled, the harder he grasped her wrists and the more wild his hips moved against her.

Things came to a boiling point when he pinned both her wrists with one hand and reached around to palm her tits with the other. She lifted her right leg and slammed her heel down onto the lad's foot.

He released her hands and staggered backwards, "Fucking bitch, now I'm really going to fuck you up."

Without a thought her leg came forward as if kicking a football as hard as she possibly could, hitting him right between the legs. He crumbled to the ground, both of his hands covering his manhood and curled into a ball outside her door. "Can't fuck anything now, can you?" She sneered at him, adding insult to injury.

xxxxx

Naomi continued walking towards the commotion, her pace slowing down when she saw the tosser go down. When she was in hearing distance a cough left her throat and she stepped over the man, reaching for Katie's hands as she pulled her into a tight hug, whispering; "The woman downstairs told me you've just arrived baby, you okay?" She placed a soft kiss to the corner of Katie's mouth, her eyes darting to the wanker on the floor who was groaning in pain. "He touched you?" Her eyes were ice cold as they tried to skin him alive.

Katie was overwhelmed, her eyes instantly tearing up and she fell into the blonde's embrace. "Please, just... can we go inside?" Katie asked, her voice shaking.

Blue eyes flickered between the man she would have liked to fucking strangle and Katie, an emotional mess, and her decision was made. With a light nod she rubbed an arm along Katie's back, comforting her as she took the key card out of the girl's trembling hands, pushing it through the slot. Her head snapped to the side, eyes narrowing dangerously. "Don't think this is the end of it, mate. Now your arse will be fucking fired. No means no, you fucking waste of space. She's not fucking interested."

Pushing the door open she gently led Katie into the room, keeping her arm wrapped protectively around her shoulder as she placed kisses absently to the girl's head, murmuring that everything will be okay. "Let me call security quickly baby, okay?"

"No!" Katie cried out, her hands clutching into Naomi's top. "Don't leave me!"

"Hey," Naomi whispered, an ill feeling in the pit of her stomach, "everything is okay now, sorry I was late." She slowly moved them to the small table the phone was placed on top of. Raising her brows while she still held on to Katie she silently asked her if she could ring security and have them find and fucking dispose that wanker.

"Okay," Katie whispered, her body shaking and holding onto Naomi as if she were the only thing keeping her from crumbling completely. "I'm sorry I ruined your trip," Katie whispered, tucking her face into Naomi's neck.

Naomi picked up the phone, holding Katie close while she lowly explained to the woman on the other end of the line why there was an employee of theirs clutching his bollocks on the ground. "You will take care of that, I assume?" After hearing the response Naomi bit her lip and looked to Katie. "Baby they... they're asking if you want to involve the coppers or if you'll be fine with him getting fired, instantly. Your choice but who knows if the next girl will be as strong as you." She knew that it was Katie's decision, but her mind was filled with awful images of what he would have done to Katie if things had been different.

The things he had done to her, before Naomi had exited the lift were worse, it had to be something awful. She couldn't believe Katie would hurt a fucking fly if it weren't necessary. It made her blood boil.

Katie didn't want to have to make that decision. She was not in a state where she could make a sound choice. Her wrists were sore and were bright red from struggling against his iron grip and she felt like the right side of her face may have been a bit injured when he slammed her into the door. "I don't know," She said, her voice displaying the exhaustion and vulnerability that she was feeling.

Blue eyes took in the exhaustion on the girl's face and Naomi brought her that tiny bit closer, her jaw clenching. She went off on the phone again, her face hard a granite. "Look miss, I want you to question him and extract the security video. Fire him, and tell him that we will think this through and he won't fucking see what'll hit him when Katie does go to the police but until then she needs to rest. She's had an awful day." A small smile played on Naomi's lips when the woman hurried to agree with everything she had said.

In the end the overwhelmed woman apologised for the bloke's behaviour and promised to bring the tape in, in the morning, herself. She congratulated Naomi on the baby before the blonde hung up. Her lips pressed to Katie's forehead in a long kiss. "You'll have a bit more time to think about it now, and you won't be questioned today. Okay?"

Katie couldn't keep it in any-more, the stress of the day finally breaking through her tightly kept control. She nodded into Naomi's neck and tears started pouring down her cheeks. Her body shook with the force of her silent sobs as her hands tightened into Naomi's top.

"I'm so sorry baby, fuck," Whispered the blonde who had never been any good at comforting people... she didn't care enough but this was different and she didn't have much of a choice. Her instincts screamed at her to wrap Katie up in her arms and bring her to bed.

Those were the instincts she had listened to when they had screamed at her to get in the car and drive back. Slowly, holding Katie's hand, Naomi leaned down when the girl was on the bed. She started to free her off her high heels.

Chocolate hues watched as Naomi knelt in front of her, tears still cascading down Katie's cheeks. Subconsciously she rubbed at her sensitive wrists, not that it made them feel any better. "I'm... s... thank you..." She said quietly before sniffing. "You didn't have to... I was horrible to you." That fact alone tore into her once again and a fresh wave of anguish slammed into her chest.

Blue eyes snapped up, confusion winning the battle on Naomi's face. "What... what are you talking about?" She pushed the heels aside and placed her hands in Katie's lap, resting her own head on top of them as she looked up.

Katie's hands went to the blonde tresses, running them along Naomi's scalp a few times. It took her quite a few deep breaths before she could properly answer, her voice still shaky, "When we were texting."

Naomi smiled at Katie, shaking her head almost invisibly. "I'm... I'm just glad you're okay." She reached for Katie's hands, the curiosity winning after she had seen Katie rub her wrist. Her eyes widened at the sight and she pressed her lips to the angry marks.

Katie's heart almost stopped at the incredibly sweet and sincere kiss to her red wrists. She pulled on Naomi's chin, trying to silently ask the girl to join her on the bed. All she wanted was to lie down and just be engulfed by Naomi.

Rolling her eyes Naomi crawled up until she was straddling the girl, her hands softly pushing her into the bed until she was laying on her back. "No funny business, Fitch, you're knackered and you're wrists are hurting," She teased, but there was a clear warning in her eyes when she kicked off her shoes and turned back to Katie, sliding her arm around her midsection and her leg over her thighs. "Just... try to sleep, yeah?" She leaned down and pressed her lips gently to Katie's.

The intimacy of the position brought Katie back to when they first met and were snogging each others faces off in the pub. A light flush covered her cheeks and she looked away, nodding. She cuddled in tightly, wanting to feel as close to Naomi as was humanly possible. "It's not even late enough to sleep yet, Naoms," She said, yawning halfway through, completely destroying her argument.

"It's always late or early enough," Mumbled Naomi into the dark, beautifully smelling hair surrounding her. "I'm free today and tomorrow too, have no shift since I was supposed to be away. Just sleep and I'll be here when you wake up."

Katie nodded into the blonde and let her body melt into the one she was pressed against. Slowly everything ebbed away. The fear, the anger and stress, simply everything. She listened to the rhythmic beating of Naomi's heart, focused on the way the blonde's chest lifted and fell with her breath. "M'kay," She whispered, giving up on a fight she knew she had no chance of winning in the first place.

Naomi listened to Katie's change of breathing and when she was sure that she was really asleep her right hand went to grab her phone from her jeans pocket. She ignored the countless texts, missed calls and voice mails. Formulated a SMS instead.

N: I'm back in London, please

pick Maik up tomorrow and give

him a lift back home. I don't want

to have to talk to him.

Effy's only concern was to know if Katie was all right. No Bullshit, no filter, straight to the bone.

N: Yes but I'm not leaving her.

Effy: I know you won't.

Naomi put her phone on silent, turned off the vibration and sighed contently when her body enveloped Katie's like it was made for it. Her eyes slowly closing.

xxxxx

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