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                  “Thank you for an amazing date,” he said as I climbed into the car.
                  “You too,” I nodded a little shell shocked and bewildered. See, in my mind all I could do was think about all that had happened. My body responded to his embraces, but my brain just couldn’t get around the fact that, dare I say it, that I was falling for him.
     
    As we drove away my head began to catch up, this was too soon, way too soon. Kevin still had some sort of hold on my heart, or at least it was frozen, so how was it that I actually thought that Alec could be something more than an afternoon date? He certainly didn’t waste time in telling me how he felt after all and he kissed me. He said he liked me and he thought I was beautiful; Alec had told me more in two days than Kevin told me in the last three months we were together.
     
    I arrived back at the hotel and thanked the driver. I walked in a daze through the lobby and headed to my room. I kicked off my shoes and removed the pins from my hair allowing the sides to fall. It was already after five and although I knew it was ten at home, I had to talk to Saffron, she would tell me what to do.
                        “Oh my God, don’t you ever answer your mobile phone?” she demanded.
                  “Hello, Grace, how are you? Did you get there okay?” I rattled on.
                  “Sorry, but I have been going out of my ruddy mind here.”
                  “I am sorry for not phoning before, but with the time difference and that, I know you have to work, so I guessed calling you Friday night was better. Did I wake you?” I explained.
                  “No, I have just got back from Fargoes,” Fargoes was our Friday night hang out when we got together. “But you are alright?”
                  “Yes, actually it’s the best I have been for a long time.” I answered picturing her with her long blonde hair, straightened and possibly wearing something sexy, Saff liked to tease when she went out.
                  “And?”
                  “The hotel is amazing and the palm trees, the car drives like a dream and today I went right up to the Hollywood sign.”
                  “Wow, you are finding your way around.” She remarked.
                  “Actually, I had a tour guide.”
                  “Oooh, a local, tell me, is he hot, steaming? Does he have a body only fit for an Adonis?”
                  “I suppose, but he is not a local, he’s from London.” I replied.
                  “You have flown five thousand miles away and you meet a bloke from London, are you crazy? The whole point to a holiday fling is you leave them behind, so you can come home, forget about them and get back to normal. If he is from London, he might be able to find you when you get back.”
                  “I think I want him to,” I admitted. “Saff, I really like him and guess what, he likes me too.”
                  “Have you slept with him yet?”
                  “No, nothing like that. I’ve been here three days, we only had our first real date today,” I frowned.
                  “Have you kissed him?”
    “He kissed me,” I replied, “not snogging, just kissing,” I elaborated, Saffron liked details.
    “How long has it been since you last had sex?” she asked.
                  I could feel my face burn, “A while,” I admitted.
                  “I know how long it’s been and let’s face it, Kevin hardly hit the spot, did he?”
                  “You are not helping,” I frowned. “Can we change the subject?”
                  “Listen, there is no shame in never having an orgasm…”
                  “Saffron,” I squealed