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pressing firmly against the small of my back, his thighs resting against the back of my legs. There is no gap between our bodies. He has become my blanket, my warmth.
    ‘Now, open your eyes,’ Aiden whispers. His warm breath wafts past my ear and I can feel the pressure of his chest against my back. The fine wool of his suit feels cool and soft against my bare skin, but does little to conceal the contours of Aiden’s lean, muscled chest beneath it.
    Not wanting to lose this moment of oneness, my eyes slowly open to be greeted by a magical land of lights that stretch out forever around me, on all sides. The usually mundane street, traffic and building lights take on the appearance of an enchanted wonderland, and the cloudless sky twinkles with a million stars as though Heaven is reaching down towards us. If it weren’t for the pane of glass between the us and the sky, I may be able to reach out and brush a star with my fingertips.
    A feeling of peace washes over me like a cleansing waterfall, as I allow myself to be lost in the beauty and magic of everything around me. Floating amongst the stars is beautiful with the feel of Aiden’s body against mine, his heart beating at my back, his breath against my skin. If this moment never ended, if it lasted for eternity, it wouldn’t be long enough.
    ‘Oh Aiden! It’s so…so…incredibly beautiful. Look at it. Who would think that a smelly old city could be transformed into this…magical kingdom.’
    ‘Over there,’ he points to the left, our fingers still intertwined, ‘is your house, and a bit further over is your parent’s house.’ My eyes followed his fingers. ‘Down there is my office, and just over there is your school.’
    As beautiful as the view is, I can only see Aiden’s long fingers wrapped around my own. My hands moisten in his as my heart rate speeds up, but not out of fear this time.
    His voice is low, barely above a whisper. I tilt my head to the side slightly so that his breath touches skin of my neck. It tickles in a very pleasurable way and even though our fingers are still intertwined, mine are tingling with the need to touch him, to feel the warmth of his body underneath them.
    A small groan escapes me as a delicious shiver works its way up my spine.
    ‘And down there is my apartment where I intend to take you after this, so I can feel every part of your naked body pressed against mine,’ he says as his lips touch my exposed neck and shoulders.
    I inhale deeply, taking in the mixture of Aiden’s woody aftershave and his own scent. It’s intoxicating and leaves me feeling lightheaded. He smells delicious, and my desire to have him now is too overpowering to deny any longer. I spin around to face him.
    ‘Why wait until we get home?’ I say, and then reach up to take his lips with mine. It’s as though I could devour him on the spot, not caring whether or not people can see us.
    He lifts me up onto the railing as my hands work quickly to release him from his trousers and wrap my thighs around his hips. The heat between us has risen to the point that the cube has now fogged up, leaving only the promise of the lit wonderland on the outside as a dull reminder that other humans exist.
    Lost in time and in the world of Aiden’s body, of the pleasure of having him inside me reaffirms, without a doubt, that he is the only man I ever want to make love to again. No one else will ever lay a hand on my body. No one but him, ever.
    We continue to fog up the glass to the point the moisture is running down the length of each pane. Eventually, I groan and Aiden follows as his movements slow to a gradual stop. A long kiss, fuelled with the remains of needy passion, ends with my giggling.
    ‘Well, that’s one way to overcome your fear of heights,’ Aiden says with a quiet laugh.
    ‘You don’t think anyone saw us, do you?’
    He cups my face in his hands. ‘Who cares if they did?’ he says.
    Aiden helps me off the railing, then fixes his trousers and