A/N: I don't own 7th Heaven or the chorus to Kylie's song "Secrets", which inspired me to write this story.
"Secrets"
He sneaks into your house ever so quietly.
There's no one home but you and him.
He grins seductively at you and you grin right back.
You close and lock your front door.
He takes you into his arms.
You share a very passionate, lustful kiss with him.
Your bodies press together slightly as the kiss deepens.
You break apart.
He looks into your eyes.
You see what amazing eyes he has, so deep and soulful.
You want to say "I love you" to him, but you know it's not right.
He isn't meant for you not matter how much you know want him to be.
You can't hide your affair like this forever.
Your boyfriend and his girlfriend will find out what you guys have been doing eventually.
Eventually, they will know that you two are meeting secretly and sleeping together when their backs are turned.
You use the term "sleeping together" instead of "making love" because you know you can't think of him in that way.
You guys are too close of friends to do what you are doing.
But yet you are.
Even if you are only friends…
Only friends…only friends…
You guys are only friends, yet you find yourself falling in love with him more and more each day.
Yet you have no idea if he even thinks of your name and the word "love" in the same sentence.
You know this is just a fling, a lustful fling.
It's nothing more.
You guys will continue to meet secretly for a few more months and do what you do.
Then you will get bored with each other and return to your respective others for fulfillment.
No, but you don't see it like that, though.
You really are in love with this man.
But to him it is just a fling.
He holds nothing more than sexual desires for you.
He holds no loving feelings.
He will never love you.
You sigh deep in your mind and kiss him again.
You two head into your bedroom, clothes shedding off of you both along the way.
You close the door and sigh when he's not looking.
He turns to you and jumps on the bed and winks.
You pretend to smile and climb onto the bed too.
Tonight is just another pointless night of fulfilling stupid lust.
Tonight is just another pointless night of your affair.
Tonight is just another pointless where you will hide your deep feelings of love for him.
But for now you just pretend that the reason he is holding you in his arms is because he loves you, not because he thinks you're attractive.
You can pretend you are "making love" and not "sleeping together".
And you can pretend that the feelings released on both of you are feelings of love, not lust.
You can pretend that the whole world knows that you, Roxanne Richardson, are in love with Kevin Kinkirk and everyone is happy for you.
This affair will end soon and you know it.
And the fact that you love Kevin will forever remain hidden.
Some secrets were just meant to be kept.
There are secrets
That you never know
Secrets in a private room
Secrets that I kept from you
Pillow talk in the afternoon
A/N: Not to shabby, right? I kind of liked it. It's my first Kevin/Roxanne story. Well, please send a review with your thoughts on this. Feedback is welcomed greatly.
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