Searching for Estelle.

I woke up snuggled in an unfamiliar, but warm and comfortable, bed with a pair of tattooed arms wrapped around me. I frowned sleepily, confused, until I realised I was in Jyrki's guest room and that the arms belonged to Ville.

I smiled and relaxed back into the soft blankets, letting myself sink into Ville's embrace. I decided that the house was quiet and dark enough for me to be able to go back to sleep for awhile.

I felt Ville's arms tighten around my tummy and he kissed me softly on the exposed skin of my neck, his lips just brushing the skin and making me shiver.

I sighed contentedly and I felt him chuckle against my skin.

“Morning, beautiful.”

I blushed and buried my head in the pillow.

“Morning,” I mumbled into my pillow shyly.

“Hmm, that just won't do, love,” he said with a sigh “If you get shy on me and hide in your pillow I can't see your pretty face or kiss you good morning. And they're two things I really want to do.”

I buried my face further into the pillow, smiling like a teenager.

He sighed again. “I didn't want it to come to this, Estelle.”

I frowned, having no idea what he was talking about.

I felt his hands slip under my shirt and his fingers start tickling my sides and stomach.

I gasped and supressed a squeal.

“Cut it out!” I laughed, squirming to try and get away from him. He just chuckled and shook his head.

“Nope.”

I turned to face him and pouted. “Please?”

He furrowed his brow and stopped, resting his hands on my sides. “That's playing dirty. How can I say no to that?”

I smiled. “You can't. So, I win.”

He shrugged. “It worked, didn't it?”

I frowned. “What?”

“I can see you now,” he said with a cheeky grin.

I blushed, realising he was right. I became self conscious- no one looks good in the morning. Except Ville, apparently. I snuggled closer to him and buried my head against his chest, achieving both hiding my face and cuddling him and the same time.

“You're forgetting something,” he said, moving his arms so they were wrapped around my lower back and holding me tight to him.

I looked up at him, raising an eyebrow.

“You haven't given me a good morning kiss yet,” he said, giving me puppy dog eyes.

I smiled. “How can I say no to that?” I asked, mocking him. I leant up to him and let my lips graze his for a moment. When I went to pull away he frowned.

“What?” I asked innocently.

He didn't say anything but just pouted again and I couldn't help but smile. I reached up and put my arms around his neck, leaning in to kiss him properly.

Ville's tongue grazed my lower lip and I hesitantly parted my lips, granting him access which he gladly took advantage of.

I let him take control of the kiss, which remained slow and intimate rather than becoming passionate and needy.

When we separated, slightly breathless, Ville smiled at me and brushed stray hair out of my face, before resting his hand on my cheek.

I made eye contact with him before blushing and looking away. I snuggled even closer to him and he wrapped his arms back around me securely.

We laid in a comfortable silence before I felt myself begin to drift off back to sleep.

I'd only been asleep for about an hour when I was woken again by the sound of unfamiliar voices.

“Willa! Get the fuck out- Who's that?” an American drawl cut through my pleasant slumber.

“She's a fine piece off ass if you ask me,” a second American voice joined the conversation.

“Bam-bam. What are you doing here?” Ville asked, confused, his voice still thick with sleep.

“I'm here for Ruisrock, nidiot.”

Ville made a noise of understanding.

“Right. Now, out of here before you wake Estelle up.”

“Too late,” I yawned.

Ville chuckled and I felt him rub my back. “Sorry, sweetheart.”
I opened my eyes slowly and came face to face with a pair of bright blue eyes.

I squealed and nearly fell of the bed.

Bam laughed and smirked at me.

“Sorry.”

I blushed and pulled the blankets around myself, suddenly feeling very shy.

Ville grabbed my hand that was still under the covers and gave it a comforting squeeze.

“I wasn't expecting you until the day before,” Ville said, running a hand through his bed-messy mop of brown curls.

“I thought I might as well come and hang out with you Finnish fuckers a couple days early. Novak doesn't have any warrants at the moment so he thought he'd come along for the ride.”

Ville chuckled and Novak shook his head.

“You can laugh, man. But it feels good to be free.” He moved his gaze to me and flashed me a sleazy smile, making me feel uncomfortable.

“I'm Brandon Novak by the way, babe.”

I blushed and looked down at the blankets.

“Hi, I'm Estelle,” I mumbled shyly.

“You didn't tell me you had a woman, Valo,” Bam said accusingly.

Ville shook his head. “It's a pretty recent thing, Bam. And I don't 'have a woman', I have a girlfriend.”

“Well, sweetheart, if you ever get sick of the Finncess and want a real man I'm always open for business,” Novak said leering at me with a wink.

I felt my stomach turn and Bam snorted.

“Yeah, if you ever get sick of the Finnish sex God and want a poor, scummy drug addict you know where to go,” he said, smirking.

Ville rolled his eyes. “Novak, stop hitting on my girlfriend and Bam, stop hitting on me.”

I giggled again and Bam pretended to pout at Ville.

“What, you get a girlfriend and I'm old news?”

“Sorry sweetheart, but I got a better offer,” Ville replied.

“Whatever,” Bam said rolling his eyes “Now get the fuck up so we can do something fun.”
“So, this is where the party's at?” Jyrki said from the doorway, wearing only a pair of trackpants.

I smiled at him. “Morning.”

“Morning, darling,” he said, walking into the room “How did you sleep?”

I nodded. “Good.”

Bam threw his arms in the air impatiently. “Enough with the small-talk, lets get on with the day!”

Ville sighed. “Sure, Bam.”

He got out of bed and I realised he was only wearing a pair of boxers and I blushed slightly.

I frowned and patted myself down subtly under the covers, remembering I was wearing one of Jyrki's t-shirts and my underwear.

I bit my lip. I may have made some small steps in the confidence department, but I wasn't about to get out of bed and bare my knickers to the room just yet.

“Out,” Ville said, pointing at the door.

Bam turned for the door but Novak stayed where he was and just grinned. “Why, is that hot little thing naked under there?”

I flushed scarlet and shook my head meekly.

Jyrki narrowed his eyes at Novak. “Get the fuck out before I throw you out and watch your mouth when you speak to her.”

My eyes widened in shock at Jyrki's harsh words but Novak just shrugged and left.

“Sorry, darling,” Jyrki said, shaking his head before leaving too.

I looked up at Ville, my eyes a mixture of confusion and concern.

He smiled at me. “Novak's harmless. Sleazy, dirty- and I mean that in every sense of the word- but he's harmless.”

I smiled. “Right.”

He leaned down and kissed me gently before pulling the covers off me.

“Come on, you hot little thing. Get dressed,” he said with a grin.

I slapped him on the arm gently.

“I'll tell Jyrki you called me that,” I threatened with a sneaky smile and Ville gasped.

“Don't you dare.”

I giggled. “Be nice, then.”

He smiled and started to pull his clothes on and I followed suit.

I screwed my nose up. “I need to go take a shower.”

“I'll come back to your hotel with you before we head off with the guys.”

I shook my head. “You don't have to. I can go by myself.”

Ville frowned at me. “But I want to.”

I shook my head again as I sat down to put my shoes on.

“Nope. I'm not going to steal you away from your friends.”

“You'll come meet up with us after though?”

I shrugged. “I don't want to intrude.”

“You won't be. I want you to get to know Bam and Jyrki, Jussi and I obviously want to spend time with you.”

I smiled at him. “Okay, I'll come later on.”

I stood up and grabbed my bag from where it was sitting on an end table and slung it over my shoulder.

Ville finished buttoning up his shirt and walked over to me, wrapping his arms tightly around my waist. I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him. He tried to deepen it, but I pulled away and poked him in the tummy.

“No. Go spend time with your friends. I'll see you later.”

Ville sighed but let me go- not before stealing one more kiss however. I let him take my hand and we walked out to the living room where Jyrki, Bam and Novak were sitting.

“I'm gonna head off,” I said to Jyrki who frowned. “I'll see you later.”

I leaned down and pecked him on the cheek before waving awkwardly to the others.

I walked out of the room and heard Novak say “What's she like in the sack, Valo?” '

I blushed, horrified. I hear a 'thud' followed by Novak whining “Owww...”.

“I warned you,” Jyrki said coolly.

I couldn't help but smile.