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If We Ever Meet Again

Chapter Twenty

“Fuck you’re beautiful” he grunted as he pulled my face closer to his, smashing our lips together in a passionate kiss. Our hips rocked back and forth, each time colliding with each other sending waves of pleasure through my body. I moaned into his mouth when he hit that spot within me that sent me over the edge. My nails dug into his back as immense blissful feelings soared through my body as we both came. I felt his hot seed spill inside of me. He rode out both of our orgasms.

His body covered mine as he lay on top of me, leaning on one of his arms so that he wouldn’t crush me. Beads of sweat covered his forehead and his hair stuck to the sides of his face as he breathed heavily, gazing into my eyes.

I smiled up at him as he brushed my hair out of my face, clearing my view to see his flushed face as he gave me a cute smile. A sigh in satisfaction left his lips when I bit my lip, wondering what he was thinking.

He pecked my lips but didn’t pull away that much, I could still feel his breath ghosting over my swollen lips. “I love you so much. “

“I love you too.”

His hand went up to my face that he caressed, his calloused fingers brushing away strands of hair that had stuck to my face. It was like time had stopped. I could see a mixture of feelings shining through his beautiful eyes; love, lust and desire. The same feelings I felt right now, we had a connection and we knew what the other one was thinking or feeling by just looking at each other. We were in love and I didn’t want it to change.

“You don’t understand. It fucking hurts being somewhere without you. I can’t imagine a life where you and I, us don’t exist.”

I smiled up at him and grabbed his face leaning in for an adoring kiss. “I think I do understand. You’re my life and more. I love you with all my heart Brian.”

My eyes snapped open in terror as I shot up in the bed, covered in sweat and feeling a hot warm pool in between my legs. I did not just dream that; please tell me that I did not have a sex-dream about Brian.

The muscular arm wrapped around my waist led my gaze to Chris sleeping, angelic face. He really did look like an angel to me with his blonde hair tousled and all over his head, covering his face. His plump lips parted as small snores slipped through. We had made up when I got home, it was just so cliché. I had been dropped off by Matt at home at lunch time and walked inside our house that I believed was empty until I spotted Chris in the living room looking at me, unsure what to do. It was just as time had frozen when I dropped my bag onto the floor and we both leaped into each other’s arms for a breathtaking kiss. Then all was forgiven.

Sure I was still a bit upset with him but that all seemed to be forgotten when I had saw him and realized how much I had missed him and how much it had pained me to be without him for that long. Though in the back off my mind I still couldn’t get Brian and my feelings towards him to vanish; to disappear and stop ruining my life.

I couldn’t believe that I dreamed that I and Brian had been in love, that we had made love and confessed our feelings to each other. It felt surreal and it was thank god, well beside that small doubt in my mind I had about me loving Chris but not as much as I loved Brian. When I looked at Chris I just couldn’t help but to feel guilty, it felt as if I was stringing him along but I knew in my heart that I did love him with all I had but these past days made me realize that maybe I didn’t love him with everything I had because Brian had a big piece of my heart with him.

All I was sure off was that I did not want to lose Chris, no matter what and I knew that sounded selfish but I can’t help myself. He was an amazing person. The interviews he made didn’t make him justice, he was so much more caring, sweet, adorable, funny and amazing person when you got to know him. Chris made me feel complete to an extent and he made me feel safe. Home was safe, Chris was home basically.

I looked at the clock we had on the nightstand and saw that it was about eight thirty in the morning. It was early but I wondered if it was too early to meet up Becca and grab a cup of coffee. She had always been my main person where I could cry on her shoulder, complain and ask for advice, so I had a feeling she could help me solve my little dilemma if I really did love Brian or not. As they say there’s a fine line between love and hate.

My phone lay next to the clocks so I lay back down on the bed, careful not to wake Chris up since he practically was glued to me with his legs twined with mine. I grabbed it and sent a short text to Becca asking if she was awake. A minute later she replied that she was since she had to go out for a walk with her dog.

Coffee at Starbucks? Need serious girl talk a.s.a.p.

She replied yes and that we could meet up in half an hour just so that we could both get ready quickly and indulge in Starbucks amazing coffee. I slowly untangled myself from Chris and slid out of his embrace, once again trying not to wake him up. I drew the curtain aside slightly and it seemed as if it was going to be pretty warm outside, seeing as somebody walked by in the tiniest shorts I had ever seen before.

Walking over to the closet I slid the door open quietly and pulled out a salmon pink lose tank top along with some denim shorts. Then I bent down and grabbed a pair of dark beige boots from the bottom of the closet that had some spikes on them. My hair was tangled and one of my biggest pet peeves was tangled hair, I had never left home without combing it. I couldn’t stand it being tangled and just looking awful, not shining or feeling smooth. Just the thought of it made me cringe in discomfort.

When I had gotten dressed and combed my hair, I left the bedroom and closed the door as smoothly as I could. I hadn’t bothered with putting make up on, sure I had my flaws but my skin was not that bad even if I had dark circles under my eyes. Grabbing a pen from one of the drawers in the kitchen I wrote a note to Chris saying that I was out with Becca for coffee and that I would be home about ten o’clock.
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I arrived at the coffee shop just a couple of minutes late since the morning traffic had been struck with some truck accident on the highway and the lines had been super long. When I walked into Starbucks I searched the room for that bubbly, blonde I knew as Becca.

A waving hand caught my attention and I saw Becca sitting next to the window with a cup in her hand and another one on the table. I greeted her and sat down, brushing some of my hair away since it had fallen in my face.

Becca pointed to the coffee cup. “It’s a Chai latte, hope you didn’t mind I ordered for you.”

“Thanks, I haven’t had one of those in forever.” I smiled as I grabbed the warm cup and sipped on it, allowing the caffeine I was in need of to start working its magic.

“So what’s been bothering you?”

I sighed. “I don’t know where to start but I’ll just say it the way I it is or at least they I think it is.”

Becca nodded urging me to continue. “I think I might love Brian… still love Brian I mean.”

“What?” She nearly choked on her coffee and looked at me with wide eyes, mouth hanging open in shock.

“I don’t know. These past days have made me question a lot of things, especially about Brian.”

“But what the hell as made you think you still love Brian… I mean I just wow. I don’t get it.”

I licked my lips. “Chris said something and so has Jimmy. I just concluded that I possibly never got over Brian and that Chris is my rebound except I know for a fact that I love Chris from the bottom of my heart…but…”

She leaned forward. “But, what hun?”

“…but Brian has the bigger part of my heart. Which I think is absolutely absurd but I’ve just started thinking of that there is a fine line between love and hate and as much as I hate to admit it, I might still love him.”

Becca frowned. “I know I really don’t know a lot about your situation but I know you’re not after stringing any of them along. Take a day of with me and Laura, we’ll go to a spa and you’ll clear your
mind there.”

I nodded agreeing with her, it sounded like a good idea just to have a day where my body could relax and where I just could untangled the mess in my head to hopefully get an answer both I and Chris were in need off.

“Trust me hun, I wish I could help you and give you advice. I’ve seen the way you look at Chris and light up when you talk about him.” I smiled at that. “But I’ve also seen the longing look in your eyes whenever you speak about Brian. This must be so confusing but the best way to fix things between you and Chris, possibly Brian is that you get time to figure it out yourself without having to feel the pressure of Brian or Chris watching you like a hawk all the time.”

We talked a bit more and ended up agreeing on a day the three of us would meet up at a local spa to relax and just release the tension. Becca might not have given me a lot of advice but she knew what she was saying and I just needed somebody to help me confirm what was best for me to do. I knew that one of them would end up hurt in the end, if Brian actually did love me and didn’t lead me on but I also knew that no matter what I would lose a part of me along with my decision.

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