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the rooms, which could be completed in a week or so, providing we made sure we had enough men on the job.  
         By 3pm I’m completely exhausted but thoroughly exhilarated – I feel such a sense of achievement, like I’ve made a real difference and for the first time in several hours I haven’t thought about the accident - best decision EVER to come back to work. I’m beginning to feel like me again, slowly but surely.  
         But I miss Seb. He’d left for Paris Saturday morning and whilst the space has been good for us, healthy for some evaluation time, after one night I want him back, back in my home, which no longer feels home without him there. He’d been in touch everyday and Facetime’d Finn but the wall that I’d unintentionally built between us was so high I fear I’ll not be able to climb over it and back to where we’d been before I’d found out about the unexpected pregnancy.
         I need him. I want him. I literally ache for him and I’m ready to be intimate again, in fact crave that, yet Sebastian has not displayed the same desire for me the past week or so, since we’d seen Mr. Porter my gynaecologist and that has made me question where we are at. I’m determined that this accident won’t take anything else from me. It took my baby but it won’t take my relationship. It’s time for me to pull out a grand gesture and show him I’m all in, that this is everything to me, he is everything to me. He’s been the model boyfriend and given me space, perhaps too much and now I need to prove to him that I’m invested and that Lucia is still a sexy, wanton and virile woman. Can I do this?
    I send him a text in that moment, keen to keep some connection going between us that has a sexual vibe. I’m blushing as I type, delete, pause, re-type, delete, then settle on my final words. God I’m rusty and its only been a few weeks since we’ve made love, but somehow I find it so much easier to send him a text rather than deal with things face to face and I’m glad of his distance.  
    Hitting send my stomach flutters as I swallow wondering when he’ll respond.  

    I miss u. Ur sexy face, ur hands over my body.  
    Ur mouth x
    I try not to look at my phone, instead focusing on my emails, the words black and white and clear yet my mind is filled with memories of his tongue parting me, swirling my clit, his hands on my thighs, his dirty words ands bedroom eyes. For fucks-sake I can’t think clearly, I’m a wanton mess. My phone buzzes next to me and I jump and hesitate on opening the message, I can see the first few words and my heart beats fast. This is what I needed - we needed. I feel all warm in my lady bits, as his words compute.

    Ms. Myers I’ve been hard for weeks - painfully so.  
    I 2 miss ur mouth, as does my cock.
    Good 2 have u back.  
    If u feel ur ready - I can give u the full Silver service.  
    But only if ur ready x

    Only Silver - what happened to platinum?x

    Baby, I’m platinum thru and thru, hard, durable, rare, will last 4ever & worth so much more. Didn’t u know platinum was once known as ‘Bastards Silver’.
    Says is all. xx  

    “You alright, Lucia?” Jackie calls across to me from her reception position. “You look awfully flushed.”
    “I’m fine, thanks. Couldn’t be better.”
    “Oh, Ok. I’ll go get our lunch orders now, yeah?”
    “That sounds great, thanks Jacks.” I nod absentmindedly, although I’m suddenly not hungry for anything but hot dirty sex with the man that I love. Why was he is in another bloody country? This called for drastic action.

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    I’m finalising a rushed mood board for the site manager at The Gilded Fox, with cool slate greys, chalky whites and metallic coppers, reminiscent of the fabulous bathroom at The Presidential Villa in The Maldives, something I’m really happy with, and already approved by Carolyn Walters when Jackie nervously informs me that a Detective Murray is in reception to see me, her