Between breakfast and kissing Andrew, Hannah experienced an increasing sadness as their time together grew short.  Excusing herself to shower and get ready, she tried to rush as much as possible, slipping into fitted black jeans, white long sleeve shirt under a gray cardigan with brown leather low boots.  “Andrew, I’m sure you’d like to shower before getting on that long plane ride back to London.”  She asked, while refilling the water in the vase displaying his bouquet of roses.  “Did you want to do it here (although we don’t have fresh underthings) or we can return to your hotel and I can wait for you?”<br/><br/>Hannah hugged him tightly, knowing they'd be apart very soon. "Yes, please ask for that transfer."  Their kissing became more involved, forcing them to rush to his hotel to pack and prepare to catch a yellow top to the airport.