I knocked on the door. Orlando opened it. He smiled and breathed in slowly.
"Alzena." he whispered. He stood back and let me in, closing the door and coming over to me. I wrapped my arms around him and buried my head in his shoulder. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing. Midnight hates me, but that's not much of a change is it?"
"No, no it's not." He kissed my head. I stepped back and looked up at him. "Too quick?"
"No." I took his tie and walked backwards, him following me, grinning. We made it to the sofa before he was kissing me again. This time, it felt right, not rushed. I felt at home kissing him, removing first his tie and then his blazer, and marvelling once again at his beautiful chest.
I think I'm in love.