"What do you want Ken?"
"You already know Layla."
"But what if I want more?"
"This isn't a fairytale."
"Ken I didn't ask for a fairytale, I only asked for you."
"Then prove it."
"Quit using my feelings against me."
"I'm not."
"I can't do this anymore." Layla turned her back to him and started toward the door of his house. And walking away from every dream she had of them together. She loved him and she wanted him. But all he wanted was sex. A hand grabbed her wrist and she turned to the man standing behind her, shirtless. He pulled her to him and began kissing his way up her neck. HE kissed his way to her mouth and then took it with his. On a moan and a sigh of his name she succumbed to desire.
A little while later they lay together on the floor. Layla's head was resting on his chest and she was trying not to cry.
"I love you Ken."
"I can't say the same Layla, you know that."
"So lust, that's it?"
"For now."
A/N: Hey got the idea for this and ran it was meant to be short. Lemme know what you think. -Jessi