Unlike Charlie, I had the BEST taxi driver this morning. So nice in fact that I had to email and tell the company what a lovely man they have working for them. Anyway, that'll make more sense when you read the chapter so with no further ado... enjoy! IJKS xxx

Chapter Eleven

"Oh my... when did it get so late?" Charlie wondered, glancing at the clock. "Or early? Which is it?"

It was nearly five in the morning and both girls were feeling a little worse for wear. Rubbing her eyes, Charlie attempted to get up. With her head swimming, she promptly landed back on the sofa with a giggle. Joey laughed too.

"Right," Charlie said decisively. "Phone. Need to call taxi."

She got up again and stumbled to her mobile on the table. After a few dodgy attempts, she got through.

"Hello!" she said too cheerfully. "I would like to book a cabby please."

"And where's that from?" the woman on the phone asked.

"From Joey's house!" Charlie said brightly.

Joey began to giggle on the sofa as Charlie began to debate with the woman at the taxi firm, just where Joey's house and Charlie's home were.

"I don't need a responsible adult!" Charlie said, offended. "I am a police officer!"

Joey laughed more as Charlie admitted that yes, she was very drunk. Offended, Charlie turned to Joey.

"They won't send a taxi," she said. "I'm too drunk!"

Joey snorted as Charlie hung up without saying goodbye and then flopped back on the sofa.

"They're so dumb!" she said. "I mean, taxi drivers are meant to know where everywhere is."

"They might have if you'd have given them an address," Joey pointed out.

Charlie looked set to protest and then remembered the conversation.

"Should I call back?" she asked.

"Sweetheart, I think they'll know it's you," Joey smirked.

Charlie pulled a face and decided to walk.

"Charlie!" Joey laughed. "You can't walk. It's too far. And it's five in the morning."

"Can I crash on your couch?" Charlie asked.

Joey shook her head.

"So, what am I meant to do?" she wondered, looking utterly helpless.

"I don't have any spare bedding so you'll just have to behave yourself and share with me," Joey decided.

Charlie's eyes lit up and she grinned.

"Behave yourself," Joey said a little more sternly.

Charlie nodded enthusiastically and they wobbled off to the bedroom together. Joey halted in the hallway, making Charlie crash into her.

"We should drink water," Joey decided, heading into the kitchen.

Angelo couldn't sleep. Sighing, he switched on the lamp and looked at the empty space in the bed beside him. He still couldn't believe what had happened. They'd only been back together for a month and Charlie had already dumped him. He was sure that was a record. And she'd punched him in the face. He'd ended up with a bloody nose and as he was leaving, he'd bumped into Ruby who was very curious about what had happened. Not wanting to talk about it, Angelo had left and sulked at home with several beers. He wondered what Charlie was doing now. Where had she gone? And how long would it take for her to come crawling back again?

Having drunk their water, Charlie and Joey headed into the bedroom. Bending over, Joey began to rummage around in a drawer for some spare pyjamas. Behind her, Charlie began to undress. Turning back round to face her and finding she was just in her underwear, Joey dropped the clothes she was holding and stared. Charlie leant forward and picked the clothes up. She turned around to unhook her bra and then began to put the nightclothes on.

"That's not behaving," Joey said, still staring at Charlie's back.

Charlie pulled the t-shirt over her head and turned back.

"Why, did you want me to turn around?" Charlie smirked.

Joey continued to stare. Gathering her senses, she took her own pyjamas from underneath her pillow, turned around and got changed. Charlie couldn't help but watch. Joey really was the most beautiful woman she'd ever seen.

"Which side should I...?" Charlie wondered, gesturing to the bed when Joey was dressed and turned back to her.

Joey pointed to the left as they looked at the bed and both women slipped beneath the sheets.

"Goodnight, Charlie," Joey said sleepily.

She lay facing away from her, dangerously close and then burst out laughing when Charlie enthusiastically spooned her.

"Charlie!" she protested.

"What? This is how I sleep!" Charlie insisted.

Joey looked behind her with a grin.

"Yeah," she said. "I remember."

Charlie retained hold of her, relishing the joy of being so close.

"Actually, it's not," Charlie admitted. "I was only ever a cuddly sleeper with you."

Joey smiled happily to herself and closed her eyes, deciding to let her ex-girlfriend sleep as intimately as she wanted. She hoped this would be the first of many times and that perhaps, eventually, they could make a go of things.