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'Let me just go make my bed' Carla said, pulling her lips away from Peter's softly as they entered her flat.
'And why would you want to do that.. when we're only going to make it messy again' Peter smirked, his eyes sparkling with a cheeky glimmer.
Carla pursed her lips seductively, 'Mm, you reckon so do you Mr?' she asked as he chuckled, leaning in once more to kiss her.
'I know so' he said, his hands running expectantly up the back of her top.
'I love.. you.. so.. much' Carla said in a breathy whisper, as they seemed unable to break their kiss for longer than a second.
Peter pulled her closer, deepening their kiss, his lust for her uncontainable.
'I love you more' he said as she smiled, her lips swollen from their kiss and her eyes glowing.
'Let's go next door' she said, her cheeks reddening a little in anticipation.
'Why do it there when we can do it right here?' Peter said, his lips forming a smug smirk.
'Here.. what.. right here?' Carla said, breaking away from Peter for just a moment, hoisting herself up onto the kitchen counter she'd been leaning against.
Their eyes met and Peter smiled at her, struggling to contain his obvious arousal for her.
'You really are one of a kind Carla Connor' Peter said, his voice growing low and husky as he allowed his eyes to devour her beauty.
She let out her infamous dirty giggle, pulling him forcefully towards her by his collar and gazing into his eyes.
'Show me how much you love me then' she said, her voice undeniably demanding.
Peter swallowed, sometimes, he just couldn't take how god damn sexy she was.
'Yes captain' he said, slowing mock saluting her as his eyes fell descended down her body.
Carla's head shot up, her breath laboured, her skin dewy as she leaned back on the counter, her chest rising and falling heavily.
Peter's hands gripped her thighs as he watched her come down from her electric high.
'That was amazing' she said, panting a little, her hair falling over her shoulder.
'Tell you what, this beats the bed' Peter said as she chuckled, sliding off the counter.
'I'm too hot' she said as he smirked, watching her naked body as she went to open the doubled doors of her balcony.
'Now if that isn't confidence, I don't know what is' Peter said as Carla stood, leaning against the door, looking out at the night sky for the entire world to see.
'Come here' she said as he chuckled and wrapped his arms around her from behind.
'A view like that, almost makes me want to move in with you' Peter said as she leaned her head back against his shoulder.
'You should' Carla said hopefully.
'I've got a little man who wouldn't be best pleased' Peter said as Carla chuckled.
'Mm, a little man who's going to hate my guts' she said as Peter sighed.
'I think you should get to know him, in fact, the sooner the better' he said as Carla pondered.
'I don't know Peter' she said.
'How about you pop round to mine tomorrow, say you're coming to see how I am, he'll be none the wiser and it'll give you both a chance to get to know each other a bit better' Peter said.
'I could do.. I suppose, I'll see' Carla said.
'That means no, tell me you're coming' Peter said as Carla groaned.
'I'll make it worth your while..' Peter said as he felt Carla relax a little.
'Well when you put it like that…' she said.
'Oh hey, Carla, come in' Peter said, giving her a smile that said it all.
'Hi.. Peter, I thought I'd pop by, see how you were doing..' she said, trying her best to keep it as friendly and as least suggestive as possible. That kid knew far more than he should, she didn't doubt he'd be the first to pick up on any chemistry between the pair.
'We're alright, aren't we pal' Peter said ruffling Simon's hair gently.
'Suppose' Simon said, still missing Leanne.
'Oh well. that's good.. aye, I brought you some cakes from the cafe' she grinned, trying her best to appease Simon.
'What kind?' Simon asked, looking up.
'Oh well there's a custard slice, and a chocolatey one and an eclair' Carla said handing him the box to see for himself.
'Can I have the eclair?' Simon asked, looking at Peter.
'Don't ask me' Peter shrugged.
'Course you can, they're for you' she said as Peter gave her a reassuring smile.
'Do you want a brew Carla?' Peter asked her.
'Yeah, that'd be nice, thanks' she said putting her bag down as Simon looked at her.
'So.. how was school Simon?' Carla asked, unsure of what else to say.
'It was okay, we're learning about the Romans' Simon stated as Carla tried to give him an encouraging grin.
'Oh.. wow, is it interesting?' Carla asked him.
'A bit. Didn't you study it?' he asked her with a frown.
'Oh.. probably, but that were a long time ago you see' she said.
'You don't look old' Simon said as Peter laughed as he brought the tea over for him and Carla.
'Why thank you Simon, I'll take that as compliment' Carla said as Peter winked at her.
'Dad can I play my x-box now?' Simon asked, turning to his father.
'Yeah, go on then' Peter said, tilting his head towards the kitchenette, gesturing for Carla to join him.
'That went well' he said quietly as she looked at him awkwardly.
'Did it? Looked to me like he wanted to end that conversation pronto..' she said as Peter chuckled.
'He's a kid, he just got bored, no, I think he likes you' Peter said.
'I'll just keep buying him eclairs and cakes then, if that'll keep him sweet' Carla said as Peter took her hand, away from the prying eyes of Simon.
'Just be yourself and it'll be okay' Peter said softly.