The day was eventful but Danny was well aware that it was his fault.

Quite simply he’d made a mistake and they both had to suffer the consequences trying to get the right bag back to complete the secretive job.

This had entailed staying in a hotel room until morning, together; dim lights, not much privacy, small room.

One bed.

“I’ll sleep on the floor” Danny said and he ran a hand through his hair, his eyes on the bed nervously as if he had known how cumbersome their predicament was.