Natalie’s step-father flew through a window and now her "sister" has told her to get out of the family home. Everyone’s convinced she’s the culprit. Well, ALMOST everyone. Everyone except Cristian. He believes in her. And so the story goes...
Natalie decided to get a room at the Bayberry Inn. When she finally gets to it, she’s thoroughly exhausted. What a lousy day. First, Jessica tells her to leave her home. Second, she has a run in with that whiny twit Jen, topped off with a run-in with the big bad Al! He's acting like he's Jen's personal hero - and for what? "What" Jen is is a stupid little spoiled girl who needs a good slap! Boy, it would’ve been fun to tell the little snot how good it felt to be in Cris’ arms, not only kissing him, but having him kiss me back. It was HOT!
At that memory, she takes in a deep breath and shakes her head. She has got to STOP remembering that kiss. She can’t afford to be distracted right now. She’s certain the cops are going to find her any minute and arrest her for pushing Ben through the window. She shuts her eyes tight and admonishes herself, "Why can’t I remember?!" She looks at herself in the mirror - but there still is no memory.
Frustration was almost overwhelming her. Natalie decides she needs to relax. A steamy bubble bath is just the answer. She makes her way to the bathroom and is glad she grabbed her new bottle of Warm Vanilla Sugar bubble bath when she hurriedly packed some belongings earlier today. "Now would be a perfect time to test this out," she says out loud to herself as she grabs the bottle off the counter in the bathroom.
She pours a generous amount into the tub and turns the water up to as hot as she can stand it. She smiles - it’s a good thing she’s a Buchanan, because the family money allowed her to get a suite with a scrumptiously large bathtub. She hurriedly undresses and slips into the warm vanilla scented haven. The bubbles swallow her troubles and for a little while she is able to actually NOT think. If only this could last.
How’d my life get so screwed up? After that disaster I let Allison Perkins talk me into, I was finally turning my life around. Things were actually starting to be good in my life for the first time....and now.....Well, now things are awful. Jessica, my sister-dearest despises me, Seth who once knew me so well is so quick to believe Jessica’s rantings about me. And Viki - my mother - these days she’s almost making Roxie look like a mother of the year candidate. And poor Rex. He wants to be loyal, but Jessica is his "real" sister. He’s torn between the two of us and as the old saying goes... "blood is thicker than water" - or in this case, the non-blood sister.
And then there’s Cristian. Natalie lets different images of him drift through her mind. He’s her champion, her friend, her confidant. And Natalie wants him. At that thought, she sinks her entire body under the water. "What’s wrong with me?" she thinks. "He’s my friend. I’ve never had a friend before in my entire life and now that I do, I want to ruin it by falling for him. But that KISS!" At this point, she runs out of air and lifts her head above the water. "AGHHHHH!"
She’s covered in foamy bubbles so she decides to run the shower and rinse off. Natalie pulls the drain plug and waits for a few seconds before turning on the shower spray. With the shower running, she can’t hear the knock at the door.
Cristian’s worried about Natalie. Jessica filled him in on their "talk" and how she kicked Natalie out. And now with Mrs. Davidson acting so weird, he’s not sure what’s going on. "I’m only gonna make sure she’s okay and then I’ll leave," he assures himself. He knocks again, and there’s still no answer. "Good thing I got the guy at the desk to give me an extra key," he thinks as he uses it to let himself into her room.
"Natalie," he calls. He doesn’t get an answer and walks further into the suite. He can hear the shower running and heads toward the bathroom. The door is open and he stops short as he can see inside the bathroom through the mirror. There is a clear shower curtain with small white circles on it but that doesn’t leave much to the imagination.
He’s so taken by the sight of her. She’s covered in bubbles but the shower spray quickly rinses them off of her body. He feels guilty for standing there but he can’t move. He watches as she puts shower gel onto one of those scrubbie things. He’s okay until she runs it over her breasts. He can feel himself growing hard inside his jeans. He starts to turn to leave, but hears her crying.
"I didn’t do it. Please, Cristian, please be right about me. Please don’t let it be true." She is sobbing now and locks her fingers together behind her head and leans her forehead on the shower wall. The salty tears are washed away in the spray of the warm shower.
As she stands there and cries her heart out, Cristian can’t take it anymore. He slips out of his clothes and walks into the bathroom. He gently pulls back the shower curtain and joins Natalie. He slowly puts his hands around her waist and pulls her against him and says, "You didn‘t do it Natalie. I know you didn’t." He dips his head down so he can kiss her shoulder and the side of her neck.
Natalie’s startled but it only lasts a second or two. The sensation of Cris’ hands on her belly and his mouth on her neck is more than she can bear. She moans as she tilts her head to give him better access to her neck. He takes full advantage of this and continues his assault on her neck. His hands travel upward and he cups a breast in each hand. He begins to toy with her nipples, loving the feel of her in his hands.
"Cris, I just want to feel good. Please make me feel good," Natalie pleads with him as she turns to face him.
"You do feel good Natalie," Cris says with a smile. "But I know a way to make you feel even better." With that, he lowers his mouth to hers and kisses her as if their lives depend on it. Hers probably does. His too.
He moves her up against the wall and takes her hand in his and guides it downward and wraps her hand around him. He lifts his head and looks piercingly into her eyes. "See what you do to me? I want you so much Natalie."
She kisses him and begins to stroke him. He moans and pulls her hand away. "Never mind that. I need you - now! I want to be inside you." She nods yes as he lifts her against the wall so can enter her. And he does - hard and fast.
Neither one of them knew it could be so good, yet they both knew it would be. If that didn’t make sense to anyone else, it didn’t matter, because it makes sense to them.
But they don’t know yet that this is only going to get better. And it is because this is only the beginning. There’s more to their story. It just hasn’t been written yet.