Then turned and we started to walk again.From out of nowhere it started to rain. Thanks to Adam's quick thinking, we ran for a shelter a few hundred f...et away. When we got inside Adam was soaked and I was just a little wet as I had his coat.We laughed and I said you need to take that shirt off and let it dry a bit. I pulled the bottom of his shirt out of his trousers and started to unbutton it. I was almost done when I realized what I was doing and Adam allowed me to do it.Embarrassed I stopped. He looked at Cilla sitting alone in a slight slump, looking out to the distant brown hills. ‘We don’t tend to rush in the provinces, sir,’ chided the serving lady. In his mind Reece vaulted the counter, poured two brilliant coffees and vaulted back over the counter without spilling a drop, all in ten seconds flat and to the applause of those behind him in the queue. Cilla looked up adoringly at him. The woman gave him two overfilled coffees. Matt thrust a note at her and said, keep the change.. "'Quick, Russell, fuck me!' Sundar repeated that line a few times." Seriously? I guess I did say it. And, boy, did you do it. That was really hot, doing it at school," I said, and Russell nodded. He looked a little troubled though."Does it bother you, that people are talking?" About us? Should it?" I don't know, maybe. I really care about you, Justine. I don't want people to think..." What, that I'm easy?" I asked. Russell nodded."Listen, people are going to think what they're going to think.. Through brass doors lay a small empire of rich men and other established ladies and gentlemen, sat at separate tables, their tables were either greeted by an exotic, alcoholic beverage or an exotic male or female – ahem – ‘attendant’. I glanced back to Maraldi – he almost seemed embarrassed to be here. I never thought of him to be the shy type. The Madame led us up a set of stairs – she was always remarkably careful to keep every inch of her establishment clean. Always keeping up appearances..