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"Well Mark" said Vanessa. "Why dont you come over ...everyone is out this weekend"

Mark blushed to the core. Her voice of course, left him reeling as always, but now she was asking him to come to her...

How could he resist? "Well, I'll leave the front door open..." she said as she hung up.

He threw the phone into the seat beside him, and started the car.. not far to go he thought, only up the hill.

As he drove, his mind was full of thoughts of Vanessa. She was alone this weekend, he couldn't believe it.

He raced to her house, and pulled up outside. 3 am, all was quiet, no one around, a stillness, a warm summer evening, just perfect.

His breath caught in his throat, and his heart was racing as he got out of the car.

Was she even there? The thought crossed his mind that she was simply teasing him, and was fast asleep curled up in bed

But the front door, it didn't look completely closed....

He walked over to the door, and pushed it gently, it opened...and he stepped inside.

He could hear the sound of water coming from upstairs...

He quickly realised that Vanessa must be in the shower. She was always so fresh and clean, he thought to himself.

He decided that he would sit on the couch and wait for her to finish, so he busied himself with looking relaxed .

But Vanessa didn't show. Not for a long time. And still the shower was running. 10 minutes....15

Mark decided that he should at least check on her, to see if she was ok.

He walked up the stairs slowly, making a little noise so as not to startle her.

Vanessa hung up the phone. Her heart pounding. Had she really asked him to come over? What was she thinking?

She calmed herself and walked downstairs. Surely he wouldn't come, not this late at night.

Deep down though she knew he might.

After half an hour or so, and with no call or message from him, she decided to maybe get ready for bed.

He wasnt coming she thought to herself.

As she slipped out of her robe, and into the shower, she heard the unmistakable sound of a car pulling up outside....her heart raced, as she turned on the shower.

She waited a little, and heard the door open, and the sound of someone on the couch.

She carried on showering....nervous....wanting to finish her shower, but too scared to get out.

Mark got to the top of the stairs and stopped. The door to the bathroom was firmly shut. Was it locked?

He was aching to see her, and so he curled his fingers around the handle and pushed it open a few inches.

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