The First

"Oh, fuck." I moan, as Brian hovers over me, pounding into me. This might be the first time we've done it like this, but I've decided it's my favorite, as I can take him all in, watch him as he fills me. Well... Having him take me from behind, while we were in front of the bathroom mirror was also super fucking sexy. I'm at a loss, I can't decide.

Brian leans down, taking one of my nipples into his mouth. He gently bites down on it, simultaneously eliciting another moan from me. I cry out, as I come for the third time tonight.
It was like, after the initial escapade in the bathroom, I couldn't get enough of this man. Since then, he's taken me twice in his bed. He was right, I am insatiable.

Brian rolls off of me, to lay next to me on the bed. I look over to him. His chest is rising and falling rapidly. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to steady his accelerated heart beat.

"Fuck." He says, letting out his breath. "That was amazing." He smiles.

I prop myself up on my elbow. "It really was." I agree. I move a hand out, running it along his tattooed chest.

"Not again, woman." He says, and I laugh.

"I'm just admiring you." I tell him, and he opens his eyes, turning his head to look at me.

"Admiring me?" He questions.

"Yes. You are so handsome, how could anyone not admire you." I smile at him.

"I could say the same for you, gorgeous." He grins, quickly rolling over and pinning me to the bed. "You are beautiful." He says, kissing me.

"I thought you said not again." I tease him.

"I can make an exception."

--

The next morning, I awake with a smile on my face. The smell of bacon is wafting into the room. I look over to find that I'm alone in bed. I grab Brian's shirt from the floor and slip it on over my head, not bothering to put my bra on. I slip my panties over my legs and head downstairs.

As I make my way into the kitchen, I see Brian standing next to the stove, hovering over a skillet. He's shirtless and so fucking sexy, per usual. I can't believe this brave man fries bacon without a shirt on.

"You're brave." I tell him, and he turns to me.

"Oh yeah?" He smiles at me.

"Who fries bacon shirtless?" I laugh at him.

"I don't normally." He laughs. "This morning is a rare, special occasion."

"Special?" I cock an eyebrow at him.

"It's not every morning I have a beautiful woman I can cook breakfast for."

"Just every other." I tease him.

"Not even that." He laughs, but I'm not so sure I believe him. This man is devilishly handsome and he's in a band. He expects me to believe that he doesn't sleep with a ton of girls?

"If you say so." I can't help but feel a twinge of guilt at my last thought, but I'm not sure why. It's not like we're dating, we just messed around, multiple times. I don't think there's anything wrong with this. I already told him I wasn't looking for a relationship, so that's out on the table already, he knows.

"How do you like your eggs?" He asks me, breaking me free of my thoughts.

"Scrambled." I smile at him, and he walks to the fridge.

There's a knock at the door suddenly, and I almost jump right on the island.

"Ouch." I say, rubbing my knee from where it hit the granite. "I can get that, if you want." I tell Brian, but he just looks at me questioningly. Then, I realize that I'm not wearing anything besides his T-shirt. Maybe not such a good idea to answer the door just wearing this.

"That's okay." He says. "I'll get it. Do you mind keeping an eye on the eggs?"

"Sure." I walk over to the stove, as he disappears from the kitchen.

A few seconds later, I hear him say "Hold on" and he appears back in the kitchen. "The guys are here." He says to me, walking over to take care of the eggs. "I had them wait downstairs, so you could have a chance to get dressed."

"Okay. Is it alright if I shower?" I ask, feeling sort of stupid.

"Of course, but don't be too long, I don't want your breakfast to get cold." He smiles and places a kiss on my cheek. As I turn around, he slaps my ass and I yelp.

"Hey!"

"Sorry, I couldn't resist. You better get upstairs before I decide to take things further." He winks at me.

--

I come back downstairs, after a quick shower and change of clothes, to find the guys gathered around the dining room table discussing music.

"Hey!" Matt is the first to greet me, followed by Brooks and Johnny. Zach doesn't say anything, but he does nod at me and gives me a small smile. I wonder if maybe I made him mad somehow.

"Hey!" I greet them in return. "What are you guys talking about?" I take the empty seat next to Zach, as it's the only one, and I'm pretty sure I see him move his chair away out of the corner of my eye. Okay, something's up with him.

"Upcoming tour." Matt answers. "It's going to be quite a big one."

"I didn't realize you guys would be going on tour soon." A part of me feels sad, hearing this statement about their tour, knowing I won't be able to see Brian for quite a while because of it. I smile, anyway, pushing the feeling deep down inside of me. I can't seriously be sad over this. For the last time, Allison, you're not even dating the man!

"Yeah." Matt answers me. "We'll be gone for a little while." A little while? How vague.

"When do you guys leave?"

"Next week." Brian answers, searching my face for a sign that I'm anything but happy about this news. When was he planning on telling me, the day of?

Dammit, Allison! I have to stop thinking like some overprotective girlfriend. We're not together. We're two people that wanted to have some fun. It's over. He's going on tour, and I'm sure he'll find some groupie to fuck, while he's away. I'll move on.

Of course I'll move on.

I hear someone clear their throat next to me, and I look up to find Zach staring at me. He doesn't say anything, but I can tell just by the way he's looking at me that he wants to talk to me, away from the rest of the guys.

Wait, where are the rest of the guys?

"They went downstairs." Zach says, reading my thoughts. I was so lost in them, that I hadn't even noticed the guys getting up from the table and leaving me and Zach alone.

"Why didn't you go with them?"

"I need to talk to you." He says, turning his chair toward mine.

"About what?"

"I think you know." He says, and I look at him questioningly, so he goes on. "It's about Brian. Also, are you alright?" He asks.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why?"

"After last night, I wanted to make sure that you were okay." He says, letting his eyes wander off, not meeting mine.

"I'm fine." I repeat. "What about Brian?"

"I just wanted to know what your intentions are with him."

"My intentions..." I repeat. "Are you his father?" I laugh, but Zach doesn't even crack a smile.
"Yes, your intentions. You probably don't know this, since we joke about Brian sleeping around, but he just got over a bad break-up a few months ago. I'm not sure how he is when we're not around, but he's different now. That break-up changed him."

"How?"

"Brian was kind of a man-whore before..." He trails off, looking around the room, I'm guessing to make sure we are still alone. He picks up his sentence. "before Michelle. They had dated in high school. He broke things off, when he felt they were getting too serious. His focus was on the band, and he didn't want any distractions."

"Flash forward years later and she shows up at a concert. They talked, hit it off and next thing you know they're dating. They dated for almost two years. Right before their two year anniversary, Michelle broke things off with him. She didn't give him any rhyme or reason. He was pretty broken up over it. He sort of keeps to himself, since then. He doesn't drink much anymore and he stopped going out with us as much."

"The first time you guys met at the club was the first time he'd been back, since the break-up. I don't know what your intentions are with him, I don't want him to go back to that place he was in after Michelle. I don't want him to lose another piece of himself wrapped up in some girl."

"I'm not sure if you guys have talked." I start off. "But, we are not dating. I already told him I'm not looking for a relationship." I leave out the part about us fooling around. "Brian knows that, I was straight-forward with him from the beginning."

"What are you guys doing then?" I'm starting to get frustrated now.

"Why is that any of your business?" I ask, not bothering to hide my annoyance.

"Allison, I..." I don't bother to let him finish.

"I told you, I'm not looking for a relationship, and Brian knows this."

"I just want to know what your intentions are with him. I don't want to see him like that again."
I hear footsteps nearby, but I don't care. I can't keep my voice from rising, as I repeat my earlier question to him.

"And I just want to know why that's any of your damn business." I clench my teeth. I need to get a hold on my anger. Why? Why am I so angry?

The guys have now arrived back in the dining area, and are gathered around with wide eyes.
"What's going on?" Brian asks.

I don't answer, waiting for Zach to say something, but he just stares at me. The fact that he doesn't speak up, fuels my anger more. I can feel it rushing through my veins. No matter how hard I try to stop it, it always comes back.

Brian turns his gaze to me. "Allison, what's going on? What's wrong?" He takes a step toward me and tries to grab one of my hands. I hadn't realized my fists were clenched, until I feel his hand brush against mine. I quickly jerk away, taking a step back. I can feel my guards rising back up, into place. I had let them down a little, after last night. I don't know why, now. This is what happens.

"Stay away from me." I spit at him. I don't mean to direct my anger at him, it's mostly toward Zach, but right now Brian is the closest one. I try to redirect it. "Maybe you should ask your father there to step off," I say, shooting daggers at Zach. "he's probably the reason your last relationship failed."

I know I'm wrong, as the words leave my mouth. I shouldn't have said that. I should not have thrown that in his face.

"I'm sorry." I tell him, seeing the hurt on his face. "I am so sorry, Brian."

I try to step toward him, but he takes a step back. A flash of confusion crosses his face, then more pain. I've hurt him. I knew it was only a matter of time.

Notes

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