Charlotte and I enjoyed around five nights together before she thought it best she returned home, and though we agreed to meet up every so often for a meal and drinks, she wanted to stop sleeping together. She feared that it would only lead to feelings being developed, and considering we were already get along so well, I actually agreed with her. Neither of us wanted a relationship, but although the sex was fantastic, I was already feeling things for her, and once she admitted to feelings for me as well, with sadness, we agreed to part as good friends with a promise to keep in touch. Maybe, one day...