Chapter Two
(JANET JACKSON LYRICS)
"Every Time"
I'm afraid I'm starting to feel
What I said I would not do
The last time really hurt me
[BRIDGE:]
I'm scared to fall in love
Afraid to love so fast
Cuz every time I fall in love
It seems to never last
[CHORUS:]
But every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
Cuz every time I see your face
My heart does begin to race every time
"What are you doing here Alison?" Jack questioned in a slurred tone as he tried to stand up straighter, anything to keep her from seeing just how lost he was in his self destruction. He pressed his weight against the bar trying to steady himself, but he failed miserably as he nearly landed himself on the floor.
Alison stepped forward her eyes widening as she watched him pull himself up by holding on to a bar stool. Shaking her head in disapproval, she approached him extending her arm to help him up, "Come on Jack."
"No," he shook his head stammering a bit, "no I can do it on my own. I don't need you or your help."
"It doesn't look that way to me," Alison frowned harshly as she reached out to him, "come on Jack Let me help you."
"Alison," he began meeting her eyes before sighing and accepting her arm, "fine. I'll let you help, but don't think it's because I want you to."
"No heaven be it for Jack Ramsey to want anything from me, right?" she asked an air of frustration in her tone, "I mean it's not like we're friends or anything."
"Not anymore," he shook his head feeling the swell of the alcohol taking over him as he looked at her, "speaking of us not being friends, why are you here?"
"Because you stupid, stubborn man despite the fact that you were rude, very rude in fact to me, I couldn't just let you leave town without explaining things to you so that you'd see what was going on and...."
"Save it," he cut her off dismissively as he raised his hand in the air, "I know all I need to know. You are in love with Rafe despite the fact the man treats you like his own personal doormat and you just continue to take it. I know the drill. You don't have to remind me over and over again. I get it by now."
"I don't think you do, Jack, but then again I don't think you're going to get it when you're like this," Alison shook her head disapproving, "I mean look at you. You're a complete mess and how much have you been drinking?" she reached for an empty bottle that had fallen on the floor. She shook it in her hand before frowning, "what's this all about?"
"It's about party time on the island," Jack offered up in a lazy tone as his head was swimming with the buzz of the alcohol, "it's about living it up here with my brother while you're chasing after Rafe Kovich in Port Charles."
"There are things about Rafe that you don't understand," Alison reminded him again.
"One of them being why in the world you want to be with him after all he's done to you. For god's sake Alison, he's married to Livvie," Jack shook his head as he regained enough of his balance to cross the room, "what more proof do you need that the man isn't worth your time?"
"Rafe doesn't realize what's really happening," Alison objected watching her friend turn away from her, "Jack, there's a lot you don't know."
"Then enlighten me," He urged plopping down on the sofa as he patted the seat beside him, "tell me all about the wonderful Rafe."
"Well first of all I can hear that sarcasm in your voice and there's no way to carry on a conversation with you when you're drunk and grumpy. You aren't a fun drunk Jack Ramsey."
"And you aren't a fun date when you're whining about Rafe," Jack sighed leaning his head back on the top of the sofa with a sigh, "you're not nearly the woman I enjoy spending so much time with when you're worried about him."
"Well let's just forget about Rafe right now," Alison urged finally taking the moment to walk up to him taking a seat beside him, "clearly you're not going to move an inch on this subject."
"Why should I?" Jack challenged meeting her gaze.
"Because there are things that you...." she began.
"Don't know," Jack rolled his eyes, "yeah Ali I get it. I don't know all about the virtues of Rafe Kovich, but here's a news flash for you, I don't want to know either."
"Jack, listen to me. I know that you're upset with me, but forget about Rafe for a moment and let's discuss what you said to me back in the Recovery Room the other day."
"I don't quite recall what that was," he shrugged, "but I'm sure it wasn't nearly important enough for you to leave Rafe behind and come to Bermuda. Come to think of it, what are you doing in Bermuda anyways? You never did answer that question."
"I came to see you," Alison blurted out in frustration.
"Why?"
"What do you mean why?"
"It's exactly what I asked. Why did you come here to see me Ali?"
"Because despite the fact you're a jerk, you're my friend, Jack Ramsey."
"That's a purely subjective word," Jack rolled his eyes, "I thought we already established that our friendship isn't nearly as important as Rafe."
"Jack, you don't understand what's going on and I wouldn't expect you to either. As for Rafe, well that's something in itself that I need to deal with."
"Something you'd rather not have me discuss with you," Jack eyed her intently.
"For the moment yes, but like I said right now isn't about talking about Rafe," she tried to stay on the point as she spoke with him, "it's about you and me."
"There is no you and me, or have you forgotten that Alison?"
"Jack, of course there is a you and me," Alison argued with him, "you are my best friend in this world. I love you for that and you can't just shut me out."
"I wasn't the one who started shutting people out," He pointed out smugly, "you did it when you chose to dump on me about Rafe."
"That's what friends do, Jack," Alison reminded him with a sigh, "they talk to one another, share what's going on in their lives and try to help one another."
"So I hear," Jack groaned as his vision seemed to blur a bit due to the alcohol's lingering effects.
"Jack, please look at me when I speak to you," Alison reached out to touch his face turning him to meet her gaze, "you are my best friend and I don't want to lose you. I came here to Bermuda to prove that to you, but all I find is you drunk and impossible to be with."
"Chris didn't mind it much," Jack shrugged again.
"Chris is probably as toasted as you are right now. Chris probably wouldn't mind it much if I went around doing a strip tease for him right now. He'd probably be oblivious to what was going on."
"I wouldn't," Jack offered with a hint of a smile.
"Yes you would," Alison shook her head at him, "you would be so drunk it wouldn't even hit you."
"See now there's where you're wrong," he sat up straighter, "that might be just the thing to sober me up here."
"You wish," Alison laughed lightly as she noted the playful air behind his eyes.
"What if I said I did?" He questioned all teasing leaving his tone.
"I'd say you're pulling my leg and you're quite good at it," She answered keeping her eyes fixed upon his.
"Alison, what if I told you that I was very serious?" he asked leaning in towards her.
"About the strip tease, well you're out of luck because I'm so not doing it," Alison shook her head firmly, "it was just a figure of speaking if you will."
"I'm not talking about the strip tease, though it brings images to mind," he shook the thought, "I'm talking about us Alison."
"What about us?" She questioned noting the intensity behind his eyes as he leaned in towards her and she took in a breath feeling her pulse quicken at the nearness of him.
"What if I told you I don't want us to be friends?" He questioned in a whisper as he moved in towards her.
"I'd ask you why you wanted to give that all up," Alison confessed her voice a mere breath above her lips as he reached out to her cupping her cheek in his hand.
"What if I told you we wouldn't be giving it up? What if we would be adding to what we already have?" he asked bridging the distance between them as Alison felt his breath upon her face.
"I'd ask you how that would be possible," Alison answered not sure of what to do or say as she felt the seriousness in his voice. She felt his gentle touch against her skin and she closed her eyes leaning into his welcoming embrace.
"Alison, it could be very possible if you just open yourself up to the signs around us."
"Jack, I'm not good with signs. You should know that by now," she confessed opening her eyes once again to find him inches away from her as she drew in a breath feeling the warmth of him mingle with her.
"Then let me make this simple for you Alison," Jack urged as his fingers slipped into her hair drawing her closer to him, his lips a mere breath away from hers, "this sign will be easy to follow I hope. I was thinking instead of friendship we could move on to something like this," he confessed bridging the distance between them as his lips caressed hers in a soft, tender motion giving her a hint of the gentle kiss he'd been waiting to share with her since the moment she'd arrived at the pueblo. Now as he held her, he felt her give herself into the kiss as he thought of the love he'd shared for this beautiful woman, his best friend who meant more to him than life itself.
One half wants me to go
One half wants me to stay
I just get so all confused
I'm scared to fall in love
Afraid to love so fast
Cuz every time I fall in love
It seems to never last
I'm scared to fall in love
Afraid to love so fast
Cuz every time I fall in love
It seems to never last
But every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
Cuz every time I see your face
My heart does begin to race every time
"Eve, is it really you?" Chris questioned blinking once more as he held her beneath the moonlight, "are you really here?"
"I'm here. I'm alive, Ramsey," Eve explained squeezing him closer to her, "I shouldn't be here with you, but when I saw you earlier..."
"Wait a second. You saw me earlier?" Chris questioned looking into her deep brown eyes, "how is that possible?"
"Chris, there is a lot you don't know about me. Things that I wish you didn't have to find out like this, but I think maybe it's time you and I talked."
"I think that would be a good idea," Chris nodded as he felt the tide move in around them. He felt her lose her balance a bit as she fell forward into his arms. He felt the warmth of her breath upon the exposed part of his chest that had crept out of the darkened fabric of his button down shirt. Her chin lifted slightly as their eyes fixed on one another once again, "maybe we should start with how it is that you're alive here in my arms right now."
"Chris, I had no choice, but to do this," Eve answered painfully as she attempted to regain her balance once more only to stumble further into his arms.
"Whoa wait a second," Chris urged feeling the lightheadedness the alcohol brought on in him as he too stammered a bit finding himself knee deep in the blackened ocean, "Eve, we're not going to stay above water if you don't stand sti....." his words were for not as another wave crashed inward and he lost his balance falling back into the cool ocean with Eve in his arms as he went under.
The salt water began to surround Chris sweeping over his senses as Eve's warmth beside him vanished in the blink of an eye. He surfaced again searching the night for her before he realized she hadn't come up yet. He dove under again feeling a deep undercurrent tugging at him as he felt his body being thrust towards the shore. Chris found himself with a mouthful of saltwater as he crashed onto the beach coughing while wondering what twisted games his mind was playing with him. He let out a harsh cough hating that he'd slipped into a world of being delusional as he felt a hand pressed over his back gently.
"Chris, can you hear me? Chris, are you alright," he heard her speak out to him as he rolled onto his back seeing Eve above him, the moonlight surrounding her beautiful features gently as her damp hair pressed over her soft, pale skin. He reached out to her feeling the warmth of her skin to his touch as she placed her fingers over his cheek gently caressing him as a smile crept over her beautiful features, "You should've warned me you wanted to go for a swim."
"I had a few martinis along with a couple other things," Chris confessed sheepishly as he saw the amusement build behind her eyes.
"It wasn't long ago you'd bragged about how you could hold your alcohol you know," Eve shot him a pointed glance.
"Well a lot has changed since the last time I spent drinking with you," Chris admitted painfully as her soft white gown seemed to cling to her body offering up a hint of her curves beneath the fabric.
"So it has indeed," Eve nodded a sadness creeping over her features before she spoke up again, "there's a lot we need to discuss."
"I'd say so, but just seeing you here, feeling you like this," Chris placed his arms around her slender waist, "it makes me think I've completely lost my mind because there is no logical way this should be happening."
"Forget logic for five minutes Ramsey because in this situation, it won't do you any good," Eve admitted with a soft sigh as another wave crashed in causing her to topple forward onto him with a harsh movement.
Chris felt her fall upon him and as the water crashed over them, he shifted positions so that he was over her as the wave hit again striking harder than before. As the water made it's way back into the ocean, he looked down at her seeing the surprise in her eyes as he lay over her, his body reacting to the nearness of her in this instant as his heart pounded wildly, threatening to burst out of control as he held her.
"Chris, there is so much you need to know," Eve started again as his finger tips trailed over her full lips gently.
"Shh," he instructed in a soft whisper as he feared this would be a dream ending sooner than he'd ever imagined as he held her, "you don't have to explain right yet."
"But I do. You see...." she started as yet another sound roared from behind them.
"When I thought you'd died, when I thought I'd never see you again, it made me realize so many things Lambert," Chris confessed finding the weight of the moment hanging over him as his fingers brushed over her soft skin feeling the goose bumps forming on her otherwise flawless skin as a chill overcame her.
"I know," She began sensing his emotion as she eased her palm flat over his chest moving up over his shoulder to draw him nearer, "I was there at the memorial. I heard everything you said."
"Everything?" his eyes widened at the sudden revelation, "then you know?"
"Deep down I think I always knew, but I was a fool not to do or say anything about it," Eve admitted in a soft whisper as the water began to rush in over them. Seeing the surprise behind Chris' eyes she pulled him to her seizing his mouth in a desperate kiss full of longing and desire as the water rolled over them washing away the past as the night somehow brought to life the promise of something that not long ago felt as though it would never be.
I'm scared to fall in love
Afraid to love so fast
Cuz every time I fall in love
It seems to never last
But every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
Cuz every time I see your face
My heart does begin to race every time
It's every time
It's every time
Cuz. . .
Every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
Cuz every time I see your face
"Jack," Alison whispered his name drawing back from the kiss as she found herself breathless, "Jack, you can't mean that," she offered up turning away from him as if to shield herself from the way he'd made her feel. Just being this near to him did something to her, swirled her emotions up inside and she began to think of what had possessed her to come out to Bermuda to find him.
"Why can't I?" Jack questioned defensively as he felt her pull away from him. He watched her move off of the couch heading towards the window, "why can't I mean it Alison?"
"Because you're drunk. You don't know what you're saying right now and I can't trust that you mean any of this," Alison shook her head disbelieving.
"Alison, I mean every word I'm saying to you," Jack defended as her rose from the sofa bridging the distance between them, "I've been wanting to say it to you for so long, but because of your obsession with Rafe I haven't been able to do it."
"Jack," She spun around to face him finding him standing behind her so close she could reach out and embrace him if she'd wanted. She wrapped her arms around her body realizing just how much she wanted to as she met his desperate eyes, "just don't say it. Don't say something you don't mean."
"But I do," Jack insisted firmly, "I know I'm going to get burned, but with all that I am, I can't help but feel it. Drunk or not, I know I can't hide from how I feel I love you Alison Barrington and if you look deep within your heart you'll realize that you love me too."
Could it be that this will be the one that lasts?
The fear does start to erase every time
Oh could it be that this will be the one that lasts
For all my times
Ooh yeah
For all my times
(JANET JACKSON LYRICS)
"Every Time"
I'm afraid I'm starting to feel
What I said I would not do
The last time really hurt me
[BRIDGE:]
I'm scared to fall in love
Afraid to love so fast
Cuz every time I fall in love
It seems to never last
[CHORUS:]
But every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
Cuz every time I see your face
My heart does begin to race every time
"What are you doing here Alison?" Jack questioned in a slurred tone as he tried to stand up straighter, anything to keep her from seeing just how lost he was in his self destruction. He pressed his weight against the bar trying to steady himself, but he failed miserably as he nearly landed himself on the floor.
Alison stepped forward her eyes widening as she watched him pull himself up by holding on to a bar stool. Shaking her head in disapproval, she approached him extending her arm to help him up, "Come on Jack."
"No," he shook his head stammering a bit, "no I can do it on my own. I don't need you or your help."
"It doesn't look that way to me," Alison frowned harshly as she reached out to him, "come on Jack Let me help you."
"Alison," he began meeting her eyes before sighing and accepting her arm, "fine. I'll let you help, but don't think it's because I want you to."
"No heaven be it for Jack Ramsey to want anything from me, right?" she asked an air of frustration in her tone, "I mean it's not like we're friends or anything."
"Not anymore," he shook his head feeling the swell of the alcohol taking over him as he looked at her, "speaking of us not being friends, why are you here?"
"Because you stupid, stubborn man despite the fact that you were rude, very rude in fact to me, I couldn't just let you leave town without explaining things to you so that you'd see what was going on and...."
"Save it," he cut her off dismissively as he raised his hand in the air, "I know all I need to know. You are in love with Rafe despite the fact the man treats you like his own personal doormat and you just continue to take it. I know the drill. You don't have to remind me over and over again. I get it by now."
"I don't think you do, Jack, but then again I don't think you're going to get it when you're like this," Alison shook her head disapproving, "I mean look at you. You're a complete mess and how much have you been drinking?" she reached for an empty bottle that had fallen on the floor. She shook it in her hand before frowning, "what's this all about?"
"It's about party time on the island," Jack offered up in a lazy tone as his head was swimming with the buzz of the alcohol, "it's about living it up here with my brother while you're chasing after Rafe Kovich in Port Charles."
"There are things about Rafe that you don't understand," Alison reminded him again.
"One of them being why in the world you want to be with him after all he's done to you. For god's sake Alison, he's married to Livvie," Jack shook his head as he regained enough of his balance to cross the room, "what more proof do you need that the man isn't worth your time?"
"Rafe doesn't realize what's really happening," Alison objected watching her friend turn away from her, "Jack, there's a lot you don't know."
"Then enlighten me," He urged plopping down on the sofa as he patted the seat beside him, "tell me all about the wonderful Rafe."
"Well first of all I can hear that sarcasm in your voice and there's no way to carry on a conversation with you when you're drunk and grumpy. You aren't a fun drunk Jack Ramsey."
"And you aren't a fun date when you're whining about Rafe," Jack sighed leaning his head back on the top of the sofa with a sigh, "you're not nearly the woman I enjoy spending so much time with when you're worried about him."
"Well let's just forget about Rafe right now," Alison urged finally taking the moment to walk up to him taking a seat beside him, "clearly you're not going to move an inch on this subject."
"Why should I?" Jack challenged meeting her gaze.
"Because there are things that you...." she began.
"Don't know," Jack rolled his eyes, "yeah Ali I get it. I don't know all about the virtues of Rafe Kovich, but here's a news flash for you, I don't want to know either."
"Jack, listen to me. I know that you're upset with me, but forget about Rafe for a moment and let's discuss what you said to me back in the Recovery Room the other day."
"I don't quite recall what that was," he shrugged, "but I'm sure it wasn't nearly important enough for you to leave Rafe behind and come to Bermuda. Come to think of it, what are you doing in Bermuda anyways? You never did answer that question."
"I came to see you," Alison blurted out in frustration.
"Why?"
"What do you mean why?"
"It's exactly what I asked. Why did you come here to see me Ali?"
"Because despite the fact you're a jerk, you're my friend, Jack Ramsey."
"That's a purely subjective word," Jack rolled his eyes, "I thought we already established that our friendship isn't nearly as important as Rafe."
"Jack, you don't understand what's going on and I wouldn't expect you to either. As for Rafe, well that's something in itself that I need to deal with."
"Something you'd rather not have me discuss with you," Jack eyed her intently.
"For the moment yes, but like I said right now isn't about talking about Rafe," she tried to stay on the point as she spoke with him, "it's about you and me."
"There is no you and me, or have you forgotten that Alison?"
"Jack, of course there is a you and me," Alison argued with him, "you are my best friend in this world. I love you for that and you can't just shut me out."
"I wasn't the one who started shutting people out," He pointed out smugly, "you did it when you chose to dump on me about Rafe."
"That's what friends do, Jack," Alison reminded him with a sigh, "they talk to one another, share what's going on in their lives and try to help one another."
"So I hear," Jack groaned as his vision seemed to blur a bit due to the alcohol's lingering effects.
"Jack, please look at me when I speak to you," Alison reached out to touch his face turning him to meet her gaze, "you are my best friend and I don't want to lose you. I came here to Bermuda to prove that to you, but all I find is you drunk and impossible to be with."
"Chris didn't mind it much," Jack shrugged again.
"Chris is probably as toasted as you are right now. Chris probably wouldn't mind it much if I went around doing a strip tease for him right now. He'd probably be oblivious to what was going on."
"I wouldn't," Jack offered with a hint of a smile.
"Yes you would," Alison shook her head at him, "you would be so drunk it wouldn't even hit you."
"See now there's where you're wrong," he sat up straighter, "that might be just the thing to sober me up here."
"You wish," Alison laughed lightly as she noted the playful air behind his eyes.
"What if I said I did?" He questioned all teasing leaving his tone.
"I'd say you're pulling my leg and you're quite good at it," She answered keeping her eyes fixed upon his.
"Alison, what if I told you that I was very serious?" he asked leaning in towards her.
"About the strip tease, well you're out of luck because I'm so not doing it," Alison shook her head firmly, "it was just a figure of speaking if you will."
"I'm not talking about the strip tease, though it brings images to mind," he shook the thought, "I'm talking about us Alison."
"What about us?" She questioned noting the intensity behind his eyes as he leaned in towards her and she took in a breath feeling her pulse quicken at the nearness of him.
"What if I told you I don't want us to be friends?" He questioned in a whisper as he moved in towards her.
"I'd ask you why you wanted to give that all up," Alison confessed her voice a mere breath above her lips as he reached out to her cupping her cheek in his hand.
"What if I told you we wouldn't be giving it up? What if we would be adding to what we already have?" he asked bridging the distance between them as Alison felt his breath upon her face.
"I'd ask you how that would be possible," Alison answered not sure of what to do or say as she felt the seriousness in his voice. She felt his gentle touch against her skin and she closed her eyes leaning into his welcoming embrace.
"Alison, it could be very possible if you just open yourself up to the signs around us."
"Jack, I'm not good with signs. You should know that by now," she confessed opening her eyes once again to find him inches away from her as she drew in a breath feeling the warmth of him mingle with her.
"Then let me make this simple for you Alison," Jack urged as his fingers slipped into her hair drawing her closer to him, his lips a mere breath away from hers, "this sign will be easy to follow I hope. I was thinking instead of friendship we could move on to something like this," he confessed bridging the distance between them as his lips caressed hers in a soft, tender motion giving her a hint of the gentle kiss he'd been waiting to share with her since the moment she'd arrived at the pueblo. Now as he held her, he felt her give herself into the kiss as he thought of the love he'd shared for this beautiful woman, his best friend who meant more to him than life itself.
One half wants me to go
One half wants me to stay
I just get so all confused
I'm scared to fall in love
Afraid to love so fast
Cuz every time I fall in love
It seems to never last
I'm scared to fall in love
Afraid to love so fast
Cuz every time I fall in love
It seems to never last
But every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
Cuz every time I see your face
My heart does begin to race every time
"Eve, is it really you?" Chris questioned blinking once more as he held her beneath the moonlight, "are you really here?"
"I'm here. I'm alive, Ramsey," Eve explained squeezing him closer to her, "I shouldn't be here with you, but when I saw you earlier..."
"Wait a second. You saw me earlier?" Chris questioned looking into her deep brown eyes, "how is that possible?"
"Chris, there is a lot you don't know about me. Things that I wish you didn't have to find out like this, but I think maybe it's time you and I talked."
"I think that would be a good idea," Chris nodded as he felt the tide move in around them. He felt her lose her balance a bit as she fell forward into his arms. He felt the warmth of her breath upon the exposed part of his chest that had crept out of the darkened fabric of his button down shirt. Her chin lifted slightly as their eyes fixed on one another once again, "maybe we should start with how it is that you're alive here in my arms right now."
"Chris, I had no choice, but to do this," Eve answered painfully as she attempted to regain her balance once more only to stumble further into his arms.
"Whoa wait a second," Chris urged feeling the lightheadedness the alcohol brought on in him as he too stammered a bit finding himself knee deep in the blackened ocean, "Eve, we're not going to stay above water if you don't stand sti....." his words were for not as another wave crashed inward and he lost his balance falling back into the cool ocean with Eve in his arms as he went under.
The salt water began to surround Chris sweeping over his senses as Eve's warmth beside him vanished in the blink of an eye. He surfaced again searching the night for her before he realized she hadn't come up yet. He dove under again feeling a deep undercurrent tugging at him as he felt his body being thrust towards the shore. Chris found himself with a mouthful of saltwater as he crashed onto the beach coughing while wondering what twisted games his mind was playing with him. He let out a harsh cough hating that he'd slipped into a world of being delusional as he felt a hand pressed over his back gently.
"Chris, can you hear me? Chris, are you alright," he heard her speak out to him as he rolled onto his back seeing Eve above him, the moonlight surrounding her beautiful features gently as her damp hair pressed over her soft, pale skin. He reached out to her feeling the warmth of her skin to his touch as she placed her fingers over his cheek gently caressing him as a smile crept over her beautiful features, "You should've warned me you wanted to go for a swim."
"I had a few martinis along with a couple other things," Chris confessed sheepishly as he saw the amusement build behind her eyes.
"It wasn't long ago you'd bragged about how you could hold your alcohol you know," Eve shot him a pointed glance.
"Well a lot has changed since the last time I spent drinking with you," Chris admitted painfully as her soft white gown seemed to cling to her body offering up a hint of her curves beneath the fabric.
"So it has indeed," Eve nodded a sadness creeping over her features before she spoke up again, "there's a lot we need to discuss."
"I'd say so, but just seeing you here, feeling you like this," Chris placed his arms around her slender waist, "it makes me think I've completely lost my mind because there is no logical way this should be happening."
"Forget logic for five minutes Ramsey because in this situation, it won't do you any good," Eve admitted with a soft sigh as another wave crashed in causing her to topple forward onto him with a harsh movement.
Chris felt her fall upon him and as the water crashed over them, he shifted positions so that he was over her as the wave hit again striking harder than before. As the water made it's way back into the ocean, he looked down at her seeing the surprise in her eyes as he lay over her, his body reacting to the nearness of her in this instant as his heart pounded wildly, threatening to burst out of control as he held her.
"Chris, there is so much you need to know," Eve started again as his finger tips trailed over her full lips gently.
"Shh," he instructed in a soft whisper as he feared this would be a dream ending sooner than he'd ever imagined as he held her, "you don't have to explain right yet."
"But I do. You see...." she started as yet another sound roared from behind them.
"When I thought you'd died, when I thought I'd never see you again, it made me realize so many things Lambert," Chris confessed finding the weight of the moment hanging over him as his fingers brushed over her soft skin feeling the goose bumps forming on her otherwise flawless skin as a chill overcame her.
"I know," She began sensing his emotion as she eased her palm flat over his chest moving up over his shoulder to draw him nearer, "I was there at the memorial. I heard everything you said."
"Everything?" his eyes widened at the sudden revelation, "then you know?"
"Deep down I think I always knew, but I was a fool not to do or say anything about it," Eve admitted in a soft whisper as the water began to rush in over them. Seeing the surprise behind Chris' eyes she pulled him to her seizing his mouth in a desperate kiss full of longing and desire as the water rolled over them washing away the past as the night somehow brought to life the promise of something that not long ago felt as though it would never be.
I'm scared to fall in love
Afraid to love so fast
Cuz every time I fall in love
It seems to never last
But every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
Cuz every time I see your face
My heart does begin to race every time
It's every time
It's every time
Cuz. . .
Every time your love is near
And every time I'm filled with fear
Cuz every time I see your face
"Jack," Alison whispered his name drawing back from the kiss as she found herself breathless, "Jack, you can't mean that," she offered up turning away from him as if to shield herself from the way he'd made her feel. Just being this near to him did something to her, swirled her emotions up inside and she began to think of what had possessed her to come out to Bermuda to find him.
"Why can't I?" Jack questioned defensively as he felt her pull away from him. He watched her move off of the couch heading towards the window, "why can't I mean it Alison?"
"Because you're drunk. You don't know what you're saying right now and I can't trust that you mean any of this," Alison shook her head disbelieving.
"Alison, I mean every word I'm saying to you," Jack defended as her rose from the sofa bridging the distance between them, "I've been wanting to say it to you for so long, but because of your obsession with Rafe I haven't been able to do it."
"Jack," She spun around to face him finding him standing behind her so close she could reach out and embrace him if she'd wanted. She wrapped her arms around her body realizing just how much she wanted to as she met his desperate eyes, "just don't say it. Don't say something you don't mean."
"But I do," Jack insisted firmly, "I know I'm going to get burned, but with all that I am, I can't help but feel it. Drunk or not, I know I can't hide from how I feel I love you Alison Barrington and if you look deep within your heart you'll realize that you love me too."
Could it be that this will be the one that lasts?
The fear does start to erase every time
Oh could it be that this will be the one that lasts
For all my times
Ooh yeah
For all my times