A/N: Alright Sorry again for the late update… Yall know the story.. Anyhoww! Erin I have your one shot written for ya. I just need to type it up and get it going… Girl I got hot writing it. LOL! Anyways Liz is in this chapter and in the story from now on! HAVE FUN! LOL

Air. I needed air. I needed to breathe and be able to think straight. I decided to take a walk down the hall. Maybe I'll go get some ice or something. Then again, I don't exactly need ice…or have a bucket…you know, now that I think of it, I could put it in a plastic bag. That'll work. Wow. And to think sometimes I actually have intellectual thoughts.

"John?"

My body froze in mid step. That voice. It was so soft. So vulnerable…so sexy. I didn't want to turn around. I wasn't. I couldn't. My breathing increased. I had to keep walking. I had to get away. My steps were quicker, I was determined to get to the icemaker at the end of the hall.

"John?" The voice was a little louder. But not enough to sound harsh. Simply determined …sexy…I shook my head. No. "Please John," and that was it. That was all it took. I gave in. I stopped. I turned around.

I was determined not to be affected by her. I couldn't be. I had Randy…well…I think I had Randy. And he was all I needed. Yet I gasped. As much as I knew it was going to affect me, I wasn't expecting her to look that good. She looked gorgeous. Stunning. God…

"Hey," she smiled a small cute little smile and walked timidly towards me. I had a sudden urge to step back, keep the distance between us, but I didn't. I let her come close. "It's been a while,"

I nodded. I couldn't speak. My heart was in my throat. My mind was still in shock. Was it possible she got any hotter?

"You look good," she looked me over. Fuck, so do you.

"You too," wow. I could speak.

She smiled, more full, such a beautiful sexy smile…especially when it reached her eyes. I shook my head. Again. God, this is bad.

"How've you been?" She asked. So sweetly. Her strap fell off her shoulder and I tried to will my eyes not to look. But I did. I watched how she brushed her soft, creamy shoulder with her well-manicured nails and brought the white cloth back where it belonged. I swallowed. Was I getting hard? Fuck.

"Fine, you?"

"I'm…I'm okay," she nodded, "But I miss you," she spoke hopefully. Her eyebrows would raise slightly and she'd shift her weight from one foot to the other. She was nervous. She was being hopefully. Nervous.

I shouldn't know. It wasn't my place to be able to read her. Dammit.

"Has Paul spoken with you lately?"

I shook my head. He hadn't. Shawn had.

"So you have no idea why I'm here?" She laughed lightly. It sent a shiver down my spine.

I shook my head once more. That seemed to be working out fine.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so embarrassed. I feel so stupid," she covered her mouth with her delicate hand. The hand that could work me until I screamed…

"It's okay," it wasn't. It really wasn't. Shit.

"No no, this must look absurd. After everything…I'm sorry, I'm gonna…go," she turned, her blonde hair flipped over her shoulder with the motion.

I tried to stop myself. But I felt my hand reach out to stop her. I touched her shoulder lightly and felt a shock run through me. "Don't go, it's okay," my voice sounded inviting. I didn't want it to. That's not what I meant!

She turned and smiled. "Really? You sure?"

NO. No. Absolutely not. Get out of my life now! "Yeah, sure. We'll get you a room and everything. Don't worry about it," at least I made it clear she wasn't staying with me.

She nodded, catching my drift, "sure. Thank you,"

"No problem,"

"I really missed you," her eyes were mesmerizing

"I missed you too," I heard myself say. Shit! She smiled. I couldn't help but mirror it. This was going to be bad.

I practically ran to my room and locked the door behind me. I took a deep breath and let my head hit the door as I relaxed. Or at least tried to.

I needed Randy. I needed Randy now. He'd help me out. He'd help me forget her.

But he wasn't here.

My stomach knotted. How could this get any worse? The dull ache in my pit of my stomach reminded me. No. It couldn't get any worse.

I promised Randy I'd be there for him. That I'd wait for him. He trusted me. I couldn't betray his trust.

Elizabeth Even thinking her name got me even harder. I couldn't betray Randy's trust. I wouldn't. Would I?

I needed to get rid of my problem. It wasn't letting me think clearly. I walked to my bed and shed my clothing along the way. I slipped into the covers and wrapped my hand around my cock. I moaned loudly. God that felt good.

An image of Elizabeth fucking me with her mouth flashed in front of my eyes, making me moan again. My eyes flew open. Shit! Randy. Randy. I closed my eyes again and saw Randy doing the same. My hand moved quicker and my heart began to slam against my chest. Fuck Randy, yes.

It didn't take long. Watching images of Randy always got me quickly. I was almost there. Almost. God I needed this. So badly. Mmmm, fuck.

I opened my eyes to see Elizabeth instead of Randy. "Elizabeth," I moaned. So close.

But once I realized the name I said, I stopped. I was so close, but I stopped. I couldn't believe I had the strength too, I was practically shaking. I felt like I was going to cry. I needed my release so badly my vision was blurry. But I couldn't. I wouldn't. Not with Liz. With Randy Images of Randy! Only Randy. I closed my eyes but Liz remained in the same position.

"Fuck," I cursed in frustration. I felt my heart beat in my head. I was breathing so hard it hurt. I needed to come. Fuck, I was torturing myself.

I got up quickly and ran to the shower. Cold, freezing water.

It was cold, but not cold enough. I was still so hard. I couldn't get rid of it. I closed my eyes, pictures of Elizabeth blurred my vision.

I couldn't.

My hand reached for my hardon once more.

I can't.

I held it tightly, moaning.

I won't.

My hand began to move slowly.

Not with Liz.

I stroked myself harder, in need of release.

She hurt me.

I moaned.

She'll hurt me again.

I moved faster. I was so close.

I don't want to be hurt.

I was there.

I don't want to hurt Randy.

"Oh God!" I hit my impending orgasm with a strangled cry.

I don't want to hurt Randy.