Sammie woke up, slightly disorientated. Something about the room seemed different. She rolled over and saw Ben asleep next to her, and realised that she had slept with him in his hotel room. Then she realised he had an arm around her. She twisted around, putting her arm around Ben, and shuffled closer, watching him sleep. Sammie searched for his other hand and laced her fingers with his.
“God, you’re incredible,” she whispered, still looking at him, and moved her arm from around him to sort out the duvet.
“Put your arm back, it was warm”
She looked at Ben, who was now smiling, although his eyes were still closed.
“You’re awake?”
Ben nodded.
“Did I wake you up?”
“Only when you did this” he squeezed her hand.
“Sorry”
He opened his eyes.
“It’s okay. So how’m I incredible then?” His smile grew.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“Yes you do, you whispered it just after you woke me up so rudely”
“You said it was okay that I woke you up, and you’re imagining things, it was probably dream Sammie massaging your ego”
Ben rolled over and pinned Sammie down.
“Admit you said I was incredible and tell me how I am or I’ll shatter your illusions and tickle you”
“You wouldn’t dare”
“Ah, wrong answer!” He let go of her hand and started tickling her.
“NO! NO! Stop it!” she shrieked, trying to escape.
“Not unless you admit it!”
“NO!”
“Admit it, admit it, admit it!”
“Okay, okay, okay!”
Ben stopped and moved so that he was sitting on her stomach.
“Okay, okay, okay, what?”
Sammie held his hands.
“Okay, I admit it, dream Sammie thinks you’re incredible”
Ben leaned over and stopped just before their lips touched.
“Well, dream Ben thinks you’re pretty fantastic yourself, but I know you are so dream Ben’s a bit thick”
He moved through the few millimetres separating them and kissed her. She pulled his arms around her, and put hers on his bum. They broke away and Sammie said
“Okay, dream Sammie’s a bit stupid just thinking you’re incredible when everyone knows you are”
“Including you?”
“Sammie sighed, smiling.
“Including me”
“That’s all I wanted to know” He kissed her again; lowering himself so his body was flat against hers. He soon started kissing down her neck, his lips barely touching her skin, sending shivers down her spine. She ran her hands up and under his t-shirt, and removed it as he moved his head up. His kisses were becoming firmer and faster, and he finally moved up so she could kiss him back. She moved her hands down to his waist and tried to get him out of his boxers. (I know he wears thongs but I’m changing it for the ff) He pulled away again.
“Sammie, I know I’m going to sound like a confusing bastard, but not yet, yeah? You’re my girlfriend, and you mean a lot to me. It’d feel cheap, sleeping with you in some hotel, I’d rather it was somewhere where it could mean something”
She nodded and crawled out from under him.
“You aren’t mad at me are you?” he asked, giving her a puppy dog look.
“No, of course not! I just wanna get changed, is that okay?”
Ben nodded.
“You look really sexy in my shirt by the way”
Sammie blushed.
“Am I allowed to keep it?”
Ben smiled and nodded again, then got up.
“Put these on” he handed her a pair of trousers “in case someone sees or the camera crew’s filming”
“You WHAT?”
Ben shrugged.
“You never know”

He watched her pull on the trousers, then kissed her and watched her as she ran off down the hall, admiringly, then closed the door, smiling.

* * *

Sammie had just gotten into her room when she heard ‘isn’t it cheap’ playing as a ring tone. She realised it was Ben’s mobile; he must’ve left it in his trousers. She pulled it out and saw that it was Paul calling. She picked up.
“Hello?”
The line went dead. She called him back.
“Hey, this is the Marazzi music man, you know, from down your way, wanna know what I can play?”
Sammie started laughing.
“You aren’t Ben, what the hell are you doing with his phone?”
“I have it accidentally, he leant me his trousers and left his mobile in them”
“Right . . . oh, so you’re Sammie!”
“Yes”
“Cool. How’s it going?”
“It’s great actually”
“Ben tried it on yet?”
“No, not exactly”
“Wow, he must really like you if he held out this long”
“Thanks, I think”
“He keeps calling me about you by the way”
“Oh. What’s he been saying?”
“That he really likes you. Of course, we’re going to have to talk more before I decide whether I like you”
“That’d be cool. Come down on Saturday to the studio and we can chat then”
“I was going to go anyway, I miss Ben”
“Awww, that’s sweet!”
“Thanks, anyway, I’d better go, I’m going to see Christian and his girlfriend”
“Kaz”
“Yeah, that’s it. Bye”
“Bye Paul” She hung up, smiling, then got ready.