Trish struggled to adjust her eyes against the harsh glare of the sun piercing through the window. She reached her hand over her eyes and let out a frustrated moan. She actually had off today and was determined to not get up until absolutely necessary. She had plans to go shopping with Dawn but that wasn't until later. She could be lazy for the majority of the morning, getting up only to used the bathroom and receive room service. She closed her eyes and smiled as she felt someone's breath tickle the side of her neck. She giggled softly as the person grabbed a hold of her tiny waist a little tighter. Trish turned her head slightly to admire the handsome features of the man beside her. From his wrinkle-free skin to his manly bone structure, Trish was sure he had to be the most beautiful man she had ever seen. Although Trish wished he would have never cut his hair, just so she would be able to run her hands through his silky golden locks just once. Trish was so busy studying his features that she never noticed that he had opened his eyes and was now staring intently at her. Trish let her eyes roam over his hair down his cheek and finally resting on the most gorgeous set of blue eyes she ever seen. The pair just stared at one another, blue orbs meeting hazel.

Last night had been more than Trish could have ever imagined. Granted, she had no intentions of taking Chris back up to her room but she needed to feel him on top of her and take in his masculine scent. She had almost forgotten what it felt like to be beautiful and wanted. Sex with Ron had become something that was mandatory in their relationship as of late. Gone were the days of lovemaking and cuddling. Those days had been replaced with quick sessions of need as opposed to desire. Last night was the first time in a long time that Trish felt desired. The mere touch of Chris's fingertips on her flesh sent shivers down her spine. The gentle way that he caressed her face and kissed her lips brought tears to her eyes. The soft way that their bodies moved together in a state of passion was enough to send Trish over the edge. They laid together afterwards allowing their bodies to become in sync with one another.

Trish offered a small smile to Chris as she wrapped her tiny hand around his waist as if to pull him closet. She laid her head on his chest and sighed with relief as his fingers made circles on the small of her back.

"Mornin'" Chris whispered as if speaking loudly would break the mood.

"Mornin'" Trish whispered back. Neither one said anything, they both just allowed each other to relish in the moment.

After a half an hour, panic started to kick in. What had they done? What would they do next? What was going on? She knew that the feelings that she held for Chris went far beyond the bedroom, but what was she going to do now? This wasn't the movies; they both had lives that they needed to still live. Were they going to leave their spouses and deal with the ridicule of being together? Or were they just going chalk it up to an amazing night and go back home to their spouses? It may not be what they wanted but maybe it's what they needed,

"What's wrong?" Chris softly asked as he hooked a finger under her chin, forcing her to look at him.

"How do you know something is wrong?"

"Your body tensed up."

Trish let out a heavy sigh as she stood up, shielding her naked body with a sheet as if to protect her heart.

"I don't want this feeling to end. I want to stay here in this bed with you for as long as I can but we both know that's not possible. What do we do?" Trish looked down at Chris and fought the urge to cry. She wanted nothing more than just throw caution to the wind and run away with him. She jumped a little as Chris sat up beside her and wrapped his arms around her, leaving little kisses on her temple.

"I can't bear the thought of finding something so incredible and letting it slip away. You get me Trish and you make me feel like I'm not pissing my life away following my dreams. That's not something I take lightly. I can't pretend to be happy with someone else when I KNOW I can be happy with you." Trish captured Chris's lips with her own and bit back a moan as she released. Chris looked deep into her eyes searching for any form of doubt.

"I do have a question for you though."

"What's that?"

Chris played with the massive wedding band on Trish's finger. "Are you ready to let go?"

Adam drove like his life depended on it. In some ways, he thought that it just might. To say that he was surprised to hear Dawn Marie's voice was an understatement. He didn't really understand the phone call but it was enough to beg Vince for a couple of days off and have Randy drop him off at the airport. He boarded the next plane to Toronto and now he was driving, trying to get a hold of Chris to see where she was staying. He couldn't explain why he was there or what he was going to do. But something in his gut told him that he needed to find Dawn and soon. Reaching in the console, he grabbed his cell phone and moved down the contact list to call his best friend.

"Hello?" Jay answered as he yawned into the phone.

"Dude, it's me. Listen, are you still in Toronto?"

Jay nodded as if Adam could see him. "Yeah man. I'm here for about four more days or so. Why? What's up?"

"The strangest thing happened last night. You will never believe who called me. Dawn."

Jay smiled at Adam's announcement. After him and Dawn had talked earlier, he was really hoping that she would finally break down and tell Adam the truth.

"What did she say?"

Adam beeped his car horn at the truck in front of him. "She just kept saying that she was sorry and that she hoped I was happy. I mean, what the fuck is that shit?"

Jay slightly cringed. When will this girl stop running? "I don't know man. Where are you at now?"

"On my way to your hotel."

Jay bolted up from his spot on the bed. "What? Why?"

"I don't know man. Something is in my gut is telling me I need to be there. Please, Jay tell me she's still there?"

Jay sighed. He didn't know how involved he should be getting. In the end, it's Dawn's place to tell Adam. On the other hand Jay wanted his friends to be happy and Adam had a right to know.

"Jay? You still there man?"

"Yeah I'm here. She's still here. She's in room 8542."

"Thanks man. I owe you." With that, Adam hung up the phone and continued to drive.