Sorry guys it's kind of short and as a sorry to you I will post another chapter tomorrow as it's my day off :)

So I hope you can forgive me

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Chapter Five

The Kiss That Couldn't Be Forgotten

After Harry and Mark left for karate Hanna had decided to climb into the attic for a box of old photographs, which she had been thinking about over the past few days. She climbed the ladder into the attic and began to read the labels on each of the dusty boxes, eventually she found what it was she was looking for and bought the box down with her,

"Oh great," Hanna sighed as she attempted to dust off her tracksuit bottoms, without much luck she decided instead to take a shower and get changed before Aria arrived in the afternoon to catch up. She was just about to step into the shower when the doorbell rang.

Trust Aria to be early. She wrapped her bath towel around herself and headed downstairs, pulling the front door open she said,
"You're early."

Two things struck Caleb at once.

The first was that Hanna was stood before him in nothing but a towel. The second was déjà vu. And he was reminded of his first trip home to Hanna after visiting is mother in California, and so he replied,

"You're beautiful."

Hanna blushed, she was stood before Caleb in just a towel, but her blush wasn't for that reason. It was that when she was 16 and Caleb had greeted her in that way, it had filled her with butterflies, but now years later the butterflies came just the same as they had then.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

'I'm here to tell you that I still have feelings for you, and that I want you back,' he thought, but he chickened out.

"I'm here to take Harry to karate remember," he lied,

"I called you and said Mark was taking him," she told him. She hadn't because he would have remembered, remembered the sound of her sweet voice on the phone.

"Oh right, of course," Caleb replied,

"How stupid of me, I totally forgot."

"Besides your late," she added,

"Late?" Caleb asked,

"To pick up Harry, his karate class started 10 minutes ago," she told him.

"Right," he replied,

"I don't know what I was thinking."

Hanna knew something was up, he was acting strange.

"Are you okay?" She asked wrapping her arms around her naked shoulders,

"Me?" Caleb asked,

"Yes, why wouldn't I be okay?"

Hanna wasn't convinced,

"I've known you for 10 years, lived with you, married you and now raise a son with you. If I don't know you enough to know when you're not okay then I'd be a lousy wife," she told him.

'But that's just it,' he thought,

'You're not my wife, you're not even my girlfriend anymore, but you're the mother of my child and that's just not enough.'

Hanna was beginning to shiver in the doorway and realised that should the neighbours look out the window they would see her answering the door in just her towel.

"Caleb I'm freezing here so why don't you come in," she suggested though afterwards she didn't know why.

Go in? Into Mark's house?

He wasn't sure how he felt about that,

"Oh right sorry," he said and she stepped aside for him to walk in and he surprised himself when he did.

"Can I get you a coffee?" She asked,

"A tea actually," he replied,

"But you hate tea," she told him, he chuckled, she remembered.

"I can't sleep as it as the moment," he told her,

'Because of you,' he thought but instead he added,

"The coffee doesn't help," as he followed her into the kitchen.

So once Hanna had made them a tea and coffee they were sat together at the kitchen table, she was still in her towel which surprised Caleb as he thought she would at least put on a dressing gown, but her towelled body across from him did give him confidence to talk to her about kiss that couldn't be forgotten.

"I lied," Caleb told her,

"About what?" She asked surprised.

"I can't forget," he said,
"Forget what?" She asked.

Oh god, she'd already forgotten, clearly it had just been a stupid mistake for her.

Of course she hadn't really forgotten, but she was supposed to.

"The Kiss," Caleb told her,

"Oh," Hanna replied as though she had just remembered,

"Like you said it's forgotten," she told him.

"But that's just it," Caleb admitted,

"I can't forget."