Chapter Eight

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As we drove back to Seth's I couldn't take my eyes off him. It made me lightheaded thinking about all he'd done for me; all he was still willing to do. My heart swelled until it felt like it was going to burst out of my chest.

We got back to Seth's, and he headed straight through to the kitchen to make us a drink. He brewed us both coffee, and handed one to me, then we headed through to the living room. He placed his mug down on the table, and as I settled on the armchair I'd sat on earlier, he picked up his jacket and shoes, then opened the curtains. As the light filtered into the room, I looked around.

The sofa and seats were all black leather, and the walls were decorated in simple white, with large black and white pictures breaking up the starkness. All the other furniture was new, and made from shiny metal. A huge flat screen TV dominated the wall opposite the windows, and along the side opposite me was an impressive sound system, CDs neatly shelved around it, and a guitar tucked in the corner.

Seth disappeared momentarily, I assumed to put his jacket and shoes away, then returned and dropped down in the seat opposite me, so the room and coffee table separated us.

"This is a great place," I said, still gazing around the room. The view from the window showed the canal stretching out.

"Thanks. I rented it when I got the new job and moved up here from London."

"You moved from London?" I asked, taking a sip of my drink.

"Yeah, I'd been staying with a mate in the capital before that."

I continued gazing around the room, quietly drinking my coffee. After a few moments, I felt Seth's eyes on me. I turned to face him, and saw him smiling softly.

Unable to stop myself, I put my mug down, stood and crossed the room to him.

Seth put down his mug, and stared up at me. "I know I keep saying this, but thank you. Not only did you rescue me, take me to the police station and went through the hell of giving them a statement, but now you're helping me get home. I don't know what I can do to ever repay you."

"You don't need to repay me, Jade. I didn't do this to get some sort of reward. I did it because it's the right thing to do, and because I care about you."

I looked down into his face, gazing into his dark eyes. A small smile played on his lips, the hint of dimples showing in his cheeks. My heart fluttered.

I leaned forward and brushed my lips across his.

His body went stiff, and I instantly pulled away.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-" My words were lost as he stood up and crushed his lips against mine.

His hands slipped into my hair, and I felt my body sag against his chest. My heart pounded, and heat blazed through me. Layer by layer, everything else faded away.

He kissed me until we were breathless, his hands clinging to my body. Eventually, we were forced to stop. His lips trailed across mine, over my neck, to my collar bone.

I opened my eyes and offered a small smile.

Seth's own lips quirked up into a smile of his own. "Hey," he said softly.

"Hey." I rested my forehead against his.

His hands dropped down from my face, and he laced his fingers through mine. He sat back down on the seat, pulling me with him so that I was curled in his lap. My head rested against his chest, and he raised one of his hands to stroke my hair.

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