I am usually very good at writing super long author notes but to spare everyone's time, I will keep it short and not go into all the turn of events that I have experienced.

I am terribly sorry for not posting for like 7 months.

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Oh, and there is some sexual content in this chapter.

Chapter 11

The alarm on Seth's cell phone went of at 3:35 a.m. causing him to stir out of his deep sleep. He looked around wondering where the sound was coming from and as he turned his half opened eyes around, he saw the corner of the room light up in different colors from the cell phone.

The sound of Ice, Ice, Baby, rang throughout the silence of the room. Seth smiled as he remembered that he had changed the ringtone on his phone over their small snowed-in stay at his home and Summer told him that it had been her favorite song back in highschool.

Vanilla Ice was so "not out".

He slowly got out of bed and made his way over to the phone and turned the alarm off.

Still having not seen the person lying next to him, he turned over on his side and saw a wide awake someone staring back at him.

He jumped a little in sock and saw Summer's cheek bones raise in signal that she was smiling. Even though the blanket just covered her nose, Seth knew she was smiling.

"Hi," she whispered.

"Hi," he whispered back.

"So, what's up?"

"So, what are you doing here?"

As he asked what she was doing here, Seth remembered that after Summer and him had shared so much the night before, he had forgotten that little comment that she made that crushed him.

Summer began getting up from the bed and heading towards the bedroom door without saying one word.

Seth looked up to her and said, "where are you going?"

"Seth, I think it would be better if we slept in different rooms tonight."

"Oh," the disappointment seethed off of his face, "I guess that's probably best."

"Yeah," she paused, "I guess. Night."

"... it was too quiet I couldn't sleep. I thought that maybe if I heard you breathing that it would put me to sleep because sometimes breathing helps me fall asleep, but it didn't. Im sorry, I should just go back to my room now..." Summer continued to ramble on.

"No, no," he grabbed her arm as she sat up, "don't go yet."

"Yet?" she tried to playfully ask but it came off more scared.

"At least not tonight."

She looked at him and laid back down on the bed.

"Can I ask a favor?"

"Sure, anything," she said back.

"You can't always be so vulnerable around me. You know I won't hurt you."

"I'm fine Seth, not vulnerable."

"You don't always have to be so hard."

"I wish you could be comfortable around me."

"I am!" she explained, sitting up.

"What. You think having sex with me makes this whole situation more comfortable?!" he spat.

"I needed that last night. So did you. It meant nothing!"

Summer covered her mouth after those words came out.

"I didn't mean that-" she trued to explain.

"You've said everything you've needed to say. I can see now that I was just an easy fuck. Got it. No need to explain. No need to make excuses. You can go back to the other room now."

"Seth, I didn't-"

"Don't try and cover it up. It's already out there."

"I'm not going to try and cover something up that I didn't mean."

"Oh really? I don't even want to hear an explanation about what you meant, so don't attempt to try and pull one out."

"I'm not going to try and do anything. I'm going to tell you."

"Go."

"Excuse me?"

"I said go. Talk."

"I just meant that I am not really sure what to think about this whole thing. I mean, I come here on vacation with my boyfriend, and end up leaving him after I found out he's cheating on me. Then in the process of all of this, I meet you. This totally laid-back person who has consumed my thoughts for the past week. One week, Seth. It's just happening so fast and I have no idea what to think about any of it. And then I'm also trying to hold myself together..."

"You need to worry about you. Not me. Not Matt. You."

"I can't only worry about me."

"Yes you can."

"Alright, fine," she said, just agreeing with him so that he would stop pushing her into something

that she knew she couldn't do.

Summer knew that this whole situation was fucked up.But she also knew that she liked this situation.

The feeling that she had right now was one that she never thought she would have. Living on the side of a mountain with a boy that she had known for a week was something that could not have sounded any better to her.

"I think it's time for you to go back to California."

"I don't want to."

"You need to.."

"We are both going through things right now," Summer said, "but we can work them out. I can stay here with you! I want to stay here with you. I've been thinking about it a lot and this is what I want."

"Why does everything have to be so complicated?" Seth wondered aloud.

Their eyes locked and they both stared into the depths of each other, trying to find some ray of light that would lead them wherever they were destined to go.

Maybe they were destined for each other. Or maybe it was just each other that would bring them to find what they were actually searching for.

Neither knew the answer to what they were searching for, so Summer just laid her head down in

Seth's lap and looked up at his chin. He was still looking forward but then looked down.

"That still was not a good enough answer," he said, smiling down at her.

"Shut up," she said, reaching her arm up, putting it on the top of his head and pulling it down,

kissing him.

He kissed back with as much passion as he could muster. He pulled away briefly and looked

forward again.

Summer sat up in his lap, wrapped her arms around his shoulders and whispered in his ear, "hey, what's wrong."

"You just confuse the hell out of me."

She kissed him again, "no I don't."

"Yeah, you do," he said against her lips.

"You like the confusion. I do too," she hiked herself up, straddling him, kneeling up, her arms reaching for the top of the headboard that he was currently sitting up against.

Leaning down again into his ear, she put on her most sultry tone, "you want me."

She started rocking her hips when he placed his hands on them.

"No I don't."

"You're confusing me, Cohen," the sultry tone came out playful to her, but so tempting to him.

He moved his head down to her neck and started to massage her collarbone with his lips. She cocked her head up and moaned.

"I don't want to confuse you anymore," his voice sounded like a child.

"That's what I thought," she smiled and continued rocking her hips, her chest in his face. She

looked over and the small fireplace in Seth's room.

The small fireplace flickered with the remaining fire that has been started the night before.

Just wanting to make him suffer for what she was doing to him, she reached down and lifted her shirt off.

It was basically already off with the way Seth had been playing with it for the past ten minutes, so she thought that she would finish the job.

"Why do you do this to me?" he groaned as he undid the drawstring on her pajama pants and inched them down.

As soon as he started this, she moved across him and walked out of the room, leaving him open-mouthed.

He looked at the clock next to his bed.

4:06.

Two minutes later, Summer poked her head back in the door.

"Not even going to come find me after all that?"

"No. Believe me, I was. I was going to give you about one more minute and if you weren't back here, I was going to come out and find you and fuck you on the nearest thing possible."

"Oh, really," she giggled.

"But, you know, since I don't mean anything to you..."

"You know that's not true..."

"I can never be positive," he said, cocking his eyebrow.

"I'm all yours."

"Excuse me?" he asked.

"Do whatever you want with me."

And that comment was the start to their 4 am encounter.

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The next morning came quickly and Summer woke up to a naked Seth laying on top of her in front of the fire place.

She wiggled out from under him, causing him to wake up as well.

"Uh, hi," he said.

She giggled, "hi."

"I have to get to work."

"We could act like we were still snowed in."

"We could do that.. But I have an eleven o'clock."

"You better not bring a hot girl back here when you're done. Well, hotter than me, which is, really, near impossible."

"I bet I could find one."

He got up and making his way to the bathroom, stubbing his toe against the bed post.

"Karma's a bitch, babe."

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Seth left his house twenty minutes later with a mug of coffee in hand and a slid his sunglasses on with the other, making his way to work.

Walking in, he looked at who is eleven o'clock was.

Olivia Cleary.

'Another new comer. Should be fun.' he thought.

A blast from the past never hurt anyone, now did it?

I know, I know. Shortest chapter I have ever written. Most of you are probably thinking what was this chapter even put up for. Truth is, I am going to Aspen tomorrow (hehe, yahoo!) And I just wanted to get something put up for all of you. Despite the fact that this is one of the worst chapters that I have ever written (you could tell me differently, but I won't believe you), I just wanted to set up some definate drama that is coming next chapter. Can you guess?

Again, sorry for the length, but at least it's something right :)

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