I remember picking out this lingerie. Eighty quid, La Senza; I’d splashed out, just for this, and even though I knew I was the sexiest I’d looked in years, I was agonising like a virgin on a third date. ‘Make sure it shows off your…’ James had gestured, embarrassed. ‘Assets.’ It certainly did. I wasted so much time checking myself out in the mirror in the morning I forgot to think what would happen if I forgot to take the...