The girls hugged tightly, Esma dotting her face with kisses and stroking her warm skin. More than anything she just wanted to get her away from here. Taking Ashley's hand, she led her out the door into the stairway, where Rich was fiddling with his phone half-dressed. Seeing them, he walked up a few steps and stayed turned away, doing up the buttons to his shirt and snapping a quick peek at them naked, consciously trying to store the image in his mind.

"I've got a bunch of texts from people asking where we wandered off to." he told them, the messages slowly pouring into his phone.

Esma quickly pulled...