Yasmin opens the door

Suddenly the door swings open and their met with Yasmin staring at them. They freeze on the spot still glued to each other but with their eyes diverted to Yasmin. Gemma pulls her self down off of George and straightens her dress before walking past her daughter.

With a giggle Yasmin whispers “it went well then. George” emphasising his name like a small child would. She stood their and smiled as he everted his eyes and his face reddened.