Turning her head to look at him, puzzled why he was thanking her, Sarah watched him a little transfixed as he kissed her hand.  Her lips parted to tell him he didn't need to thank her, but her retort was lost as his lips moved lightly against hers.<br/><br/>It wasn't one of the all consuming, passion fuelled kiss they had been sharing.  It was tender and heartfelt, but still had her toes curling up inside her shoes all the same.  Sighing, she didn't care they were standing in the middle of the street kissing, or if they were blocking the way.<br/><br/>Slowly her eyes fluttered open as they broke apart.  “Coop, I’m not that big a celebrity I’m just a model.  I’m one of many and I’m sure you couldn’t name more than a dozen off the top of your head because we’re generally not household names.  It’s not a risk for me.  I don’t care what anyone thinks about us being together if they do recognise me.”   Which was true, she would never be embarrassed about being seen with him.  It was where they were staying she didn’t want anyone to know about.  And if their picture did end up in the gossip magazines at least then she would have a picture of him to remember their time together.<br/><br/>With a tender smile she stretched up to kiss him again.