All Summer Long
Chapter 4: Goodnight, Promises and Regrets.
Thanks for all the reviews once more! I really appreciate it and I'm glad you're enjoying it! I'm going on holiday later this week but I'll try and upload another chapter before I go. Typically I'll be away for Sam's last episode of TB! :(
This chapter is for CassidyTVnut because in her review she said she'd go insane if I didn't update soon.
If you squint (Beccy!) there's some Smixon in here somewhere! :p
Some mature content in this chapter, nothing too graphic but young eyes be warned!
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"We're going to be late for dinner," Andrea managed to say through hitched breathing. She had been trying to decide what to wear when Neil had pushed all coherent thought of her mind with his kisses.
"I'm sure they do room service." Neil replied, pushing Andrea back so her legs connected with the bed and she fell back against the soft mattress.
"True." She replied, moaning at arching as Neil nipped at the sensitive skin of her neck with his teeth. "God, Neil." She moaned as he kissed down her body, undoing the waistband of the robe that was knotted at the waist. She sighed and gave herself over to him completely, thinking that if this was just the beginning of their holiday, these could be the two best weeks of her life.
"Can I ask you something?" Kerry began, deciding to test her newly formed friendship with Sam. She said, giving up the search for the shoes that match the white dress she had spread out on the bed.
"Go ahead," Sam replied, attaching earrings that matched the dress she was wearing and brought out the colour of her eyes.
"Do you think I'd be making a mistake in dating Smithy?"
Sam was a little surprised at the question seeing as of five minutes ago she probably wouldn't have considered them friends. She was glad that Kerry thought she could trust her though.
"Has he asked you out?" She asked.
Kerry made a face. "Not exactly, but he's shown he's interested. I'm just scared, after what happened with Cameron I don't want to get hurt again."
"That's okay, Kerry." Sam said, suddenly thinking of the situation with her and Phil but pushed it aside. "But Smithy is a good guy, easy on the eye and I don't think he'd hurt you." She said honestly.
"Thanks, Sam." Kerry smiled.
"Are you having a good time?" Zain asked, looking across at his girlfriend, she seemed quiet than her usual self. He assumed it was because she only really knew him and Smithy. Now he wasn't so sure.
Kayla looked up, grey eyes reflecting the candlelight. "I'm having a lovely time, thanks for inviting me Zain."
He smiled across at her, taking her hand. Being with her was doing wonders, soothing the hurt he had experienced when he had placed his heart in Kristen Shaw's hands. Kayla was the complete opposite, and after being in an abusive relationship, the two of them were helping each other through.
"Where were Andrea and Neil at dinner?" Kerry asked as she sipped at a glass of white wine.
Honey's eyes sparkled. "Oh, come on Kerry, you know where they were...or at least what they were doing."
"Lucky Andrea!" Kerry giggled. "I'm so jealous, and so overdue in the sex department."
"Me too darlin', me too." Honey replied, both of them beginning to feel the effects of their drinks. "Maybe we'll meet some hotties and have a holiday romance." She said wistfully as they finished their drinks and headed to the club.
"There are on me." Honey said, heading straight for the bar and ordering two martinis. They sat at a table and drank, watching the other couples. They caught sight of Libby and Stuart, and Kayla and Zain dancing together and both felt a rush of jealousy.
"They're so lucky," Kerry drunkenly lamented again.
"Hey, look, Dan and Smithy are heading over!" Honey waved them over.
Smithy and Dan exchanged a glance before asking the girls to dance. Kerry had a good feeling about tonight but wondered if she would feel the same way in the cold light of morning.
"Let me get that." Phil said, seeing Sam get out her purse to pay for her drink.
"Thanks Phil," Sam smiled, "But there's no need..."
"I insist," He said, handing the money to the bartender.
"Thanks." She said again, feeling around for the stool before her legs gave out. It had been a long time since she had drunk so much in one go.
"Drinking alone?" He asked, sitting beside her.
"Yeah, Nikki and Jo headed up to bed a little while ago. Not together, of course..." She giggled.
Phil was surprised at this side of Sam, wondering whether, if her life had turned out differently, she would have been more like this. He had to be careful not to take advantage of her tonight, Sam was vulnerable and one false move could leave her hating him. Again.
When Nikki returned to her room she was glad to find that Diane had not yet returned, hopefully she would be asleep before the younger woman returned. She was probably still out with Callum, she thought bitterly, wondering why this bothered her so much. She slipped out of her cotton dress and put her pyjamas on, getting into bed and thinking about how different it was here to London. It was just the place on the temperature, the people she thought she knew were different to.
"I'm Kayla," The tall blonde introduced herself while Zain and Stuart went to the bar to get another round of drinks.
"Libby." She replied. "This is a little bit awkward, isn't it?"
Kayla nodded. "A little, yeah. At least we've got the guys." She said, looking over to the bar where they were waiting to be served.
"Having fun?" Stuart asked, handing Libby her drink and smiling at Kayla.
Both girls nodded. "Your friends seem nice." Libby smiled. Both men smiled too, pleased that their girlfriends were fitting in well.
Millie Brown was frustrated by the time she reached her room. She was the only girl lucky enough to be assigned her own room. Right now she didn't feel particularly lucky though. Locking the door after her, she tore off the low cut black dress she had been wearing and kicked off her killer high heels. It had all been for nothing, because although the guys paid her tons of attention, they weren't who she was trying to impress. It seemed no matter whatever did she, Jo would be oblivious to her.
"Thanks for the drink," Sam slurred drunkenly, holding onto Phil's arm for support as they made their way along the darkened corridor to her room.
"No problem," Phil replied, as they came to a stop outside her door. "Well, goodnight. I guess I'll be seeing you tomorrow." He smiled.
"Goodnight, Phil." She smiled, before leaning up and pressing her lips against his in a delicate kiss. She laughed softly; happily and looked away before darting inside her room and leaning against the door. She waited until she was sure that Phil would have returned to the bar or his own room, before going next door to Jo's room.
"Are you alright?" Jo asked, going back to bed after letting Sam in.
"I think so." Sam said, sitting on Honey's empty bed and taking off her sandals. "I just kissed Phil though..." She looked away and rubbed her aching feet while she waited for Jo's response.
"Really?" Jo sat up in bed when she heard this. "Wow, finally Sam!"
Sam took a bottle of cold water from the mini bar and sipped, feeling herself sober up a little. "He was drunk too though," Sam admitted. "He'll probably have forgotten all about it by the morning."
Jo smiled conspiratorially. "Oh, he won't, believe me."
"Well, we certainly missed dinner." Andrea said, leaning across to look at the alarm clock on Neil's bedside table.
"It was worth it," Neil replied. "I wonder what they're saying about us now..."
Andrea grinned, she was pleased that Neil wanted to be open about them being together, she just wished that he would have told Philippa first.
"I don't think I care," She said, kissing him. "I love you Neil, and I want to be with you without sneaking around and keeping secrets." She hoped he knew what she was getting at.
"We will be together they way you want, I promise. I love you too." He fell into an easy sleep with the woman he loved in his arms but sleep didn't come so easily for Andrea. She laid awake for hours listening to him breathe and wondering if this was a promise he'd be able to keep.
They barely made it to his room, fumbling through darkened corridors and almost unable to contain their desire as he found the key and let them inside. They stumbled over the threshold, falling down onto the empty bed, grateful that the room's other occupant was still out. She landed on top of his strong body, her blonde hair coming loose from her bun and tendrils framing her face. They kissed, his hands ghosting over her curves to support her waist as he flipped them over so that he was on top. He kissed her lips again, the hollow of her throat and across the top of her cleavage. He zipped her dress, pulling it away from her body as she reached for the hem of his t-shirt. There was time to back out but neither of them wanted it, not now anyway. They removed the rest of their clothes and he sunk into her, making rational thought impossible. She clawed at his upper arms and his back, losing herself in the moment because now about them and they could leave their regrets until the morning.
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