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Chapter 12

This time it was Bobby's turn to watch Bambi.

He couldn't quite wrap his head around everything that had happened between them the other day. After rehearsal, he had gone to change and returned to find that she had left already. When he got back to the hotel, he knocked on her door, but she pretended to be asleep. They both knew that wasn't true though. Bobby made sure to wake up extra early in the hopes of ambushing her, but she was one step ahead of him with a note on her door informing him that she'd gone out for breakfast with Nikki.

But she couldn't avoid him forever. They worked together and there was plenty of downtime when he could talk to her about what had almost happened.

Clearly she regretted it.

He couldn't blame her. He knew that she was in love with someone else when he went over to her the other day and he honestly didn't know what he expected from their little tickle fight. He knew Bambi well enough to know where that would lead.

She was cranky when she was tired, so he expected that she'd be irritated when he went over and picked her up. He also knew that he hated when she was irritated with him so he'd probably do anything to cheer her up. Knowing how ticklish she was, it didn't take an Einstein to predict that he'd tickle her and they'd get close.

He'd probably put himself in that position subconsciously on purpose.

But why?

He was in love with Georgia, right? At least, he was supposed to be. So why would he be subconsciously putting himself in positions where he'd want to kiss Bambi.

Because if he was being honest, that was what he wanted to do. He wanted grab Bambi and pull her into a scorching kiss that would leave the two of them breathless.

But he couldn't. She wasn't interested and he didn't want to ruin their friendship. And even if she was interested in him, it wouldn't be fair of him to start something with her when he was so confused about his feelings for Georgia.

So, he was going to salvage their friendship and address what had happened. Hopefully, they could put it behind them and it might give him some insight in regards to his confused feelings.

So he watched her from the corner of his eye, looking for her to go off on her own so that he could pull her somewhere private for them to talk.

After what felt like forever, he finally noticed her into the wings. Not wanting to miss his chance, he abruptly dismissed himself from being fitted again and followed where she led.

When he finally spotted her attempting to walk into the girls' dressing room, he grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

She let out a surprised yelp and turned to face him, her face a mask of surprise. When she realized it was him, her expression became nervous. Why was she nervous?

Before she could excuse herself, Bobby stated, "We need to talk."

Detecting his seriousness, Bambi gulped and nodded, allowing him to pull her through the theater into an empty room.

After ushering her inside, Bobby shut the door behind him and began, "So about yesterday…"

He paused, hoping that she would take the lead. She looked down at her feet sheepishly, steadily avoiding his eyes. She was definitely making this difficult. It was like she was deliberately making herself impossible to read.

Sighing, he continued, "I know that I was out of line and you have every right to be mad at me or feel uncomfortable around me," her eyes shot up and captured mine, the shock in them causing me to pause momentarily, "and uhm I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I pretty much just forced a moment between us that you clearly weren't happy with and-"

"Were you?" she interrupted, a sense of urgency behind her words.

"W-what?" he stammered, not sure if he was understanding her question.

She stood up straight and took a tentative step towards Bobby before answering, "Well, you keep putting this on me. It made me uncomfortable. I should be mad. I wasn't happy. You didn't force a moment. It happened and we both caused it. Did it make you uncomfortable? Were you happy with it?"

His eyes widened in shock. Bambi was being so direct and Bobby wasn't sure what to tell her. Siding with the honest approach, he replied, "Uhm it didn't make me uncomfortable really. And well, I mean yes and no."

She cocked an eyebrow at him, urging him to explain his vague answer. He complied and, with a sigh, explained, "Well, I liked the moment, when it was happening, but I wasn't super happy with the ending."

"Oh," she replied simply, but Bobby could tell she was confused by the way her eyebrows knit together.

"What? What do you want to ask?"

"Well, why did you like the moment? Why did we even have a moment? You're in love with Georgia."

He sucked in a breath and grimaced, knowing that he'd have to tell her his confusion in regards to Georgia.

"I mean, I guess. I think I'm in love with Georgia."

Taking another step towards him, Bambi asked, as if irritated by his answer, "You think you're in love with Georgia? Shouldn't you know?"

"I don't know! Clearly, if I knew I wouldn't be so confused," he exclaimed, exasperated by the fact that he'd been asking himself the same question for days.

"What's got you so confused?"

He ran a hand down his face and, before he could stop himself, blurted, "You! Jesus Christ. It's you!"

He heard her breath hitch and her mouth opened as if to form a question, but before the words left her lips, he continued, "I've got all these feelings for you! I can't sleep if I don't think you're sleeping. I go out of my way to get you to stay with me every night because I love waking up with you next to me! If you're upset, I literally spend all day trying to make you smile or laugh. God, your laugh is like the best thing in the world. When you're not there, I'm freaked out and when you are, I literally feel like there's this pressure that's been lifted off of me. And all day I have been thinking about those stupid, gorgeous lips that I really shouldn't be kissing!"

He'd started pacing during his rant, and at the end of it, he'd angrily braced his hands on one of the tables, looking down. They stayed like that for a moment, Bambi in a stunned silence and Bobby fuming over a table, before Bobby looked up at her and murmured, "And there's Georgia. And I don't know what to do."

They maintained some intense eye contact for a few minutes before Bobby's gaze flickered down to her lips.

He let out a frustrated sigh and exclaimed, "Oh fuck it."

In two long strides he was in front of Bambi, one hand on the base of her neck and the other on the small of her back, pulling her into that scorching kiss he'd daydreamed about.

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