His mouth was on mine and our lips moved in perfect sync as if they had done for the last seven years. For a moment it felt like we had never been apart. The kiss was passionate, it was meaningful, but it was wrong.
"Harry, stop," I said as I pulled away.
I wanted to kiss him, I wanted to do more than kiss him, but I couldn't. I loved Gavin and I couldn't do that to him. I know what it feels like to be cheated on and I couldn't do that to Gavin, it wasn't fair.
Harry's hand touched my leg, I could of moved it away, I had every right to. But I didn't. I enjoyed his warm touch. His hands then parted my hair and touched the back of my neck. I threw my head back as his hands touched my pressure point. This is when Harry swooped in. His warm lips were on my neck and it felt nice and I did nothing to stop it. But something inside my head told me this was wrong, not because I was cheating on Gavin, but I was concerned that Amber was still in the room and could be seeing this. We were only sat at the bar, anyone could be watching us.
"We need to get out of here," I whispered in Harry's ear.
"Good idea," He smirked. "Where too?"
"Somewhere less public," I shrugged.
"What about your hotel, I'm sure you have some lovely hotel rooms," He smirked again, his hands still round my neck.
"Okay, let's go. But make sure no-one see's us," I said, looking around to see if anyone I recognised was in view.
'London View' was quite literally down the road from the venue of the party, and we were there in ten minutes. Firstly, because it was so close, and secondly the fact that both of us were practically running due to the lust and desire running through our veins.
"Hi Michael," I smiled, as I approached the front desk.
"Hi Katie, what can I do for you this evening?" Michael replied.
"This gentleman is here to write a review about the hotel and I know it's last minute but is the penthouse suit available, we really want him to have the full London View experience," I smiled.
"Of course, I will just check," Michael beamed, typing something into his computer in front of him.
"Ah yes, a couple just checked out of it a few hours ago, it is ready now." Michael said.
"Perfect," I grinned. "Also he will be needing room service in the morning, but I'm sure he will make the call,"
"Anything for our guests," Michael nodded.
"I'm just going to give him a quick tour of the grounds of the hotel, before showing him to his room, I'll see you on Monday Michael," I smiled.
"Ok bye, and I hope you enjoy your stay," Michael smiled at Harry.
"That was clever," Harry smiled as we both jogged up the stairs. "Penthouse suit,"
"Ultimate privacy," I smirked.
We carried on moving up the stairs at a fast pace, until we reached the penthouse suit. I didn't need a key card, I had a badge attacked to my keys which gave me access to every room in the hotel. I opened the door and as soon as we were inside, our lips were attached.
I jumped up, wrapping my legs around Harry's waist as we started moving towards the bed. He threw me playfully onto the bed, because he ripped off his blazer and leant over me and continued to kiss me. I started to undo the buttons of his shirt as he fiddled around for the zip at the back of my dress. I knew this was wrong, I knew this was so wrong, but my body was enjoying this too much to stop. I don't think I could physically stopped if I had wanted too. This is what I wanted, this is what I needed.
- - -
I woke up the next morning to the peaceful light coming in though the curtains. I rolled over to be faced with a mop of curly hair, which didn't belong to Gavin. The guilt hit me and I felt awful, I cannot believe I did this to my husband. I slide out of bed and quickly put on my clothes from the night before, my intention was to leave - just like a one night stand. But this was more than a one night stand, this was reminiscing what we once had, this was lust for the other person, this was love.
I'm not saying I'm in love with Harry, but I'm in love with what happened last night and I would do it again. And this was the reason that I slowly got undressed and slide back into bed.
"Morning," Harry mumbled as I pulled the covers back over me.
"Harry, I'd like you to know, that as much as I enjoyed last night, this was a one time thing and cannot ever happen again," I stated.
"I was just about to say the same thing," He mumbled into his pillow.
"Okay, this was just pure excitement and curiosity, we hadn't seen each other in seven years," I said.
"Exactly, it didn't actually mean anything, this was just our way of properly getting closure and saying goodbye," Harry sat up.
"Yes, exactly," I smiled. "Shall we order some room service?" I asked.
"Yes, we should," Harry nodded. "Do you know where the menu is?"
"Are you forgetting I'm the manger of this hotel, I made the menu," I smirked.
"Okay, well you order it," Harry replied.
"No they will recognise my voice downstairs and realise I'm in the penthouse suit, they all know I'm married, they all know Gavin," I said.
"Okay fine, you tell me what to order then," Harry said, picking up the phone
Ten minutes later and I was sat in a white hotel robe in the bath tub, as I didn't want to be spotted as they brought the room service in. I heard a knock and some voices and then the door shut again. I didn't come out straight away just in case one of my colleagues ran back in because they had forgotten the butter of something.
"You can come out now," Harry called.
I walked out to find a huge table of food and Harry sat shirtless at the other side of the table, I sat down opposite him and we started to eat.
"I think we should still be friends though," I said, continuing our conversation from earlier. "I mean now that I'm back in contact with the girls and everyone, I'm bound to see you around and I would like to be friends,"
"I'd like that too. And if anything, now we've got the whole hook up out of the way we don't need to worry about it happening again in the future," Harry added.
"Exactly, now we can both properly move on with our lives," I smiled.