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Chapter 4

Later that the night, Teyla was thinking about what Ronon had told her about working so hard and enjoying life. She though to herself maybe she should make the effort. She had met a couple of gentlemen who had shown a romantic interest in her, but the feelings weren't mutual except for John. She liked him a lot. Working with him the last couple of months, she had come to admire his character, his dedication to making sure his father's company was still viable as well as his concern for the employees of the company . It is a far cry from the playboy image that she was led to believe. Teyla sighed, "But getting involved with John would lead too much professional complication." she thought aloud to herself.

Teyla was sitting up in her bed reviewing papers when the ringing of her doorbell startled her. Who could it be at this time of the night she thought? Teyla went to the front door of her apartment and looked through the peek hole to see who was on the other side of the door. To her surprise it was John. Questions filled her mind. What was John doing here at her apartment?

John ringed Teyla's door bell again. "Teyla, it's, John I really need to talk to you."

"John what are doing here at this time of the night? Is there something wrong? Wait a minute let me put some clothes on." Teyla was filled with nervous excitement and a little apprehension.

John waited for Teyla to open the door. While he waited, he started to question his decision to come to Teyla's apartment. He was a man tormented. That why he thought. Seeing her with that guy tonight was his undoing. He needed to know why she did not tell him she was seeing someone. When he thought of the times, he asked her to dinners, she never said anything. He felt like such a fool and he did not like it.

Teyla opened her apartment's door for John as he preceded into her apartment the smell of alcohol permeated the air. "John… what are you doing here? It's late. It is after ten o'clock at night!' as she took a peeked at the clock on the wall. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, like you care." he moaned as he fixed his glaze on her. He knew this was a very bad idea. He did not know what possessed him to come to her apartment tonight. He thought I'm not drunk, but maybe, I shouldn't have had that last couple of beers.

"Excuse me, what did you say?" as she tilt her head as her eyes reflected the uncertainty of the situation. She could feel the agitation coming from him.

"John, I know you have been drinking because I can smell it on you. What is wrong?"

"I had a couple of beers with a friend that all, but, I am a little upset with you right now. You should have told me that you were seeing someone. When I think of all the times, I asked or invited you to have dinner with me these last few weeks. I did not think you were the kind of woman who likes to play these types of games. Just tell me something lady … did you enjoy laughing at me or did you just like the attention I was giving you?" He did not care that she was looking at him with confusion in her eyes. He was upset and frustrated with her and annoyed with himself.

"What are you talking about?" Teyla could see that John was visibly upset, but she did not have a clue what he was talking about. "What kinds of games, am I supposed to be playing with you? Laughing at you! Why would I be laughing at you? I don't understand what hell is going on here!" Teyla could feel herself loosing her temper. Understanding can only take you so far and right now she did not appreciate the things he was saying to her.

"I like for you? I think we could be good together if you just give us a try." As his eyes roamed her face for her comprehension and acceptance of what he was trying to tell to her.

"John… I told you, it would not be appropriate for me to get involved with a client of the firm."

"I know what you told me! So… how long have you been dating this guy?"

"I don't think that it is any of your business who I am dating or not dating."

"I am making it my business!" as he clenched his fingers together.

"John maybe you should leave now before both of us say something that we can't take back." as she raised her voice in annoyance.

John stared at her for a few seconds but to him it felt like an eternity. He watched as she was about to walked pass him to open the door of her apartment. "Alright, I'm leaving. But, not before I do this." He grabbed her and gently pushed her against the door. He pinned her against the door with his body. He placed both of his hands upon both sides of her face and kissed her with all of the pent up emotions he was feeling. He felt her surrender. Of their own accord her hands found their way around his neck then she became one who was doing the taking. He wondered if she could feel the beating of his heart.

Buzzed, buzzed, buzzed. John stretched to turned off the alarm clock on the night stand next to the bed. He opened his eyes trying to focus on his surroundings. He ran his fingers through his hair. "It was just a dream, it was just a dream." he moaned. Loneliness came over him when he recognized he was in his bedroom and his bed.