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smirking.
    “Sure he did. He was behind me in the queue to pay.”
    “You know that’s not what I meant!”
    I wink back at her.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    The Relaxation Stage aka Can I Lay By Your Side?
    The seriousness of our earlier conversation soon passed when we’d got our clothes back, all warm, dry and clean. It was a relief in a way, to stop myself doing the things I’d promised not to do: second guessing his every word and move, and wondering “what if?” The storm was still raging outside, although the rain had eased up slightly. After an appallingly long wait, we managed to find a taxi to get us to the city’s shopping mall so we could buy the things we needed. There’s a lot of fun to be had in the aisles of clothes shops, including an impromptu game of hide ‘n’ seek, much to the irritation of the already busy salespeople.
    I never said I was mature.
    “Logan, where are you?”
    I spun around in a circle, surrounded by racks of coats. A second ago he’d been beside me, pretending to help me choose a jacket to buy. I say “pretending” because he had that bored expression all guys have when women drag them shopping. But he tried. Briefly.
    “If I tell you, that’ll ruin the game!”
    He is loathsome.
    Part of me – the grown-up part – wanted to tell him to stop dicking around so we could pay, but the rest of me was giddy with glee at being so openly ridiculous in public with him. It was like the most childish form of foreplay. At least, that’s what it was in my head.
    “Logan, seriously,” I moaned, but it came out as more of a laugh.
    I took a few steps forward, peering over the clothing rails.
    “Nope. You’re getting colder.”
    His voice was fairly loud. How cold could I be?
    Turning, I walked back in the other direction, pacing towards the end of the aisle.
    “Ooh, that’s it, right there.”
    This time there was no disguising my laughter. “You sound like you’re starring in a porno.”
    “Nah, they’re much kinkier than that. Keep walking. You’re really close.”
    I covered my mouth with my hand, trying to contain my laughter and keep my butterflies in check. With him speaking that way, I was about ready to pounce on him, and I bit my lip, reminding myself to stay calm and not get carried away with these little flirtations.
    Oh, fuck off. I told my inner demon. Just chill and enjoy it!
    My feet steered me to the left, and Logan jumped out from behind yet another clothes rack, arms raised and his hands forming claws, causing me to stumble backwards with a scream that made several other shoppers jump and glare at me.
    I would have felt bad if I hadn’t been laughing so much at the expression of delight on Logan’s face from scaring me. His eyes and smile were wider than I’d ever seen them, and I wiped away tears of laughter, even though my heart was banging from the fright he’d given me. 
    “We need to get out of here before we get thrown out,” I said. “And FYI, I may need to buy a few extra pairs of knickers now!”
    “So does that lady over there.” Logan nodded in the direction of a woman who was still glaring at us, her hand over her chest as if we’d nearly caused her to have a heart attack.
    I mouthed “sorry” to her, trying to at least appear apologetic.
    Logan and I had tapped into each other’s inner child, and it made all the drama of our earlier rain-soaked run melt away. As we laughed like idiots on our way to pay for our things, Logan reached for my hand again, pulling me along. It was all part of the silliness, of course, but his touch shot tingles up my arm to my chest, where the tingles settled around my heart, nestling there and filling me with warmth.
    Isn’t that what everyone wants in a relationship? Not only someone to trust, to confide in, to talk to when times get rough, but someone you can be an absolute twat with, with no concerns they’re going to think you’re a weirdo? I never realised that