Guy made it back to the reception just in time for the evening?s finale. Bo disappeared into the crowd as everyone made their way outside for the firework display.
The show was spectacular ? the bride?s parents having spared no expense, and the guests were welcomed back indoors a while later with glasses of hot whisky punch.
Taking his glass, Guy headed over to a small table in the corner of the lobby, shrugged his coat off and with his glass still in one hand, gently tugged his leather gloves off with his teeth. As he did so he had the sensation that he was being watched, and looked up to see a tall, blonde woman smiling at him from a few metres away.
?That was quite something wasn?t it?? smiled Guy as she approached.
?It?s not the only thing that?s quite something from where I?m standing,? purred Luna, eyeing him up and down appreciatively.
Guy was somewhat taken aback ? he was rather more used to being the one doing the chasing. If truth be told, Luna was quite surprised at herself too. She?d noticed him even before the ceremony had started and had spent the hours since quaffing a particularly delicious brand of Polish cordial in order to find the nerve to approach him at all. Then he?d kept disappearing so she?d ended up drinking a little more than she?d planned and was now pretty much free of any inhibitions she may have had at the start of the afternoon.
?I?ve actually been trying to catch you for a while,? Luna grinned cheekily as she sat down next to Guy on the cosy leather Chesterfield, ?I was speaking to Rupert earlier and he was telling me you?re looking for an architect at the moment.?
?You?re an architect? I?d have had you down as something more glamorous, although if I was to picture you in high heels and hard hat?? Guy?s blue eyes twinkled, ?Actually I?ve just bought a place that needs a fair bit of work, I?d be interested to see what other projects you?ve worked on.?
?I was hoping you?d say that,? replied Luna, ?I had to come here straight from work today, and I have my portfolio upstairs?
?Are you inviting me to come up and see your etchings?? smirked Guy
Luna leant across the sofa and whispered suggestively in Guy?s ear ?We can start with etchings if you like??
Upstairs, Luna?s room was small but perfectly formed. Guy couldn?t take his eyes off her as she sashayed across the carpet to where the portfolio sat on the bedside cabinet. She kicked off her shoes, hopped up onto the bed and indicated to Guy to join her. There was something about her steely blue gaze that made him disinclined to refuse, although he had to admit that Luna?s tall curvy figure and long blonde hair were tempting enough before he?d even looked her in the eye.
Sitting on the bed they began looking through Luna?s impressive portfolio. Guy took off his cravat and loosened the top couple of buttons on his dress shirt, and Luna found herself more distracted than ever.
She paused mid sentence and looked up at Guy. When their blue eyes met a current of electricity crackled between them that was even more dramatic than the fireworks had been.
Guy reached over, took the portfolio from Luna?s hands and slipped it on to the floor, his eyes not leaving hers for a second. He pushed her blonde hair back off her face and with his hand gently cradling the back of her head, pulled her towards him. All of a sudden, she was sober again, all of her senses alive with the feel and scent of the man beside her. His hot breath on her face smelled of whisky as his lips finally met with hers and he pushed her gently back onto the blue silk sheets...