I closed the door to the bedroom and collapsed on the bed. I was breathing hard and my heart was pounding. I needed to get a hold of myself. What was it about this man that made me feel this way? It was never this way with Peter. Peter. I felt tears sting my eyes as I thought about the year I spent with Peter. It was one of the most awful and frustrating times of my life. I shook my head and willed the memories away. I couldn’t think about that. I wouldn’t.
Slowly, I walked over to my suitcase and opened it, spilling the contents on the bed. I picked piece after piece of clothing, folded them neatly, and put them away. This helped keep my mind busy for a little while. That is, until I came upon a particular article of clothing. It was a simple white negligee. Nothing extraordinary, it’s sheer, lacy, and beautiful. I loved it and yet it brought back horrible memories. Peter once saw it in the window at Victoria’s Secret and sneered saying it was perfect for me, plain, simple and pure. Those words for some reason hurt me. After he and I broke up, I went straight to Victoria’s Secret and bought it. I didn’t know what drove me to that and I still don’t but I have it and that’s the end of it. I stared at it, thinking back to those days, tears threatening to fall. In a fit of rage, I threw the negligee at the wall and broke down crying. After about a minute, I got up, picked up the article of clothing, and put it in the suitcase. This was no time to dwell on the past. There will be plenty of time for that after I get out of the cabin. If I get out that is. My thoughts traveled back to Nick sitting out there on the couch. I smiled. Hmm, maybe being stuck for a while wouldn’t be so bad.
I just stayed there waiting for Emily to come out. As I lay there, I thought back to what had happened only moments before. I felt so happy, carefree almost. I could still smell that wonderful perfume and still feel her body under mine. Oh how I wish I could feel that again. She looked so beautiful, but the look in her eyes was anxiety. She didn’t want to be anywhere near me. I don’t understand. It must have something to do with that messy break up she mentioned earlier. I suddenly felt this anger towards this guy that she dated. He got to do things I could only imagine and even so, he hurt her. I wish I could kick that guy’s ass! I decided not to think about it. I sat back and fantasized about her lips on mine. I smiled.
I sighed and walked into the living room. I saw Nick lying on the couch with his eyes closed. He was smiling. //What’s he so happy about?// I thought. A terrible thought struck me. What if he was thinking about his girlfriend? He never said anything about having one. Oh God, I hope he doesn’t have one. As I stared at him, a nasty thought entered my mind. I wanted to know how he would react if I just took him while his eyes were closed. I smirked at the thought. That would be fun. Then images of Peter flooded back and I lost all courage. //I don’t need this!// my head screamed. I composed myself and casually walked over to Nick.
“Tired?”
I sat bolt upright. The object of my fantasies was standing over me while I was fantasizing about her!
“Um, sort of. I like to sleep.”
“Amen to that!” she smiled.
“Yeah. Sit down. Nothing’s stopping you.” I breathed a sigh of relief when she sat down next to me.
“Were you thinking about something?”
“HUH? Um, no. Just vegging.” I got very flustered.
“Oh, ok. Just wondering. So, tell me more about yourself.”
“Like what?”
“Well, you must lead an interesting life. You know with touring, concerts and your girlfriend and all.” She had a strange look in her eyes.
“Yeah. I don’t have a girlfriend, though.”
“Oh. That’s too bad.” She frowned. //Yes!//
“Uh huh. Have you been dating since the break up?”
“Nope. No one interesting came along.”
“Too bad.” He frowned. //YES!!//
We just smiled at each other for a minute.
“So, what other hobbies do you have?” Emily said, casually.
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