Suddenly she is awaked to what is happening and pushes back, wiping her lips as if she had just tasted poison.

Chloe: Brady! What, what…what are you doing? (She asks as she once again putting her knees against her as a protective shield)

Brady: I'm…uhh…sorry; I thought you wanted that too…(as his voice faded while looking into the burning embers)

Chloe: (Realizing his discomfort she places her hand on his arm and gives him a small smile) Look I'm sorry. I just so baffled right now. These past few days, or weeks for that matter have been so confusing and the truth is I'm not even sure what just happened.

Brady: (with an astonished look…how could she NOT realize what I just felt, what I thought we both felt) Well Chloe, (looking deep into her eyes) what happened was…(inching closer to her at a slow pace as not to alarm her again) was this (and he gives her a small kiss on the lips)

He looks up at her eyes, which seem to have a frightful look in them…he is staring into them with his hand covering her small, delicate, hand when suddenly…

Philip: What is this? (Becoming more upset and walking toward Brady and Chloe) Brady, what are you doing, ALONE, at a fire on the beach with MY girl? Chloe, did he touch you?

Chloe: (Taking her eyes away from Brady's gaze) umm no Philip of course not. He just came to tell me that you were ok and coming out of the hospital. He came to get me so that I could greet you when you returned to the hotel.

Brady: (looking up from an unknown gaze) umm yeah Phil. I knew she would want to see you. (Gives Chloe a long, hard look that shows pain in his eyes)

Philip: Thanks man! Chloe I heard you were here so I came to get you. (Reaches out for her hand with a huge grin) Lets go. Brady you coming?

Brady: No thanks. I'll stay and put out the fire.

Chloe: Ok Brady, bye (she looks down at him longingly with a certain sadness in her eyes and then turns to Philip who already has his arms waiting) Lets go Philip.

As Philip and Chloe walk arm in arm down the desolate beach Brady remains staring into the fire as if it is the most interesting thing in the world.

Brady sits knees bent with his shoulders hunched over and he lets out a deep sigh. 'If only Uncle Phil hadn't come. I felt something between us. I saw the look in her eyes, a look of fear. The look of fear is because she knows that what happened between us was a special connection, something she and Philip don't have. She pulled away, not because she didn't want to share their moment, but because she was afraid. Afraid to let anyone in. With Philip it was easy. She didn't have to think and most of all she didn't have to use her heart to guide her. I'll be damned if I'm going to let her walk away from him like that. After that kiss I know, I just KNOW that she has to feel something for me.'

Chloe was with Philip physically but her mind was still back on the beach, back to where Brady had kissed, not once but twice, and opened her heart and her eyes. She had never felt that way so why was she so unwilling to realize that the feeling was worth exploring? She turned to Philip who was asleep in the limo and sighed. She guessed it wasn't meant to be. If it were she would have had the power to resist Philip, she would have stayed. She relaxed her head onto his shoulder and fell asleep too. 'This does feel good, being in Philips arms' she thought, and then with a whisper she said, "But not like Brady's"