He slammed the door upstairs shut and dropped her onto the bed.

She fumbled with the buttons on his shirt and once it was undone, she yanked him down closer and pushed his shirt down his arms.

He let go of her for long enough to push the shirt off. Meeting her hands at the bottom of his under shirt, he pulled it over his head.

Electricity shot through his body when she grabbed his chest.

He kissed her neck and unzipped her dress. "Let's get you outta that, darling," he whispered, gasping.

She shivered at his warm breath on her neck. She arched her back, allowing him to pull her dress down her body. The dress slipped down to her ankles and he ran his hands back up her legs, over her stomach and to the edges of her breasts.

She grabbed his neck and pulled his face down to hers. "Kiss me..." she moaned.

He did as he was told and practically shoved his tongue down her throat.

She ran her hands down his chest, but they were stopped by his pants. She tried to unbuckle the belt, but was held back by her moaning and gasping. "God, Cal..." she whispered as he tore her bra off, allowing himself more freedom.

She jumped and almost dug her nails into his arms when he grabbed her. "Ouch, love... don't get to vicious here," he said, laughing.

"Cal stop," she whispered.

"What? Why?" He sat back, disappointed.

"I can't get your stupid belt off with you doing that."

He smiled and looked down at his pants. "Oh." He yanked the belt off and unbuttoned his pants, but she grabbed the edge of them and yanked them down his legs.

He kicked them off and threw them from the bed.

She grabbed the edge of his boxers, but he stopped kissing and looked at her. "Are you sure, love?"

"Yes, I'm sure," she gasped. "Dammit, Cal, why would you stop me?"

"That's a good question..." He ran his eyes down her body and then went back to her chest.

She took his chin and pulled his head up. "My eyes are here."

"Sorry," he mumbled. "Um... so..."

She raised an eyebrow and almost screamed when he quickly began kissing her again.

He straddled her and placed an arm on each side of her head.

She grabbed his chest, but slid her hands down and pulled his boxers down. She pulled her legs up and used her feet to push his boxers down his legs the rest of the way.

He grabbed the inside of her thigh, causing her to jump and run her hands into his hair.

He rolled over and ran his hands from the inside her knees up her thighs and over her black laced panties and rested his hands on her hips where he pulled her her down onto his body.

She jumped at the feeling of his bulge, forgetting that he was naked now.

She grinded her hips into his, causing him to open his mouth and openly groan. He ran his hands higher and into her hair.

.:.

He glanced over at their outfits from earlier that night. He then looked over at the sleeping Gillian. She was curled up in his arms, all vulnerable and naked. He eyed up her body and bit his lip, looking away from her.

He sat up a little bit, but was careful not to wake her.

He dropped his head against the headboard and sighed with a smile. He was such an idiot for cheating on her. She'd the most amazing woman in his life and he almost let it all slip away.

She woke up and started crying.

"Whoa, Gill, what's wrong?"

She pulled the blanket up over her shoulders and wiped tears from her face. "Oh my goodness, Cal."

"What? Why are you crying?"

She sniffled and turned, burying her face in his chest. "Cal..."

"What?" He slipped down and held her face. "What's wrong?" He wiped a tear away with a thumb and smiled at her. "I'm right here, darling."

"Alec..." she whispered.

"What about Alec?"

"I hate him..." She shook her head and took a deep breath.

He chuckled and said, "That's no reason to cry."

"I'm a failure."

"No... No, no, no..." He held her head in his hands and frowned. "Gillian... no..."

He stared at the tears rolling down her face. Her perfect little face and the perfect little tears.

"Yes I am... I couldn't even keep Alec with me... and Alec's a damn idiot."

He laughed and said, "Yeah he is... and that's why you couldn'tkeep him. He's an idiot so he doesn't know what's good for him."

She smiled, causing his face to light up.

And there was the perfect little smile. "Gillian... he's an idiot... and you're perfect. There's nothing about you that doesn't totally make me go crazy."

She rolled her eyes and whispered, "I'm such a mess..."

"What?"

"I'm crying and we just... well, you know... I'm lucky to have you and I'm a freaking wimp. Screw Alec... We're done with him."

Cal smiled and nodded. "Yes ma'am... we're done with him."

She returned the smiled and ran her finger over his chest. "Thank you..."

"You have a beautiful smile..." he whispered.

She frowned and asked, "Where did that come from?"

"You were smiling... it was very exciting."

She laughed and said, "Well, that's a little weird."

She kissed him lightly and he started making a mental list of what he loved about her.

Her lips. Her smile. Her body. Her laugh. Her cry. Her eyes. Her hands. Her walk. Her angry tone. Her happy tone. Her warning tone. Her excited tone. Her everything.

He brushed her hair from her face and whispered, "I love you, Gill. I'm sorry for being an idiot."

Ain't Nothing 'Bout You by Brooks and Dunn (You're going to hate the next chapter.)