I was driving to the airport for what seemed like hours but it had only been twenty minutes. As the driver went through town, I saw a familiar face, one that I had to immediantly stop for. "Stop the car" I demanded. The driver stopped and I got out of the car as quick as I could. "Andrew"

Andrew stopped walking and turned to look at me. "Sonny" he came over and hugged me then looked at the stopped car that was waiting for me. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going home" I said with a bit of saddness to my voice. "I think I've had enough of Ireland..."

Andrew shook his head "No one ever has enough of Ireland love."

I nodded and looked at him "Well I better go, I just wanted to say goodbye before I left." I turned to leave but Andrew stopped me before I could reach the door of the car. "What?" I asked.

"You can't go without having one last drink." he smiled

I thought about it and agreed that one more drink was a good way to formaly say goodbye to Ireland because even though I suffered heartache here, it didn't change the fact that Ireland was absolutly breathtaking. Andrew walked over to the driver and told him we wouldn't be long and invited him to have a drink with us too, but he declined. Andrew led me into the pub and immediantly ordered a drink. "So what's the real reason you're leaving?"

I shook my head "It's Chad thing. It's complicated...He's complicated..."

"I've got time to hear your story."

I told Andrew the whole story from beginning to end. From our therapist sending us out here to the girl visiting us at the house holding Chad's boxers. Andrew sat and drank and drank listening to the story. By the end of it, we were pretty drunk and I realized just how late it really was, I had missed my flight.

"There might be another flight in the morning..." Andrew said "Till then you can stay with me for the night..."

"With you?" I asked

Andrew smiled "I feel sort of responsible for you missing your flight."

I smiled and looked away "If I had wanted to leave I would have left. Having a drink with you and talking was worth missing the flight."

Andrew smiled, grabbed my bag, and we began walking to his house which was only about a block away. As we walked we talked too about everything. He told me some stories about his family, like how his dad died when he was six and how his mom moved to Spain with her second husband Roland. He also told me about his sister and how they were very close even though she moved to Spain with their mom. He told me they were twins, well fraternal twins, and that they actually looked nothing alike. We finally arrived at his house which was small but at the same time homey and cute. He lived alone so I didn't expect a three story mansion or anything.

"You can sleep in the extra bedroom" he said as he led me through a narrow hall and into a room with cream colored carpets and blue walls. It was a small room but it was cozy and tidy, just like I like it. "I know it's a bit small but-"

"No, no it's perfect" I smiled at him and walked into the room and sat on the bed. "How long have you lived here?"

"About two years now" he sat down on the bed beside me. "It's not much but it's home."

I turned to look him in his beautiful eyes "I think it's amazing."

Andrew got closer to me and soon his face was inches from mine. Suddenly his hand was on my cheek and his eyes were focused on nothing but me. "I think you are amazing." Then his cool breath was on my neck and his lips were leaving a tiny trail from my throat to my ear. I wanted to kiss him, no I wanted to do more than kiss him. I wanted his body to be hovering over mine, kissing every inch of my body and letting his hands roam as they pleased. I wanted him so bad, but I didn't want him at the same time. I thought he was attractive...but that was all I thought of him. I didn't connect with him the way I did with Chad and I did have that physical attraction but not the same one as I had with Chad. I turned my face away from Andrew.

"What is it?"

What could I tell him? "I want you but not as much as I want Chad" didn't seem like it would be a good enough explanation and an unfair one. Andrew had been there for me and he didn't deserve a girl who leads him on but I just didn't feel for him what I felt with my husband. I know if I had sex with Andrew it would be memorable but not in the way I want it to be.

"I'm really tired, do you mind if I just go to bed?"

Andrew looked at me a little dumbfounded I had turned him down but soon snapped out of it. "Yes, of course." he got up and walked to the door. "Good night Sonny" then he shut the door behind him.

I looked at the door and the first thing on my mind was Chad and wondering how he was doing. "Good night Chad" I whispered. I kicked off my shoes and curled into a little ball under the blankets and tried to convince myself that what I was doing was the right thing.