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love you, I think we're a match made in heaven, I think we should go and pick out china patterns."
    "Sure, baby, and I'll get right on building that picket fence."
    "I think it's you that loves it, you that loves me. You want to see me cradling your cute little bubba." I say. And immediately I know that I've gone too far. My heart thumps painfully in my chest, wishing it were true. Why the fuck did I say that?
    Wriggler does some sort of acrobatic manoeuvre, I can feel it, really feel it, much more than I have felt before. I desperately want to put my hand to my belly and tell him what's just happened. Right, that's it. You're telling him. Maybe not right now, but you're telling him. Soon.
    "We'd have seriously good looking kids, you and I. Come on, let's go make one," he jokes, "come on..." he says, standing up and holding out a hand to me as I curl my body a little so I'm not lying flat out in front of him. I take his hand and he pulls me up off the sofa.
    He walks to the kitchen and flicks the kettle on and I look at him, confused. "So... you want to do it while we boil the kettle again?"
    He laughs out loud and walks towards me, "No, I want to show you something else first. After that, you can show me your ass and then make us some good looking babies." Oh god, please stop going on about babies.
    "Okay, I'm intrigued."
    He makes us both a steamy cup of tea and asks me to follow him as he carries the cups up the stairs to the door right next to mine. I open it for him, and he leads me inside. It's quite similar in layout to mine, only with different furnishings and... oh... a balcony.
    I walk straight over to it as he opens a drawer and pulls out a t-shirt.
    "Here," he says, "take your clothes off and put that on."
    "What? Why?" I ask, confused.
    "Just do it. You'll see." He turns to place the tea down on a unit and I whip my top off, throwing his t-shirt over my head in record time, before he can see me. I pull my trousers off and throw them on the nearby chair, so I'm left standing in the middle of the room, in his huge t-shirt and my ski socks.
    Luke gazes at me and slowly strolls towards me, a sexy smile and those delicious dimples adorning his gorgeous face. As he reaches me, he tugs on either side of the t-shirt and pulls me into his body. He's so huge next to me. I'm short with a really small frame, and he is built like a brick shit house and nearly a foot taller than me. I wonder if his body would be quite as amazing if he wasn't a personal trainer.
    "You have no idea how freakin' hot you are right now, baby. I want to fuck your god damn brains out."
    I laugh, I don't know why I don't expect these comments to come out of his mouth, but they always take me by surprise.
    "So, the thing you want to show me, is it your man-pole? Because if it is, I hate to break it to you, but I've kind of seen it already."
    He grins, "You are definitely the funniest chick I know. And I know a lot of chicks."
    "I'm sure you do. But I think we've established that we find each other super-funny, so what did you bring me here for?"
    He leans down and lays a lingering, soft, open-mouthed kiss on my lips. My eyes close, I'm almost hypnotised by these kisses of his, I've missed him so much.
    "Wake up," he says against my mouth, "I'm not finished with you." I grin and open my eyes as he releases me and quickly changes into some tracksuit bottoms and a sweatshirt, before sweeping the duvet off the bed. He tells me to sit and wait. He then opens the balcony door and disappears outside. A few moments later, he re-enters and collects the tea. What the hell is he doing?
    "Okay, Tilly, you can come out now." he calls and I make my way out to the covered balcony, shivering as I approach the door wearing nothing but the t-shirt. He's sitting in a huge, round, cushioned chair on the bedcovers. "Sit, baby," he says, patting his lap.
    I sit on his lap and bend my legs up to my chest, squashing Wriggler, and he wraps the duvet around us both before