Okay this is a bit of a shitty chapter, genuinely I've lost my way with words today!
Peter wandered towards Carla's flat. He'd been reflecting on the past week, how angry and resentful Simon was, and how upset he'd left Leanne. He realized though, he hadn't given much thought to Carla, and although she couldn't be his priority at the moment, he still needed to give her some time with him, seeing as she was the reason he'd made the decision to abort the wedding.
Carla smiled as her buzzer rang, she'd been waiting for Peter all day since bumping into him earlier.
She heard his footsteps ascending up the staircase, opening her door expectantly. He gave her a small smile as he saw her leaning seductively against her door.
'Hey..' he said cautiously.
'How are you?' she said, putting her feelings and obvious needs aside for a moment, sensing his hesitation.
'I'm.. bearing up' he said as she nodded.
'Well that's a start.. isn't it? How's Simon?' she asked.
'The same, but he's agreed to let me take him out on the weekend, spend some time with him, I'm hoping this will maybe help us build a few bridges' Peter said sitting down.
Carla gave him a reassuring smile. 'I'm sure it will Peter, Simon adores you.. I feel so guilty for doing this to him..' Carla said.
Peter sighed. 'It's not you're fault.. it's mine, I'm the one who had an affair, the one who made the decision to leave Leanne' Peter said.
'Yeah, but I was the reason weren't I?' Carla said as Peter chuckled.
'You could say that' he said, relaxing a little.
Carla sensed the slightly lighter mood and walked over to him, sitting on his lap and playfully putting her arms around his neck.
'Yeah I've missed you n'all' he said, following her lead and wrapping his arms around her waist.
She leaned in to rest her forehead against his; pausing for a moment before letting her lips touch his. He permitted her lips to linger on his for a moment before tilting his head a little and deepening the kiss, reminding himself of what she tasted like. The kiss became more needy, Carla's fingers holding passionately to Peter's neck, as her tongue desperately duelled with his. She pulled away, raising her head so Peter's lips could meet her neck, he sucked erotically on her exposed skin, pulling her body closer to his.
'Stay the night with me' she asked him, kissing his nose tenderly.
'I'm not sure that's a good idea Car, Dad will only ask questions..' Peter said.
'You're a grown man Peter, and I'm sure you can think of a good excuse, stayed with a mate.. isn't exactly a lie' she said, her breath hot against his skin.
'Well, you're bed is a lot more comfortable than Dad's couch..' Peter said.
'And you can have me, to yourself, all night long, doing whatever you want to me' Carla whispered teasingly into his ear.
'Whatever I want?' he responded with a cheeky wink.
'Absolutely anything.. providing you make it worth my while' she said biting her lip, her eyes falling down his body then back up to his.
'Doesn't sound like a bad deal then..' Peter said swallowing hard, his arousal growing by each minute as she ran a finger down his arm.
'No, it doesn't, does it?' Carla said, toying with buttons on Peter's shirt.
Peter put his hands over Carla's, stopping her a moment.
'Car, you know.. I'm sorry, I've been distant this last week.. and I know it's not easy for you either.. and I love you, you know that right?' he said, his mind flitting back to the past few months and how they'd grown from acquaintances, to friends to lovers.
'Oh Peter, I know and I understand.. and, I'm not letting you go, not now, not ever' Carla said pressing her lips to his and letting him carry her into the bedroom