Okay time for chapter 4. I won't spend time mumbling to ya'. This is the
chapter that is rated PG-13. I am not the person to do these things, I'm a
Christian, but the muse said this would work. And to the story.
Quick summary: we just left Sydney where she's made up her mind to do something. Here's that something.
Chapter four: Warm Nights, Roses, and Misunderstandings
The next thing she knew, she was standing in front of a door waiting to be let in. The door opened and she faced him. She wanted to explain why she had come, but the expression on her face told everything. He softly smiled and she mirrored it. He took her by the hand and led her in. When he had closed the door, and turned to face her, she automatically grabbed him and kissed him. They held each other in the middle of the room. "I wondered how long it would take." he whispered in her ear.
"You could have come over." she argued back.
"I don't have a car." he persisted.
She left his embrace and went over to the bench press, sat down and asked, "Spot me?"
"Sure." he said moving behind her. He got in position, and she began to press. About five minutes passed and he would tease her like he had done in Dallas. She would laugh and play along. He took the bar out of her hands, put it in place, and walked in front of her. He sat down straddling the bench, and stared at her.
"Remember the last time we did this?" he asked playing with the strands of hair that fell in her face.
"Yeah," she said rubbing his arm, "a gym in the basement of a hotel in Dallas." She laughed. "I just got back from talking with Dr. Wietoff. Such a sweet old man."
"Yeah. I had come down here so I could find a way to keep active. Man," he frowned recalling all the nights not sleeping. "At first I didn't admit it, but not sleeping at all, when I sit down and think about it, it really scares me."
"I know." Sydney said scooting closer to him. He stared at her. He found comfort in her eyes. He knew that those eyes had been sat on other men far more adventurous and brave than he was. But he hoped that didn't matter. He hoped that she was happy being with him. It was making him go crazy not knowing. He hoped he would know soon.
They sat there awhile staring at each other. Suddenly Sydney stood up, took Nigel by the hands and lead him into the bedroom. She stopped beside the bed and began to take his muscle shirt off. "You can stop me anytime." she informed him.
"Just make sure this is what you want. This happens..." he promised her, "...we can't go back."
"Let's just go forward." she said starting to undress herself.
"Sydney," he got serious. "I'm serious. If this happens..."
"I know. I don't need to run anymore."
"Okay." He leaned in and kissed her. Wrapping his arms around her, their warm bodies melted into each others.
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The next morning when Nigel woke up he felt to where Sydney had been laying during the night. No Sydney! He freaked. Then he saw the note laying on the pillow. It read:
Dear Nigel, I didn't leave because I wanted to, but simply because I had to. When I woke up I realized that it was raining, and had left my windows open. Last night was wonderful. Thank you. See you soon, my love. Sydney p.s. You still had your bike.
He laughed when he remembered what had brought that on. He got up and ready for work. When he arrived, Sydney was teaching a class, and he soon realized he wouldn't see her until lunch. He went on to teach his first class, scenes of the night before still running through his mind.
Those scenes were well playing through Sydney's mind as well. Though she didn't know it, part of the smile she was wearing last night was still on her face; causing her to get several strange looks in the hallways. If they felt as happy as she did the would be smiling too. She couldn't remember ever being this happy.
The morning ran on, and soon lunch came. Nigel had been able to sneak a message to Sydney to take her lunch in the office. When she walked in there were single stem roses leading into her office. She picked each up, counting them as she grew closer. Eleven. "One is missing." she said aloud.
"That's if you don't count yourself." Nigel commented handing her another one. "Thirteen."
"This is lovely." she commented on the neatly prepared meal of chicken Alfredo that was set out on her desk.
"Shall we?" he gestured towards her seat. They ate their food and shared small talk of their day.
The next day Sydney had just missed Nigel leaving for his first class. She had time before her first period to get set up for the day.
She was making notes in her notebook when Karen walked in. "Sydney,...there is a Gray Davidson on the phone for you."
"Gray Davidson? Put it through." Sydney said picking up her phone. "Gray, hi." She spent the rest of the time until her first class talking to him.
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Both Nigel and Sydney had plans for the evening that kept them apart. Nigel's plan known to Sydney as an appointment with the doctor, he was actually going to go and pick out something that was costing him about three weeks pay.
The same evening, Sydney had altered her plans to spend time with Gray. They spent the whole evening catching up on old times. It was about midnight when they had returned to her apartment. Gray stopped her right in front of her door and forced a kiss on her.
At just that time, Nigel looked out the peep hole in the door. Shaken by what he had seen, he quickly hid in her closet.
As soon as Gray had left and Sydney had shut the door Nigel reappeared. "What were you doing with Gray Davidson, Sydney?" he asked solemnly. Startled, Sydney spun to see Nigel standing there in the doorway to her bedroom.
"Nigel!...What are you doing here?" she nearly screamed.
"What's Gray Davidson doing here? And what about your plans?"
"They changed. Gray is just in town on a visit. He called today, and we decided to meet and talk." Sydney answered feeling the pressure of his stare.
"That sure didn't seem like talking to me." he shot at her.
"What are you talking about?" she asked blankly.
"I saw you." Nigel said hurt. "I saw you and Gray...kissing." He could barely get it out.
"That!? He kissed me, Nigel." She rushed to him, and he turned away from her.
"It sure looked like you were enjoying yourself." he barked. "Sydney, don't kid me, don't kid yourself. I know how you felt about him. I know those were strong feelings. I should have seen this coming." he said laughing at himself. "I should have known that something like this would happen. Something good happens and no sooner than later it gets taken from me."
"What are you saying, Nigel?" she asked as he picked up his coat and headed out.
"You know what, Sydney...I truly thought that what you told me...that when you said you loved me...that it was true." It was getting tough to hold back his emotions. "I guess I was just kidding myself when I thought that you truly loved me."
"Nigel..."she tried to plead with him.
"Dammit, Sydney, no!" he screamed. "You made love to me. You said you were through running. What the bloody hell was I thinking. You're never going to change!"
"Nigel, where are you going? Can't we talk about this?" she tried again.
"NO! I don't know where I'm going. And you know what, you're going to have to make a choice. It's either go on seeing as many guys as you want and never committing to one, or me. Choose wisely. You don't get a second chance. I told you we can't go back."
"Nigel...I..." She couldn't find the words.
"Okay, Syd. I'll talk to you when you figure out what you want." With that he walked out of her apartment and headed off into the unknown.
Chapter 5 coming
Quick summary: we just left Sydney where she's made up her mind to do something. Here's that something.
Chapter four: Warm Nights, Roses, and Misunderstandings
The next thing she knew, she was standing in front of a door waiting to be let in. The door opened and she faced him. She wanted to explain why she had come, but the expression on her face told everything. He softly smiled and she mirrored it. He took her by the hand and led her in. When he had closed the door, and turned to face her, she automatically grabbed him and kissed him. They held each other in the middle of the room. "I wondered how long it would take." he whispered in her ear.
"You could have come over." she argued back.
"I don't have a car." he persisted.
She left his embrace and went over to the bench press, sat down and asked, "Spot me?"
"Sure." he said moving behind her. He got in position, and she began to press. About five minutes passed and he would tease her like he had done in Dallas. She would laugh and play along. He took the bar out of her hands, put it in place, and walked in front of her. He sat down straddling the bench, and stared at her.
"Remember the last time we did this?" he asked playing with the strands of hair that fell in her face.
"Yeah," she said rubbing his arm, "a gym in the basement of a hotel in Dallas." She laughed. "I just got back from talking with Dr. Wietoff. Such a sweet old man."
"Yeah. I had come down here so I could find a way to keep active. Man," he frowned recalling all the nights not sleeping. "At first I didn't admit it, but not sleeping at all, when I sit down and think about it, it really scares me."
"I know." Sydney said scooting closer to him. He stared at her. He found comfort in her eyes. He knew that those eyes had been sat on other men far more adventurous and brave than he was. But he hoped that didn't matter. He hoped that she was happy being with him. It was making him go crazy not knowing. He hoped he would know soon.
They sat there awhile staring at each other. Suddenly Sydney stood up, took Nigel by the hands and lead him into the bedroom. She stopped beside the bed and began to take his muscle shirt off. "You can stop me anytime." she informed him.
"Just make sure this is what you want. This happens..." he promised her, "...we can't go back."
"Let's just go forward." she said starting to undress herself.
"Sydney," he got serious. "I'm serious. If this happens..."
"I know. I don't need to run anymore."
"Okay." He leaned in and kissed her. Wrapping his arms around her, their warm bodies melted into each others.
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The next morning when Nigel woke up he felt to where Sydney had been laying during the night. No Sydney! He freaked. Then he saw the note laying on the pillow. It read:
Dear Nigel, I didn't leave because I wanted to, but simply because I had to. When I woke up I realized that it was raining, and had left my windows open. Last night was wonderful. Thank you. See you soon, my love. Sydney p.s. You still had your bike.
He laughed when he remembered what had brought that on. He got up and ready for work. When he arrived, Sydney was teaching a class, and he soon realized he wouldn't see her until lunch. He went on to teach his first class, scenes of the night before still running through his mind.
Those scenes were well playing through Sydney's mind as well. Though she didn't know it, part of the smile she was wearing last night was still on her face; causing her to get several strange looks in the hallways. If they felt as happy as she did the would be smiling too. She couldn't remember ever being this happy.
The morning ran on, and soon lunch came. Nigel had been able to sneak a message to Sydney to take her lunch in the office. When she walked in there were single stem roses leading into her office. She picked each up, counting them as she grew closer. Eleven. "One is missing." she said aloud.
"That's if you don't count yourself." Nigel commented handing her another one. "Thirteen."
"This is lovely." she commented on the neatly prepared meal of chicken Alfredo that was set out on her desk.
"Shall we?" he gestured towards her seat. They ate their food and shared small talk of their day.
The next day Sydney had just missed Nigel leaving for his first class. She had time before her first period to get set up for the day.
She was making notes in her notebook when Karen walked in. "Sydney,...there is a Gray Davidson on the phone for you."
"Gray Davidson? Put it through." Sydney said picking up her phone. "Gray, hi." She spent the rest of the time until her first class talking to him.
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Both Nigel and Sydney had plans for the evening that kept them apart. Nigel's plan known to Sydney as an appointment with the doctor, he was actually going to go and pick out something that was costing him about three weeks pay.
The same evening, Sydney had altered her plans to spend time with Gray. They spent the whole evening catching up on old times. It was about midnight when they had returned to her apartment. Gray stopped her right in front of her door and forced a kiss on her.
At just that time, Nigel looked out the peep hole in the door. Shaken by what he had seen, he quickly hid in her closet.
As soon as Gray had left and Sydney had shut the door Nigel reappeared. "What were you doing with Gray Davidson, Sydney?" he asked solemnly. Startled, Sydney spun to see Nigel standing there in the doorway to her bedroom.
"Nigel!...What are you doing here?" she nearly screamed.
"What's Gray Davidson doing here? And what about your plans?"
"They changed. Gray is just in town on a visit. He called today, and we decided to meet and talk." Sydney answered feeling the pressure of his stare.
"That sure didn't seem like talking to me." he shot at her.
"What are you talking about?" she asked blankly.
"I saw you." Nigel said hurt. "I saw you and Gray...kissing." He could barely get it out.
"That!? He kissed me, Nigel." She rushed to him, and he turned away from her.
"It sure looked like you were enjoying yourself." he barked. "Sydney, don't kid me, don't kid yourself. I know how you felt about him. I know those were strong feelings. I should have seen this coming." he said laughing at himself. "I should have known that something like this would happen. Something good happens and no sooner than later it gets taken from me."
"What are you saying, Nigel?" she asked as he picked up his coat and headed out.
"You know what, Sydney...I truly thought that what you told me...that when you said you loved me...that it was true." It was getting tough to hold back his emotions. "I guess I was just kidding myself when I thought that you truly loved me."
"Nigel..."she tried to plead with him.
"Dammit, Sydney, no!" he screamed. "You made love to me. You said you were through running. What the bloody hell was I thinking. You're never going to change!"
"Nigel, where are you going? Can't we talk about this?" she tried again.
"NO! I don't know where I'm going. And you know what, you're going to have to make a choice. It's either go on seeing as many guys as you want and never committing to one, or me. Choose wisely. You don't get a second chance. I told you we can't go back."
"Nigel...I..." She couldn't find the words.
"Okay, Syd. I'll talk to you when you figure out what you want." With that he walked out of her apartment and headed off into the unknown.
Chapter 5 coming
