AN: This chapter is quite short, so I apologize for that. Once I finish uploading the already written chapters, I'll be sure to make them longer. I know EXACTLY what I want to happen in this story. So that's exciting, haha.

Enjoy :)


The light seeping through the ceiling-to-floor windows creeps into my thoughts.

I sigh.

Last night I gave into what I want. It felt right, but it's no longer last night. It's the morning, and the moment is gone.

I have no idea how to bring that blissful moment back.

I open my eyes to see my arms empty.

Nina and all remnants of her presence are gone.

A knock on the door shakes me from my slight sadness. I go to answer it. I quickly grab a shirt from the dresser before opening the door.

Ian stands before me with an exasperated expression on his face.

"Hey. Is..is something the matter?" I ask, raising my eyebrows at him.

"Where's Nina?" he asks, as if he knows the answer.

"I-I don't know," I say shakily.

It's not a total lie.

I really have no idea where she is now.

"Bullshit," he spits back.

I flinch at his harsh comment, yet motion for him to come in.

"Is this where she's been all night? With you?" he steps through the door and turns to face me.

I sigh as I turn to him.

"Ian. You have to understand something. I didn't ask for this to happen. It was never supposed to happen. I tried to tell her, but she-" he scoffs and then bursts into laughter.

I look at him in complete shock as he regains his control.

"So you're blaming this on her? You're saying she forced you to sleep with her? It was one-sided?" he shouts at me.

"No, of course not. And we never-" I shake my head and try to explain.

"So you did want it to happen?" he questions angrily.

I attempt to swallow and speak, but the right words get caught in my throat.

"Yes. But I tried to fight it. I tried my best to push her away and stop anything from happening. It just..didn't work the way I expected. But we didn't have sex," I blurt out.

He nods and a smile creeps at the corners of his mouth. I raise my eyebrow in his direction.

"You need to wake up, Paul," he simply says.

"Excuse me?"

"You need to wake up and realize that she's just confused. She doesn't want you. She doesn't love you. She was just showing you a good time. And you're delusional if you think otherwise. Wake up," he goes to the door and opens it just before turning back to me. "Wake up," he repeats.

I don't answer. I just stare at him in bewilderment.

"Wake up!" he screams just as I wake up to see Nina next to me, shaking me carefully.

I'm screaming at the top of my lungs. I'm gasping for air. I'm choking on nothing.

I feel like I'm underwater. Scratching the surface, praying that the light saves me from the terror of darkness.

My breathing finally slows as a hand is placed on my face and I look up to see the most beautiful woman in the world. I can see the worry in her eyes and feel the terror radiate from her hand as it trembles against my cheek.

I fall back onto the pillow and close my eyes. She moves her hand from my face and skims my lips with her fingers. I keep my eyes shut and hold my breath in fear that she'll stop.

After a short while, she returns her head back to the space between my neck and my chest, and I breathe in the smell of coconut. Her fingers remain at my lips, grazing them every now and then.

It takes me a second to open my eyes and realize how entwined our bodies truly are. My legs are caught up in hers and most of her body is laying on top of me. The rest of her is in front of me, and she is facing me. My right arm is wrapped tightly around her waist, so I put my left hand on her cheek and run my fingers through her long, chocolate brown hair. I don't realize I'm shaking until she grabs my left hand and intertwines our fingers together. She gives my hand a reassuring squeeze and breathes in deeply.

"Paul," she almost sings my name, and I fail to repress a smile.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Her lips tickle my skin as she speaks. I shiver.

"Shh. It's okay. Just go back to sleep," I kiss the top of her head.

She nods against my chest and nuzzles deeper into me.

I don't fall back to sleep. I wait until she stops tracing circles with her finger on my chest to make the conclusion that she's asleep. I lay with her in my arms as I think about the dreams. I realize that I'm not shaken up about the possibility of Ian finding out and breaking up with Nina, or even Torrey finding out and breaking up with me.

I'm worried about losing her.

I'm worried that Nina will change her mind.


As I wake up, I forget that I'm not alone in my bed this morning.

I slightly sit up, doing my best not to wake her up, and smile when I see her still peacefully sleeping. I lean my head down and kiss her forehead before quietly getting up from the bed.

Nina's hand grips my wrist as I'm leaving and she lightly tugs on it to pull me back. I fall on the bed and she giggles into my lips when they meet hers.

"Nina-" I break our lips apart and turn my head away from her. "I-" she cuts me off by turning my head to her again and pressing our lips together. "I have to get a shower," I finally get out, laughing before I kiss her one last time and get up.

She groans in disappointment, though she doesn't stop me.

I go into the bathroom and look into the mirror. I smile, because for the first time in a while, it feels right.

The water that rains down from the shower beats against my chest and I close my eyes to take in the warmth. I hear a muffled noise say something that sounds like my name, so I open my eyes.

When I hear the sound again I raise my eyebrow in question and wait for any hint of who is calling me. While I'm trying to work out who it might be, the bathroom door opens and then closes.

"Nina?" My heartbeat quickens.

"Paul," she whispers frantically.

"What's going on? And why are you whisper-" I begin, but before I can finish, the shower curtain opens and I turn to see Nina standing in the shower beside me.

My eyes go wide when my brain catches up with the situation. I stare nervously into her eyes.

Nina is still wearing her bra and panties.

"Wh-" I start again. She puts her finger to my mouth and looks into my eyes.

"Torrey's here," she mouths.

I raise my eyebrows in shock and freeze. I'm about to question her, but then I hear Torrey's voice booming through the hotel room. I can barely understand her over the pounding of the water (and my heart), but I can still make out a few words.

"Paul! Where..you? Called..no answer..message. Are..okay? Flight..cancelled..leave tomorrow..Paul?"

I notice that Nina's hands are on my chest. Somehow, my brain convinces my body to put my hands on her hips. I stand there silently, biting my bottom lip, resisting the urge to kiss her. Our heads inch closer and our foreheads skim lightly every time one of us moves. I close my eyes, and in a strange way, I can hear her heartbeat clearer than my own.

A smile tears at the corners of my mouth when our chests press together. Our hearts beat in unison, thumping like rabbit feet. I can feel myself about to give in to her as my lips hover over hers.

"Paul, are you in the shower?"

My eyes shoot open when I hear Torrey's voice echo through the bathroom. Nina's eyes burst open too, and we exchange a look of panic. I put my mouth to her ear and swallow.

"Just..stay..quiet."

She nods against my jaw, but I don't move my head from where it is.

"Yeah I'm in the shower, Torrey."

I move my head away from her so I'm not screaming in her ear, but Nina pulls me back.

"Stay," she whispers so low I barely hear her.

There's no need to answer. She knows that I'll stay next to her.

"Oh, well..do you want some company? I need a shower, too," she teases. She walks closer to the shower and takes hold of the the curtain.

I immediately grab the curtain and hold it closed. My heart is beating so fast it could pop out of my chest at any moment.

"Paul? Are you okay?"

"Yes. I-I'm fine. I just..I need to shower alone. I feel..really dirty," I answer. Nina giggles against my cheek.

She stifles her laugh quickly though, so Torrey doesn't notice.

"Oh, alright. I guess I'll see you on set, then," she sighs.

"See you there."

I move my face in front of Nina's and we exchange a smile before our lips meet.


After we're both positive Torrey is gone, we get out of the shower one after the other. Nina gets out before me and sighs at her now wet undergarments. I step out of the shower in a towel.

"What am I going to do? I don't have another bra or another pair of panties. And I can't wear them we," she whines, looking to me for help.

I laugh and turn to face her.

"Go without them."

"What a great idea! Why didn't I think of that?" she stifles a giggle before turning to me and giving my shoulder a slight shove.

"Hey, I'm here to help," I say. I rub her shoulders and move her hair behind her ears.

I lean in to kiss her and she meets me halfway. Her arms cling to my waist and I place my hands on her face.

"Paul?"

"Hmm?"

"When are we going to tell Ian and Torrey?"

I stop kissing her.

"What?" I pretend I don't hear her.

Because the truth is: I don't want to tell Ian or Torrey.

I don't want to tell anyone.

That may sound really bad, but I mean well. The last thing I want to do is hurt someone.

She gives me a longing and halfhearted smile.

"Now..why on earth would we tell them?"

I connect my lips to her neck.

"Because..we both know that this is what we want. But it still doesn't feel right if we have to-" she doesn't finish her argument, but instead moans as I tease her.

I stop kissing her for a second and, even though she can't see, I raise my eyebrow at her.

"If we have to..what, exactly?"

"Sneak around."

I move my face in front of her and smile.

"You're right," I sigh. "We should tell them."

She nods and gives me a quick peck on the lips.

"Then it's settled," she nods.

"We'll tell them today," I finish her sentence, smiling.

I hand her the discarded top and jeans on the floor, and slip on a new shirt from the dresser next to us. After she gets the clothes on, she puts her hand in mine and smiles.

"Let's go."

We walk outside the hotel hand in hand, but when we get to set, our hands break apart.


AN: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I know, I snuck another dream in there, but I just had to. Paul can't stop thinking about Nina, and then because he's such an amazing human being, he in turn feels bad about his impure thoughts and actions ;)

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