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Ging walked out of the room into the kitchen. Hail rapped his arms round Laila. She stood nervously as he kissed her neck, sucking it.

He pulled away. She stepped away to walk away, he grabbed her hand and turned her to face him. He rapped his arms round her she stared into his secretive eyes. ‘I love you Laila.’

‘Got a funny way of showing it.’

‘Me and you now a new beginning, a fresh start.’

He placed his lips on hers kissing her before she had a chance to reflect.

He kissed her harder until she returned his kiss, felling sick with anxiety.

He pulled away and loosed her taking her hand leading her over to the sofa.

They slouched down on it. He placed his arm round her holding her close her hand in his.

Ging walked back into the sitting area placing the coffee’s on the floor. ‘So you two sorted things?’ he asked sitting down

Hail smiled knowing that things were far from sorted.

‘Well at least there will be nowhere for you to run aye babe.’