Y/N POV :

i was doing my make up getting ready to go out with thomas for this drink till i heard the door “who is it?” i ask

“the man of your dreams love” i hear thomas say on the other side of my door so i go and open it

“your not the man of my dreams thomas” i tell him getting my bag and heading out the door

“really? well your the woman of mine” he says hugging me from behind

“so you keep saying” i sigh getting his hands away from me before turning to face him “now look here sangster, this is one drink, it is not a date, i am not your girlfriend, if you hold my hand i will slap you, as well as arm around me or grab anywhere intimate , and if you dare suggest sex i swear to god i will kick you in the nuts so hard tomorrow you wont walk” i tell him sternly

“ok ok ok, relax,…..what if you suggest sex?” he asks as we walk

“very unlikely” i respond

“but not impossible” he answers

“then theres protection in the red box by my bed” i answer briefly as the elevator door closes

“why does that sound like you’ve prepared for that eventuality” he smirks

“im prepared for everything” i answer soullessly

“fine love how ever you want to put it” be smirks as the elevator opens and we head off to the bar we sat there for what seemed like forever and it was nice to sit and chat like this till a little way into the night he slowly slides his hand across the table his fingers just touching mine so i too edge a little closer and within seconds he takes my hand lightly playing with my fingers as the night went on he got closer to me till he was directly beside me without a inch between us and his hand holding mine and his other hand on my tight lightly tapping “lets get out of here?” he suggests so i nod and grip his hand tighter as we get up and go back to the hotel …