Thanks for the lovely reviews, as ever. The morning after the night before ….

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Chapter 4

The following morning Faye slipped out of her room and pulled the door to behind her, doing her best to make as little noise as possible. Jason's jacket was still slung over the back of the sofa when she returned home the previous evening, so it was pretty obvious where he'd spent the night. She might've guessed Lorraine would turn out to be a complete pushover, it was obvious she was still crazy about him even after everything that had transpired between them. Shaking her head in mock despair, she took a couple of steps in the direction of the kitchen diner and then stopped dead in her tracks, her hand flying to her mouth in an attempt to cover the giggle bubbling up in her throat.

Jason stood by the breakfast bar with his back to her, whistling under his breath while he waited for the kettle to boil. He was currently sporting Lorraine's favourite short silk kimono, the fabric straining over shoulders that were way too broad for it as he spooned coffee into two mugs. She paused in the doorway, grinning to herself. She was really going to enjoy this.

"Well, good morning, Mr Grant."

He spun around with a ready smile on his face and she wasn't entirely sure whether to be relieved or disappointed when she caught a glimpse of the black boxer briefs covering his modesty.

"And a very good morning to you too. Sleep well?"

"Yes, thank you."

She looked him slowly up and down, taking in the impressive 'V' of smooth chest exposed by the loosely tied robe and those long, long legs.

"Pink, huh? Suits you …"

His grin widened. Surprisingly, he didn't appear even remotely embarrassed at his current choice of attire.

"You'll have to forgive me, I wasn't really expecting company. Coffee?"

She shook her head.

"More of a tea drinker, actually. Besides which, if I were you I'd pass that over to Lorraine without delay. She's a nightmare until she's ingested some caffeine, as I'm sure you know."

"Tell me about it!"

He snorted and set off in the direction of the bedroom but as he passed her in the doorway he paused, leaning down to peck her on the cheek.

"Thanks, Faye. For everything."

God, he smelled good. After he'd gone she closed her eyes, the scent of cologne and sexy alpha male still lingering in her nostrils.

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"Oh … my… God. Tell me you didn't actually go out there wearing that!"

"Yup. And had a pleasant chat with Faye while the kettle boiled."

Lorraine rolled her eyes as he placed the mugs on the bedside table and flopped down next to her.

"You really have no shame, do you?"

He flashed her a grin, waggling his eyebrows.

"Not much. And aren't you glad, Dirty Girl? Anyway, just time for a quick coffee and then I must get going. Things to do, people to see."

She bit her lip, looking up at him seductively from under long lashes as she deftly undid the kimono.

"Don't want coffee though, Jase. Want you."

Sitting up in bed, she pushed the silly fabric back off his shoulders, watching his eyes darken as the sheet slid down revealing her naked breasts. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Well, I 'spose I could spare a few more minutes …"

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Faye looked up from her pile of paperwork as Jason emerged fully clothed from the bedroom, closely followed by Lorraine in a T-shirt and jogging bottoms. He raised one teasing eyebrow, indicating his faded jeans and pale blue shirt.

"Better?"

She smirked, looking him up and down.

"Hmmm. I dunno, I thought you were quite fetching in pink."

Lorraine rolled her eyes.

"Don't encourage him. Please!"

He grinned, pausing on the threshold to enfold Lorraine in his arms, nibbling her neck before kissing her full on the mouth. Lorraine moaned, deepening the kiss as she threaded her fingers through his hair, and Faye made appropriate gagging noises, pretending to stick two fingers down her throat.

"For God's sake get a room, you two. Oh hang on – you already did …"

Jason chuckled, blowing her a kiss before taking his leave.

"Catch you both later, ladies."

After the door slammed behind him, Lorraine leaned back against the wall and hugged herself, a contented sigh escaping her lips. Faye gave up any pretence of work, dropping her pen to the table and crossing her arms.

"So … ?"

"So. What?"

Lorraine smiled enigmatically and Faye rolled her eyes.

"You know very well what. Spill, madam!"

Her friend sniffed and pursed her lips.

"Already told you, I don't kiss and tell."

Faye smirked at her.

"You don't need to, seeing as I overheard most of it."

Lorraine blushed, her hands going to her cheeks.

"Please tell me you didn't …"

Faye decided to torture her a bit more, mimicking Lorraine's breathy tones.

"Jase! Mmmm, just there … harder … oh God, yes …"

Lorraine sank down onto the sofa and buried her head in a cushion, rocking back and forth in mortification.

"Please, stop!"

Faye sniggered.

"Nah, don't remember hearing much of that."

Lorraine dropped the cushion and stared at her through narrowed eyes.

"You're making all this up, aren't you? Cow bag…"

Faye grinned.

"Yeah, well … you deserve it, you tart. Please tell me you at least made him suffer a bit first!"

Lorraine pouted, crossing her arms defensively.

"Of course I did, I'm not stupid. He grovelled profusely, apologised unreservedly and then asked me out on an expensive date. Which I refused, incidentally."

"Uh huh." Faye nodded sagely. "Would that be before or after your knickers mysteriously fell to the floor? Well, that definitely taught him a lesson. You go, girl!"

Lorraine opened he mouth to retort but nothing came out, and Faye burst out laughing.

"If you could only see your face now, Hon. It's a picture!"

Lorraine shook her head in defeat, giggling despite herself.

"Yeah, well – who had a night of torrid passion with a sex god and who didn't? You just ask yourself that!"

Faye sighed heavily.

"Alright, no need to rub it in. As the actress said to the bishop!"

They grinned at one another and then both fell silent for a moment. Faye cleared her throat and spoke first.

"As long as he knows my original threat still stands. If he messes you about again I will cut his balls off and wear 'em as earrings …"

Lorraine's eyes widened in surprise.

"You actually said that?!"

"I most certainly did, love. Hope he knows I meant every word too."

Lorraine chuckled, standing up in order to high five her best friend.

"No wonder he likes you …"

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All plain sailing and calm waters at present, it seems. But where would be the fun in that? *grins* …