Second chapter, I think I'M ON A ROLE!!!
Phoebe stirred lightly, squinting her eyes. The curtains were open. She gently untangled herself from Mile's arms and walked toward the window, quickly closing the curtains and quickly jumping back into bed. She was very cold and she was naked, she quickly pulled the covers over herself and snuggled closely to Miles.
She was happy, she was actually happy. She had spent the past 6 months being so unbelievably miserable, but now she actually felt like getting up in the morning. Last week, when Cole had come into her office, he had been so insistent. He just didn't understand that she was with someone new, but after Miles cut in, he not only retrieved and left, but he seemed to have disappeared. She hadn't seen him in a week, and she was grateful for it, but at the same time, she couldn't keep her mind off of him.
She guiltily admitted to herself, that last night all she could think of was Cole while Miles kissed her, and it wasn't that she didn't like Miles, she could even shyly admit that she practically loved the guy, but, he wasn't Cole. It was... Cole knew exactly how to make her feel good, and Miles wasn't bad, but he didn't know the way Cole knew. He didn't know that Phoebe liked it when he was on top but slightly on an angle, he didn't know that it drove her wild when a guy kissed her stomach, he didn't know that when her bottom lip quivered it was a sign that she was about to... her train of thought was interrupted by Miles stirring beside her.
She gently sat up and smiled down at him, "Morning" he said sweetly, "Hi" she said, kissing the tip of his nose. "how'd you sleep?" he asked, "good, in fact, better than I have in quite a while" she said sadly. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry he did all those things to you... He shouldn't have, you don't deserve it" he said frowning. "let's not talk about that, ok?" she asked him. He nodded an smiled, "what do you want to talk about?" he asked, "well, for starters, we can talk about the fact that I have to go to work" she said, wrapping the sheet around her and getting up from the bed.
He grunted quickly, " Noo! Come on, stay here with me" he said as he almost caught her, but she was to quick from him. "Don't you have a class in like 10 minutes?" she asked him, "yess, but... I can be late..." he said insistently. Phoebe looked at him and quickly kissed him, "But I can't" she smiled. "Fine, Fine, I'll go to work and not spend the day having sex with my girlfriend" he said mockingly and quickly grabbed for his pants. "I'll walk you out" she said, as he put on his shirt, "It's ok, I know my way" he said, planting a quick kiss on her cheek, "I'll call you" he said, as he left.
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Cole woke up in his bed, with a splitting head ache and a broken heart. He had come home last night and drowned his sorrows in a bottle of scotch, actually, two bottles.. and a half. He rolled over putting the pillow over his head, trying to make everything just go away, the pain, the images, he just wanted to drown them out.
Of course, it was impossible to do so with just a pillow. He angrily threw the pillow across the room knocking over a vase, which fell with a heavy crash. He immediately sat up, looking at the broken vase. He had to go to work.
Last night, Cole had left Phoebe's room after about a half and hour later, he was petrified. He couldn't move, the pain was so unbearable, he feared that if he moved he would break. Tears ran freely down his face, trying to digest the fact that "They" were over. He just wanted to die.
Cole stood up and stretched painfully, every bone and muscle ached. He made his way to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. He looked terrible, pale and pasty, dark circles under his eyes, stubble on his chin and red eyes. "Come on Turner, pull it together" he said sighing, "what the hell did this woman do to you?" he asked himself as he splashed water on his face.
He quickly undressed and showered and shaved. He had to admit that he did look a little better after that, he didn't feel better, but, all the same. He quickly picked out a suit, a tie and shoes. He took two aspirins, grabbed his suitcase and exited the door. As he entered the elevator he asked himself why he brought the suitcase, he didn't plan on sticking around his office, he had another task in mind. He was going to go see Phoebe.
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Phoebe heard Mile's car start and speed down the street. She was kind of relieved he was gone. She was also relieved that her sisters had not seen him. She showered and dressed quickly. And made her way down to the kitchen. Apparently nobody had been up, thank god! Or she would have to respond to their questions of why a black SUV, just like Miles was parked outside the manor all night.
She made it out of the house with a clean record, no questions, no "how was he?", or "how'd it happen" and all those small details that you just HAVE to tell. She was in a good mood until she entered her office, she hadn't caught any traffic, her car was running smoothly, she had answered all her letters and all she had to do was hand them in, it actually seemed like it was going to be a good day. Until she walked into the paper, and her assistant said that there was somebody waiting for her in her office. And she had a slight intuition of who it was.
When she walked in her office, she saw him. He was sitting curtly on a chair. Looking undeniably good. And the minute he turned around to look at her, she forgot all about Miles, all about sleeping with him, all she could see now, was Cole.
TBC..... R&R!!!!PLEASE! Come on guys! I need inspiration!!!