she blushed and stroked her hair away from her face again.
"Amber," she replied firmly and he fell in love straight away.
***
" Wakey wakey!" Amber mumbled, and stroked her fingers across his cheek, awakening him to his surroundings.
He smiled at her and sat at the foot of the bed. "Sorry," he replied and stood back up. "I know I need to get ready, but I was thinking of when we first met."
She laughed loudly and shrugged on some jeans that were lying across the floor. "Yeah, Lucy was a mess!" she replied tying her hair into a messy bun on the crown of her head. She pulled on his hand and kissed the ring she bought him as a farewell present. "Remember me," she whispered against his hand and stood up straight, her hands firmly placed on her hips. "Now, time for you to get ready mister!" she demanded and slapped his firm arse and he growled in response.
“You make it sound like you want me to leave,” he spoke back, playing hurt. He looked at her, her face drawn and worried that she had said something wrong. He leaned out, hooking an index finger around one of the belt loops on her jeans and pulled her towards him, forcing her to stand between his opened legs. He placed his fingers on the rim of the waistband of her jeans and looked down at her, “Right, if I promise to ring you when I get to London, are you going to promise to not be a blubbering mess?”
“I’m not making that a promise,” Amber told him back, her eyebrows furrowing together as she tried to keep her emotions in check. “I mean, when you call, it’ll be a new turn in your life. You’ll be in a huge city, everything will be changing.”
“Everything except my love for you, Amber,” he told her back fiercely. “I know it’s going to take some adjusting, but please baby. Have faith in me. We can make this work. I’ve been down there on business before.”
“Yeah for a week,” she pouted at him, “Not twenty weeks.”
“They’ll fly by,” he said as he pushed her back a little so he could stand up. “Before you know it, I’ll be back, and we have weekends to see one another. I have your birthday in a few weeks, I am not missing that.”
“I expect a big gift,” she teased him and giggled. “Now what time’s your train again?”
He looked over his shoulder at the bedside clock and sighed, “Just under the hour so I really need to get going.”
Sighing in resignation, Amber took a step away and quickly lost his shirt to put on her own clothes as Connor left her to get himself dressed. She then followed his footsteps out of the main bedroom, along the hallway and down the stairs. She found him already placing his fresh suit on, his suitcase by the door. As he walked up the hallway towards her, she approached him, deliberately stopping him midstride so she could help fix his tie. This was the last time she was going to have with him for God knows how long, she wanted to make sure she had as much contact with him as humanly possible.
“Perfect,” she whispered as she flattened the tie down and gave him a respectable once over. Damn, she had been lucky he had fallen for her and not Lucy that night.
Chapter Two
"C'mon Amber, he's been gone 4 days, get up!" Ethan's masculine voice filled her ears, but she covered her head with the closest pillow to stifle his voice. "Get up!" he shouted and pulled the covers away from her feet at the foot of the bed.
"Ethan, please kindly fuck off," she muttered and threw the pillow at him. He dodged it, and couldn’t help but stare at the beautiful woman before him. He looked away embarrassed when she jumped out of bed in just a shirt and underwear.
"What?" Amber asked, her arms spread wide, a questioning look on her face.
"Nothing," Ethan said as he imagined all the things he could do to her delectable body. He watched her roll her eyes at him and then sighed, she then began to storm past him, heading for the bathroom door, taking one last glare at him before slamming the