“Here, Ben,” Hannah held up the dummy he had dropped during their kiss, “Don’t forget this.” Hannah stuck it in his mouth, “Go on then, back to your room.” She pulled the door open, and gestured down the corridor. Ben looked down, his nappy was, of course, still exposed. And now he had this dummy in his mouth. On top of that Ben knew people would probably be getting up now, what if Mr Allen was in his room now? “Come on, the longer you wait the more chance there is of someone seeing you.”
Ben knew this was true, and, dummy in mouth, he took a deep breath and quickly, nervously, walked back to his room. He pushed open the door, and spat the dummy into his hand, closing it so that it was hidden from view.