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this was all about.
    “Patience my darling, patience.”
    After a few minutes of driving it started to become clear what he had planned as the Tower Bridge came into view again and my heart started to po und so loud in my chest I was sure that was why the cabbie leered at me in the rearview mirror.
    We found ourselves standing in the same place on the bridge we had been less than an hour ago, before we were so grossly interrupted, and this time he didn’t spare a second.
    He took my hand and pulled me close to him and he was oh so warm. His right hand found my face again, moving through my hair to the back of my neck as he pulled my face up into his and our lips collided. Just like that. No need for build-up this time because we both needed it so very badly.
    All of the events of that night came rushing back. The food, the booze, the dancing, the bridge, and I was hungry for him. I ran my fingers through his hair pulling him deeper into me, but it wasn’t enough. I could feel it in his kiss that he was feeling the same way I was and we lustfully made out on the bridge for what seemed like hours, but I’m sure it was only minutes.

 
    Chapter 6
     
    I woke up the next morning feeling renewed; like somehow I had been enhanced. I closed my eyes to try and picture all the moments of that night behind my eyelids. I wanted to hold onto every word, every touch, every kiss, and every single detail I could possibly grab onto. I smiled at the thought of his seductive lips on mine and I wished that I wasn’t waking up alone in that mammoth of a bed, but I was alone.
    We finished our evening the previous night with a kiss at the door and nothing more. I craved that I could’ve been brave enough to invite him in and to do what I knew we both wanted, but I just couldn’t. I wanted to know that this was something that could be somewhat real and that it wasn’t all about the conquer; and that was my biggest mistake… my downfall.
    I got out of bed to find Suzette and make sure she was still alive. Before her spectacle that night I don’t think I had seen anyone throw up that much in my life.
    Both of them were already awake and sitting on the dark yellow couch just staring out the giant window facing the river as they shared some breakfast. I spotted an extra tray sitting on the brown granite topped coffee table and motioned toward it looking to Adam for approval that it was for me. He nodded as he placed a strip of bacon into his mouth and slowly chewed. The two of them looked completely dazed, Adam sitting straight up and Suzette with her limp head lying in his lap as she nibbled on a piece of bread.
    I felt bad for Suzette, and I wasn’t really sure what was bugging Adam, but I wanted to have another amazing day so I tried to snap them out of their breakfast coma.
    “What’s on the agenda for today?” I asked to get things going.
    Suzette picked her head up and tossed the toast back onto a plate. “Well,” she began, her voice was hoarse, no doubt from all the vomiting. “I kind of want to go back to that bridge. I didn’t really get to enjoy it, and I kinda want to go to the top level and get some sweet pics.” My body tensed when she mentioned the bridge. I wanted to go back too, but I longed to go back in time with Simon.
    “Sounds good to me, then can we take a ride on that?” Adam pointed his finger out the window to the giant Ferris Wheel across the river. I had a thing about heights, and those two really tested my fear with their high bridges and giant wheels. But, the top of the London Eye would be quite romantic with Simon, assuming he would join me ; I thought to myself.
    “Sounds like a plan, a terrifying plan, but I’m down.” I tried to keep myself composed as I chewed on a piece of sausage, but I wanted to jump out of my skin and give Simon a call to invite him on our elevated evening. However, I didn’t want to seem too eager, I thought a text might be better.
    We spent the afternoon being lazy in