This is like a sequel to the first chapter. Sincerely, I can't continue this without your reviews.

After literally running back to her home, she jumped in the shower. She was shaking with disgust. She couldn't believe what she had just done. She propped her back the shower wall. She was confused. Of course, she expected the least, but her acting like that. She expected that she would have a nervous breakdown and freak out on the phone with Geoff, but not this. She crawled under the sheets and managed to fall asleep.

The following days she had trouble sleeping. She appreciated the fact that Duncan had the decency of not showing up at school. She felt scared. What scared her the most was the fact that she enjoyed it. Every second of it. For once in a very long time she felt alive. He was real compared to Geoff's goofy voice over the phone and her now hasty responses.

"Hey, babe," he slurred.

"Y-yeah?"

"I just wanna thank you again for being so cool with me not coming."

"Yeah," she replied.

"I really want to see you, Bridge," he continued.

She heard his voice, but she didn't reply. Her thoughts where somewhere else. She nearly jumped when she heard something crash against her window. She peered over her shoulder only to see Duncan in her backyard.

"I'll call you back," she shut her phone

She angrily opened her window "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Finally," he smirked. "D'you mind opening the door?"

"Yes, yes I do mind. Duncan, what the hell you're doing here?" she said through gritted teeth.

"I just want to talk to you. Bridgette...please..." he nervously paced around. "Look, I don't usually do this...thing where I come and I.." he scratched the back of his head. "And I want to talk."

She went downstairs and opened the door.

"May I?" he asked.

"Get in already!" she testily said. "What is it?" she closed the door.

"Well," he shoved his hands in his pockets. "Your house smells like tofu."

"Duncan!"

"Okay, okay, so..." he fell on the couch. "What happened was weird. I mean, don't get me wrong, it was awesome, but I wasn't quite expecting that from you, sugar."

she rolled her eyes.

"Are you okay?"

she carefully eyed him. She couldn't believe it, but he seemed genuinely interested in her well being. She couldn't take it anymore. She simply burst out crying. She was sobbing and shaking and couldn't believe she let her guard down in front of him just like that. Duncan bit his lower lip.

"Oh, man," he cried and started rubbing circles on her back. "It's okay, Bridge, it's okay."

he cradled her in his arms and started slowing pressing kisses all over her face. Anywhere except for her lips. He stopped in front of them as if asking for permission. She nodded. So he kissed her. He kissed her over and over again and when he tried to pull away, she moaned: "I need you"

he took her in his arms. She threw her arms around his neck never breaking the kiss. He gracefully took her upstairs where she indicated her room. Half an hour later they were both lying in bed facing the ceiling.

"Oh crap," she sighed. "You have to go."

"No, listen, Bridgette, I get it," he propped himself against the pillow. "You're in love with the guy. Great. Not stopping you from loving him. What I can do, however, is...keep you company until he comes."

she narrowed her eyes. "Are you suggesting that we should have casual sex?" she asked.

"Something like that."

she gave him a punch in the hand. "Ouch! Look, you are the one who obviously needs it."

she looked away.

"It doesn't have to mean anything. Really, I promise, and I won't be difficult. Won't be getting in your way."

"Why?" she raised an eyebrow.

"Can I be honest?" he laughed. "You're one hot little number. And I like you enough to have a conversation with you so why not?"

"Oh my God," she covered her face. "You're incorrigible."

the next two weeks worked out perfectly. She started enjoying her new life as a long distance girlfriend and Duncan's lover. He always seemed to be available. All the time. Even when he was out of school.

"Hey, Duncan?" she asked him once while she laid on his chest.

"Yeah?"

"Are you failing any class?"

"Nah," he laughed. "My dad took care of it."

"Okay," she jumped out of bed and rand to the shower.

Duncan relaxed as he waited for her. He heard her phone ring.

"Hey, Malibu, phone's ringing!" he cried.

"Who is it?" she asked.

He reached for it. Geoff's name appeared on the screen. "It's doofus."

The water suddenly stopped and she came rushing out of the shower. "Geoff, hi!" she said in a high pitched voice. Duncan laughed. She gave him a shove. "Really? Aha. That's great, baby! When? Awesome. Love you too."

Duncan had a disgusted look on his face. "What was that all about?"

"He's coming here!" she jumped with enthusiasm. "Oh my God!"

"Whatever," he got up and pulled his pants on.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Home," he said.

"Duncan?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"Are you okay?"

"Whatever."

after she heard him close the door, she ran to the window to watch him leave. She saw him. He didn't look back. She couldn't tell why, but she felt a tug at her heart strings.