I felt her sigh as she leaned in; I tucked my face in against her hair and just breathed her in. My heart hammered hard in my chest; I swallowed as I tried to control the nerves.

"You're smell so nice," she mumbled.

"It was the climb. Made me sweat."

She sighed again, softer this time; her hand shifted slightly lower down my side, and from there to my hip.

"Charley..." I whispered, as butterflies erupted deep within me.

"Oh. Right, sorry, I keep forgetting..." she apologised, contrite. Her hand crept away.

"No... wait... that's not..."

She paused.

"What... what do you mean?"

"Just... don't stop, is all. I... I...