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then I’ll make us a coffee and prepare a shopping list.” I turn and begin to busy myself. I am aware he has not moved so I turn to face him again. “Something wrong?”
     
    “Shopping list?” He growls low in his throat. “We’re grabbing a few supplies, not doing the weekly shop!” And with that, he strides out of the kitchen.
     
    Before I can stop myself or rational thought, I stomp after him. “Being your girlfriend is sooo much fun! Bring on the next couple of weeks!”
     
    ***
     
     
     
     
     
    Kane leans his head against the chill of the tiles in the shower enclosure. He breathes in deeply, releasing each breath slowly. He deserved her retort. He didn’t mean to snap at her. But something in her very presence make his thought processes cloudy…. and his cock as hard as nails ….and he knows he must remain focussed.
     
    He quickly dries himself, choosing to dress in his familiar combats and t-shirt, mentally preparing himself for her scowl or maybe even total silence.
     
    He enters the kitchen and finds her seated at the breakfast bar nursing a cup of black coffee. She looks utterly cock teasingly beautiful, even with a scowl.
     
    “So, have you done a list?” He offers a smirk and a gentle shrug of the shoulders.
     
    “No. It wasn’t on the list of rules. I’ll remember not to think for myself while I’m here.” I tilt my chin, matching his smirk.
     
    “Okay, okay.” Kane throws his hands in the air in mock surrender. “Let’s just try to get along?”
     
    I shrug my response. I know I’m being petulant but something about being in his presence make my thought processes cloudy….. and my sex pulsing out of control….
     
    A few minutes later, and once Kane has surveyed the exterior and is satisfied we are secure, we leave the house and climb into his Brabus. As we pull slowly down the driveway, we are flagged down by the neighbour to our immediate right. I hear Kane curse quietly under his breath. Before lowering the window to acknowledge her presence, he throws me a warning look. I quickly nod my understanding.
     
    “Kane! We thought we heard you arrive last night. It’s been so long since you were here last. It must be over six months. Oh, and you have a visitor?” A woman, perhaps mid fifties, waves a greeting in my direction.
     
    Kane quickly puts a hand on my knee, pat ting it lightly, before responding. “Ah, Jean, you never miss a trick. This is my girlfriend. Sky, meet Jean, an old friend of the family.”
     
    “Hi Jean, pleased to meet you. What a lovely part of Cornwall you live in….I could live here permanently. But please forgive us but Kane promised me a slap-up breakfast and I’m starving!” I smile rather too enthusiastically and sit back in my seat.
     
    “Oh you too go ahead. Lovely to see Kane with a lady. Never seen it before. Aren’t you that lovely girl from the television? I’m sure I know your face. Such a pretty thing, my husband always says. How did you meet?” Jean steps in closer to the window, inquisitive.
     
    Kane and I exchange forced smiles. “ Oh, it’s a long story which I’m sure we will delight in telling you later.” Kane offers, making to close the window. Jean presses further, causing us both to silently sigh.
     
    “Well, how about tonight? We are having a barbeque and I insist you come. Please. We haven’t seen you in ages, Kane.” Jean smiles broadly searching our faces for an agreement. We nod in unison and wave our goodbyes.
     
    We head into the village of Mylor Bridge. There is a post office, newsagent, grocery store, fishmonger, butcher's shop and a pub called the Lemon Arms. The larger towns of Truro and Falmouth are only a short distance away, however, as we only need to buy some basic supplies then the village will suit our purposes. We grab what we need and hastily make our way back to the house. As we are silently unpack our goods, Kane eyes me. “You did well with Jean. I don’t think she suspected