Chapter 2
Breathing heavily Kelly laid on her back staring into the ceiling. She wanted this to work like nothing else before, but her gut was telling her it was all slipping between her fingers.
"You're quiet." Matt noted equally breathless nestling them both under the sheets.
"I thought you wouldn't appreciate if I chatted through the past half an hour." Kelly smiled softly.
"Valid point there." He brought her face closer planting a kiss on her forehead. "I rather meant it generally. You're quiet this evening."
"I'm sorry about that. It's been a long day and I've I barely slept last night." Kelly apologized.
"You should have said something." Matt chided her.
"I was looking forward to this date the whole day." Kelly rolled on her stomach smiling resting her chin on his chest.
"I'm glad to hear that." Leaning forward he kissed her softly.
Resting her head on his chest she closed her eyes waiting until the steady rhythm of his heart will lull her to sleep. Luckily she didn't have to wait for too long.
Laying down on his back Dylan's sight followed the brunet as she gathered her clothing that he disposed on the floor mere two hours earlier. It has always been so easy. Go out and pick up a girl for a few hours of steamy fun before she'll disappeared from his sight and life forever, no remorse.
This time it was different, the feeling of guilt he experienced was a novelty to him. He never felt it, not when he cheated on Brenda, used Gina or the countless girls before her. Just hours before he was standing in the adjoined room, having what was supposed to be a life changing conversation with the only human being that he could imagine spending the rest of his life with. Minutes after she left he slipped back into his old trails, his actions once again proved what he feared, he was not ready or capable of having a healthy relationship with anyone, not even her.
Watching as the brunet stood in the middle of the room looking helplessly he slipped out of the bed, dragging a pair of boxers out of the drawer before walking her to the door. She left his sight and life, but the remorse remained.
The cold wind whipped her face again. She got used to it during the past nights. Pushing herself deeper into the recliner she snuggled into the warm fluffy blanket. Her thoughts wandered to Dylan, her mind trying to work through everything that happened during the previous day.
There was the tiny detail that her mind was not willing to process earlier, she loved him. Through all his unpredictability, moodiness, through Brandon, Matt and all the others, she loved him, simple as that. She couldn't remember the moment when it happened, or the moment when she felt otherwise. This was however the first time when she was willing to admit it.
The sound of waves crashing on the shore seemed like a disturbance this time. Although calming, it was keeping her mind away from more important thoughts. Were her standards really so high? Was having a committed relationship with someone you keep pursuing too much to ask for? She knew his answers to all those questions and they never matched hers, yet during the past weeks, days and hours, he had awoken something that was not so easy to ignore now. Pushing the blanket away, she stood up quickly. She had to see him, now.
Thirty minutes later she stood in front of the door of Dylan's hotel room for the third time in the past 24 hours. It wasn't until she knocked on the door and waited that the stupidity of the idea hit her. What was she doing there at three in the morning? Expecting him to open the door and miraculously change his mind? He cared about her, he always did, but there was that tiny voice telling her, he was not going to change, not even for her...
Turning around defeated she walked.
"Kelly?!" She could hear his voice. Turning back her eyes met his. "What are you doing here?" He questioned.
"I couldn't sleep." Kelly answered barely audible standing still in the hotel hallway.
Reaching her in a few steps he took her hands dragging her inside his hotel room. "You're freezing." He noted rubbing her arms with his hands. Her skin pricking with goose bumps at his touch. "Are you alright?" The concern was visible in his eyes, mixed with something else, something she couldn't recognize and never saw there before.
"No, I'm not, but I will be." Standing on her tippy toes without giving it any second thought her lips brushed his, she wanted this, she needed this and hell she was going to get it.
Not hesitating a second Dylan accepted what she offered. Deepening the kiss his hands slipped on her back drawing her closer to him. Maybe there was a hope for him, for them.
"Kel." He mumbled his common sense taking over for a split second, the question visible in his eyes.
"I want this, Dylan." She smiled reassuringly.
"You're not going to over think this?" Dylan questioned.
"It's obviously too late for me to think straight, so definitely not tonight." Running her fingers through his thick hair she brought his head down for another kiss.
Smiling softly he accepted the kiss and all the others that followed.
"Shower?" Kelly asked trailing soft kisses down his neck.
"Might be a good idea." Dylan mumbled reaching down and pulling her black dress over her hips.
Moving slightly away from his body to give him some space Kelly smiled raising her arms so he could undress her.
"I wanted to do that the moment I saw you tonight." Dylan admitted letting the dress fall onto the floor.
"I know." Kelly bit her lip.
"Just don't tell me you've been dressed like this the whole time." He commented, a smirk on his face when he noted her undergarments or rather the lack of them.
"You've got the special edition the second time around." Kelly giggled kissing him softly again.
"You're a devil, Kel." He sighed happily.
"And you love it." Kelly commented taking his hand and leading him into the bathroom. Gentle touches and bruising kisses being exchanged while the steam from the shower filled the room.
