"Do you want to come back to my house?" Ethan asks as we pull into the station.

My tummy does a cartwheel before I nod in agreement whilst suddenly wishing I had a mint, a razor for my legs and some fresh wipes. I didn't have a shower this morning as I thought I'd have one when I got home before putting on a change of clothes. Perhaps I'll nip to his bathroom as soon as we get there. Good p...