(OK, here is chapter 9. And, you guys have helped me decide that... I'm going to continue! Yeah! Now, here is chapter 9!)

Ashley's POV:

Opening my eyes, I looked at the white, mildewy, cracked ceiling, wondering where I was. I sat up to meet the sight of a decent hotel room. Not cheap, but not bogusly expensive. After sitting there evaluating the scenery, I got up and went into a tiny, but pristine, white, bathroom. Which was heaven sent, in my opinion.

Getting done with some neccessities, I realized that I was in someone's light baby blue sweat pants and light pink sweatshirt. Where did I get these from? And who put them on? I shook my head banishing the thought to another place as I stepped into the warm shower. God bless the man who invented showers!

An Hour Later...

I stepped out of the shower and sighed in bliss. That was probably the best shower I've ever had. I fumbled around in the steam looking for a towel. After a few minutes, I felt the soft furriness of the cloth and wrapped it around me. I had my hand around the door knob when I realized I didn't bring one in with me. Frozen, I heard shuffling in the other room. And that was when my heart started racing. Reacting on instinct, I locked the door and backed up into the shower and closed the curtains. Then, I waited. I waited and listened as the door creaked open, cursing the cheap ass door knob, and as the person walked up to the shower curtain. I pressed myself up against the wall and prepared to leap on the guy or girl. I watched as a hand slowly opened the curtain. To reveal a confused looking Tomas. I sighed in relief and sank to the ground.

"What is going on Ashley? Is something wrong?" I shook my head weakly and smiled, "You scared me to death Tomas!" He grinned evilly and I stuck my tongue ou at him. He laughed, "And I thought you could come up with something better." I laughed, "I could, but I don't want to." He bent down and picked me up bridal style before I could blink, and protest, and carried me out. He let me go gently and my feet hit the ground with a soft thump.

I turned to go find some clothes but he grabbed my hand and turned me to face him. I looked up and said teasingly, "What would you like of me, Master?" He smiled and bent his head and whispered, "Just you, and this," then, he brought his lips to mine.

To say I liked it, would be an understatement. I felt my heart race again, and my blood became fires in my veins. I felt him smile, and suddenly I was pressed against the wall, with him still kissing me. I smiled, and then I was slammed into the memory of my honeymoon with Roger. I shivered as I remembered that nigt. When I came back o reality, I stopped my lips and turned to the side.

Confused, Tomas moved his mouth to my ear and whispered, "What is wrong?" I started crying, and whispered back, "I can't do this Tomas. It is an insult to Roger. I just can't." He pondered about my words for a minute before he picked me back up and took us to the queen sized bed. Afterhe laid me down, he climbed in and hugged me into his side.

"Ashley, love, listen to me," I looked up and got a peck on the lips before he continued, "Do you think he would approve wih you being unhappy? Especially with your child on the way?" I turned my head away and whispered, "No."

"Do you think he would want you to move on and find the right guy to raise your child with you?"

"Yes."

"Well, then, what is wrong?"

I looked at him and thought about it.

He is right you know.

I know.

The what IS wrong? I mean, he is like the perfect man to live with forever and hae kids with... if that is possible.

Yeah, but-

No buts. Your in love with him, and don't you try to say your not.

I stiffened for a minute before my logical side went,

Your just scared that he'll leave too, aren't you?

I looked away, again, as I realized I was scared of him leaving. I whispered, "I'm scared," his face became a mask of worry and he said, "Of what?"

"Of being left alone in this world. Of losing people I love. Of losing you," that last part came out as a tiny, breathless whisper, but I knew he heard it. Tomas looked down at me with his green eyes blazing and said fiercely, "I'll never leave you. Never in my entire existence." My heart gave a giant throb and I brought his lips to mine. With a gasp of surprise, he kissed me back.

The feelings from before, except for the fear and the guilt, came back ten fold. I gasped and him explore my mouth expertly. I became water and he whispered, "I love you, my angel," as I was surrounded in pleasure. But, before I succumbed to my senses, I whispered back, "I love you too." And then, I was, in a mental sense, dead from the world.

(AN: Chapter 9 is done and over, I know. I think this a little bit more mature, and I also wonder how it got into my little 13 year old head, but those are questions I'll save for later. Thanks for reading this, I hope you review!

Twi :D)