Hey guys, sooooorrry it took more than I thought, but I've really gone through a lot of stuff lately, and with a lot I mean A LOT, HUGE, BIG...anyway, here it is finally, and thank you sooo much guys for all the wonderful reviews....and please, please.....i'm kinda out of track with the fics, and my muse quit, and I have to get it back, in the meantime, I'll need your help, so please I hear suggestions and ideas...please...
And an special thanks to Julie :) and to Lissie.... Thank you guys!!!
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Chapter 5
"It will never happen again"
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It was hardly 10 in the morning. She was trying to concentrate in a very important and interesting position about the situation of children with parents that are going through a divorce. But Phoebe's mind was far away from psychologist's precepts. She was now thinking about herself. She smiled at the thought of everything that had happened the night before. She felt kinda out of place, since she wasn't the cheater type. She remembered to have received letters from women who had cheated on their husbands, they used to ask advises because it usually happened that it was a one-time occasion and in the end they realized that they loved their husbands, and there is where Phoebe acts, trying to help with those doubts, about whether or not they should tell their husbands everything. And now she felt she had become one of these women, but she didn't regret it. For her it really worth it. She felt guilty, but she also smiled and felt happy as she remembered the night with Cole. She had another energy, another aura since she had waken up that morning. It wasn't like she was virgin when she met Miles, because she really had her crazy nights as a bachelorette, but now, it was different, because there was a compromise there, a duty with her husband and even an oath called 'marriage'. And the guilt started to hunt her after she left that room that same morning, but she couldn't help but admit to herself that she had enjoyed it. She still didn't know why she did it; of course it was something impulsive, in the heat of the moment, but is more than proven that people has something called self-control, some people handle it more than other, but at least people try. But she didn't try harder, why? There had to be something deep inside. She knew that now, this was her most dark and intimate secret. 'That will never happen again'; she sworn herself. She would keep this until the day she died, just like when you read something you shouldn't and just forget it. Besides, everyone needs to do something crazy at least once in his or her lives, make the moments count. And how she had made it count with this one, I mean, sleep with her 'hot lawyer guy' in an assumed 'business trip'? that's hilarious, awesome. And this attorney guy had really surprised her. In the exterior, you could see this charismatic, sarcastic, good tasted, ambitious and 'fight and fight but always win the case' attitude character, but in real, he was a real gentleman, passionate and caring person, and she really had felt very different when she was in the bed with him. It wasn't like Miles, her husband was bad, and maybe the fact that it was forbidden added emotion to the whole thing, but she definitely felt different with this guy. Maybe the 'routine effect', she thought; when you like a sweet, and eat, eat and eat a lot of it, it comes a moment when you get bored or tired, and you start to look for other flavors. But she made a compromise with herself that she had done it, and she had enjoyed it, but she would never do a thing like that never again. 'Oh yeah, Cole Turner, you won't screw my life', she said to herself. 'i'll never do anything as stupid as that again', she thought. And then trying to forget and get the whole matter out of her mind, she tried to concentrate in the position.
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"hi Daddy", the little girl said sadly
"Hello, how's my little princess?" he asked cheerfully. It was for sure that the only thing that could get him out of his worries because of the work and other things was his little girl. She was the most important thing for him; nothing could come before her.
"Fine", she just replied with the same tone of sadness.
"Baby, what's wrong?", Cole asked as he noticed the sad reply
"I'm a bad girl", she said through the phone.
"No, honey, that's not true", he said to her
"Yes, I am. I'm grounded. Mommy told me I couldn't go out to play for 3 days", she explained
"Why did mommy grounded you?", Cole asked curious.
"I did something", she replied as she forced back a laugh
"What did you do?", he persuaded after any reply except for a few laughs he said with a more serious tone, "What did you do Emma Nicole Turner?", he asked showing authority in his voice.
The little girl felt a little scared by that, and by the fact that he had called her by her full name, he only did than when he was mad, "My aunt Velma spend the day here with us today. Mom and her where making a cake and left some flour in the kitchen counter, and they got off the kitchen. I was playing out and I got thirsty and the kids and I get in the house to get some drinks, and we saw the flour and we start a fight in there... food fight and when my aunt suddenly came in, a kid threw flour all over her and she fell in the ground, and mom got pretty mad", she told him
Cole couldn't help but chuckled about it, but then he got in his 'Father tone', "That was wrong. Are you sorry for it?", he asked
"It was fun, but I don't like to be grounded so I'm very sorry for it. But mommy thinks I'm a bad person, and so do you", she said
"No...no, no. Never think like that. People make mistakes and can regret it and make up for it. That doesn't mean you're a bad person" he explained with comfort tone. "Mommy are just mad at you because of what you did, but she knows you're a very good girl"
"Really?", she asked
"Yes", he replied
"Daddy what does 'regret' mean?", she asked
"Well, it's when you do something you know it's not right and then you're sorry for it, and promise not to do it again". He explained
"and how can people make up for something?" she asked
"that depends of what people has done. There are some things that there's nothing you can do to make up for. But there's a lot you can do when you're sorry and want to make up"
"I'm gonna make up for what I did", she said firmly
"That's very good. What are you gonna do?", Cole asked it was clear his daughter was following his advise
"I'm gonna make a card for mommy and tell her I'm sorry for what I did and that I love her", she said very proudly
"That's beautiful. And you should do the same to Velma, you know", he suggested
"Yeah, I know. Thank you Daddy", she said
"For what?" he asked
"For explain things to me", she said. Cole was very happy for it. He made sure she always talked to him, he expected it to be like that when she was older.
"I love you sweetheart", he just said
"I love you too Daddy. When are you coming? I miss you", she asked
"I'll be there tomorrow" he said
"Alright. Daddy I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed. Good night", she said. And how wouldn't she be sleepy when it was more than 9 pm, which was her bedtime.
"Good night, baby", he said and hung up. Thank god he was the one paying the phone bill, and he didn't care talk and talk when it was about Emma.
This conversation with her daughter had caught his attention. It was amazing the way children's mind worked and the way the people's perception of the things changed with the time. This little girl had never done anything, she was an innocent girl and she was feeling worse than she should for what she had done, which was just kid's game, and it was normal. She was asking about 'regret' and she took the responsibility for her actions, wanted to make up for it. And she understood the whole concept just being four years old. So he thought about his own case. What he had done had been pretty big; he broke a promise and a compromise, even if his marriage had been failing; he knew it was wrong. What his little girl called some minutes ago 'fun' for him it had been more than fun, it had been Amazing; and even if he knew it was wrong, he couldn't get to regret it. And his situation was different than Phoebe's, because her problem was probably the routine, but in his case was a bigger issue. His home was constantly a war field, not even talk about he would sleep with his wife, so maybe it had been, need. But no, it couldn't be, because it had been so long since he wasn't with a woman, of it were need he could easily get any girl around, and he didn't, so it was something else. So anyway he probably will never see her again, and he probably lost a client but he couldn't get to regret what had happened.
By himself with his usual scotch, and comfortable in his pants and sleeveless white T-shirt, he went back to pack his stuff to leave the next day, when he was interrupted by a knock on the door, and not the usual one, the internal door.
"Hey", he said as he opened the internal door that communicated both rooms
"Hey" she replied softly, "I...uh...I... I hope you don't mind...I think I forgot something in your room last night..." as she thought 'Besides that I was married'. "you think I can-", she asked shyly. She was almost avoiding eye contact with him. She had argued a lot with herself about whether or not she should had come, but she was so stubborn that even if a little voice told her to forget it, she went anyway as anything has ever happened.
"Of course, come in", he replied softly and she got in. she started looking in the room. "What are you looking for exactly?", he asked politely, trying to make some chat. He tried to avoid any eye contact as well. It was incredible how beautiful she was. Just wearing a silk black nightgown, barefoot and with no make up, and she still looked elegant and sexy.
"Oh... I'm looking for one of my earrings", she quickly replied without look at him.
"I haven't seen anything", he started but was cut off by her "found it!", she said with a smile. It was under the bed.
"Good", Cole just said as he nodded.
"Ok, I think I better go", she said
"Ok", he said sadly. "Bye".
"Bye", she told him in the same sad tone.
Cole closed the door, but he kept staring at the door for some more minutes. It was curious since Phoebe was doing the same behind the door. After almost five eternal minutes, Phoebe finally dared to knock again and before she knocked, Cole opened the open and thanked god for found her still standing there.
"I...uh...", she managed to say something
"I think you forgot something else", he said and they started kissing.
They kept kissing more hungrily and passionately as they walked inside Phoebe's room and started to get closer and closer to the bed. They didn't stop to think in anything, they just kept kissing each other with furious passion, forgetting about everything else around, while they started to make love... again, even if they shouldn't.
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"Damn it", she said, as she analyzed her situation at the moment. First she had slept with her lawyer... again, and then second, she had enjoyed it more than the first time.
"What is it?"; he asked, still laying beside her in the bed.
"Now I have to find another lawyer. What a fool. Everybody knows that is easier to find a lover than to find a good lawyer", she said
"And which one I am?", he asked
"Both", she replied and he kissed her passionately leaving her breathless, "Definitely, both", she added
"Do you think you need another attorney? Because I think you already have one", he said and started to kiss her in the neck
"I don't think it's a good idea to keep... with", she hardly said this. She was moaning because of Cole's kisses in her neck
"Are you sure?", he asked still kissing her and she just moaned, "Because maybe you won't even have to pay me"
"And here I though in pay you with interests", she said in baby voice
"Mmm... that sounds interesting", he said seductively
"Are we crazy?", she asked
"Maybe", he replied serious
"I mean...why are we doing this?", she asked. It was just questioning thing
"I don't know", he just said, wrapping his arms around her in a comfortable embrace.
"Neither do I, but even If I know it's wrong, it feels so good", it was strange; because with her experience she should have the answer for that, she was a psychologist for god's sake, that was her work...but she couldn't understand it herself.
"Do you mind if I have a cigarette?" suddenly he asked politely. He wasn't a smoker. He just smoked once in a while, probably nobody knew he smoked, but he did it, when he was alone or when he felt like it.
"No, I don't. Actually I used to smoke", she commented as he lighted a cigarette.
"I don't really smoke. No one knows I do it. I just do it when I feel like it", he said, "When did you leave it?"
"Awhile ago. Before I got married", she said, "Miles hated it", she added more to herself than him, "Is it good?", she then asked him referring to the cigarette.
He just offered it to her in answer, "No... I shouldn't...I don't think is a good idea", she said denying.
"Well, I just think that you already have done a lot of things that you should have tonight... I don't think this can make any different", he said with his casual sarcastic tone as he kept with his cigarette.
"Well only one puff won't kill me", she said as she took it in her hand. She looked at it and did it. She put it in her mouth, closed her eyes and slowly smoked, as she was enjoying and remembering what it was like to smoke. And she remembered she liked it, but she had quit to it.
"So...tell me about your life", he started as he stared at her
"What?" she asked confused. "What do you mean?"
"Well, I guess you hear and talk about people's life all the time, why don't we tried something different and we talk about yours?", he explained
"Why?", she asked curious as he gave her the cigarette again so she took another puff, "hey...you don't have to talk just because...that doesn't mean..."; this guy was strange. Maybe it was just extremely polite that even when he got a woman under the sheets, he still asked about their lives, or maybe was it that he really wanted to talk?
"No. I'm serious. I want to know. I mean, you're a fascinating person, Phoebe, and I just have to deal with every kind of person everyday that it's hard to meet people like you"
She was almost convinced but she still doubted it. "Are you telling me this because of what happened? Because you don't have-" she started again, but he just cut her off with a kiss.
"I just want to know", he said sincerely.
"Alright", she agreed, and as they shared another cigarette they spent the rest of the night together...besides making love... they talked; they talked a lot, and with a lot it means that they told each other their whole lives; they talked about their stuff, their problems, their aspirations, desires...it was amazing the connection they had, the way they felt they could share everything with the other... of course that the next day everything would be over...once again because of reasons they both knew and just accepted.
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So what do you guys think??? I started the next chapter, so maybe it won't take that long..but if you review, it probably come faster...hehehehe ok, so what will happen???
And an special thanks to Julie :) and to Lissie.... Thank you guys!!!
Ok, now read and review..and please...tell me what you think of the chapter!!!
Chapter 5
"It will never happen again"
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It was hardly 10 in the morning. She was trying to concentrate in a very important and interesting position about the situation of children with parents that are going through a divorce. But Phoebe's mind was far away from psychologist's precepts. She was now thinking about herself. She smiled at the thought of everything that had happened the night before. She felt kinda out of place, since she wasn't the cheater type. She remembered to have received letters from women who had cheated on their husbands, they used to ask advises because it usually happened that it was a one-time occasion and in the end they realized that they loved their husbands, and there is where Phoebe acts, trying to help with those doubts, about whether or not they should tell their husbands everything. And now she felt she had become one of these women, but she didn't regret it. For her it really worth it. She felt guilty, but she also smiled and felt happy as she remembered the night with Cole. She had another energy, another aura since she had waken up that morning. It wasn't like she was virgin when she met Miles, because she really had her crazy nights as a bachelorette, but now, it was different, because there was a compromise there, a duty with her husband and even an oath called 'marriage'. And the guilt started to hunt her after she left that room that same morning, but she couldn't help but admit to herself that she had enjoyed it. She still didn't know why she did it; of course it was something impulsive, in the heat of the moment, but is more than proven that people has something called self-control, some people handle it more than other, but at least people try. But she didn't try harder, why? There had to be something deep inside. She knew that now, this was her most dark and intimate secret. 'That will never happen again'; she sworn herself. She would keep this until the day she died, just like when you read something you shouldn't and just forget it. Besides, everyone needs to do something crazy at least once in his or her lives, make the moments count. And how she had made it count with this one, I mean, sleep with her 'hot lawyer guy' in an assumed 'business trip'? that's hilarious, awesome. And this attorney guy had really surprised her. In the exterior, you could see this charismatic, sarcastic, good tasted, ambitious and 'fight and fight but always win the case' attitude character, but in real, he was a real gentleman, passionate and caring person, and she really had felt very different when she was in the bed with him. It wasn't like Miles, her husband was bad, and maybe the fact that it was forbidden added emotion to the whole thing, but she definitely felt different with this guy. Maybe the 'routine effect', she thought; when you like a sweet, and eat, eat and eat a lot of it, it comes a moment when you get bored or tired, and you start to look for other flavors. But she made a compromise with herself that she had done it, and she had enjoyed it, but she would never do a thing like that never again. 'Oh yeah, Cole Turner, you won't screw my life', she said to herself. 'i'll never do anything as stupid as that again', she thought. And then trying to forget and get the whole matter out of her mind, she tried to concentrate in the position.
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"hi Daddy", the little girl said sadly
"Hello, how's my little princess?" he asked cheerfully. It was for sure that the only thing that could get him out of his worries because of the work and other things was his little girl. She was the most important thing for him; nothing could come before her.
"Fine", she just replied with the same tone of sadness.
"Baby, what's wrong?", Cole asked as he noticed the sad reply
"I'm a bad girl", she said through the phone.
"No, honey, that's not true", he said to her
"Yes, I am. I'm grounded. Mommy told me I couldn't go out to play for 3 days", she explained
"Why did mommy grounded you?", Cole asked curious.
"I did something", she replied as she forced back a laugh
"What did you do?", he persuaded after any reply except for a few laughs he said with a more serious tone, "What did you do Emma Nicole Turner?", he asked showing authority in his voice.
The little girl felt a little scared by that, and by the fact that he had called her by her full name, he only did than when he was mad, "My aunt Velma spend the day here with us today. Mom and her where making a cake and left some flour in the kitchen counter, and they got off the kitchen. I was playing out and I got thirsty and the kids and I get in the house to get some drinks, and we saw the flour and we start a fight in there... food fight and when my aunt suddenly came in, a kid threw flour all over her and she fell in the ground, and mom got pretty mad", she told him
Cole couldn't help but chuckled about it, but then he got in his 'Father tone', "That was wrong. Are you sorry for it?", he asked
"It was fun, but I don't like to be grounded so I'm very sorry for it. But mommy thinks I'm a bad person, and so do you", she said
"No...no, no. Never think like that. People make mistakes and can regret it and make up for it. That doesn't mean you're a bad person" he explained with comfort tone. "Mommy are just mad at you because of what you did, but she knows you're a very good girl"
"Really?", she asked
"Yes", he replied
"Daddy what does 'regret' mean?", she asked
"Well, it's when you do something you know it's not right and then you're sorry for it, and promise not to do it again". He explained
"and how can people make up for something?" she asked
"that depends of what people has done. There are some things that there's nothing you can do to make up for. But there's a lot you can do when you're sorry and want to make up"
"I'm gonna make up for what I did", she said firmly
"That's very good. What are you gonna do?", Cole asked it was clear his daughter was following his advise
"I'm gonna make a card for mommy and tell her I'm sorry for what I did and that I love her", she said very proudly
"That's beautiful. And you should do the same to Velma, you know", he suggested
"Yeah, I know. Thank you Daddy", she said
"For what?" he asked
"For explain things to me", she said. Cole was very happy for it. He made sure she always talked to him, he expected it to be like that when she was older.
"I love you sweetheart", he just said
"I love you too Daddy. When are you coming? I miss you", she asked
"I'll be there tomorrow" he said
"Alright. Daddy I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed. Good night", she said. And how wouldn't she be sleepy when it was more than 9 pm, which was her bedtime.
"Good night, baby", he said and hung up. Thank god he was the one paying the phone bill, and he didn't care talk and talk when it was about Emma.
This conversation with her daughter had caught his attention. It was amazing the way children's mind worked and the way the people's perception of the things changed with the time. This little girl had never done anything, she was an innocent girl and she was feeling worse than she should for what she had done, which was just kid's game, and it was normal. She was asking about 'regret' and she took the responsibility for her actions, wanted to make up for it. And she understood the whole concept just being four years old. So he thought about his own case. What he had done had been pretty big; he broke a promise and a compromise, even if his marriage had been failing; he knew it was wrong. What his little girl called some minutes ago 'fun' for him it had been more than fun, it had been Amazing; and even if he knew it was wrong, he couldn't get to regret it. And his situation was different than Phoebe's, because her problem was probably the routine, but in his case was a bigger issue. His home was constantly a war field, not even talk about he would sleep with his wife, so maybe it had been, need. But no, it couldn't be, because it had been so long since he wasn't with a woman, of it were need he could easily get any girl around, and he didn't, so it was something else. So anyway he probably will never see her again, and he probably lost a client but he couldn't get to regret what had happened.
By himself with his usual scotch, and comfortable in his pants and sleeveless white T-shirt, he went back to pack his stuff to leave the next day, when he was interrupted by a knock on the door, and not the usual one, the internal door.
"Hey", he said as he opened the internal door that communicated both rooms
"Hey" she replied softly, "I...uh...I... I hope you don't mind...I think I forgot something in your room last night..." as she thought 'Besides that I was married'. "you think I can-", she asked shyly. She was almost avoiding eye contact with him. She had argued a lot with herself about whether or not she should had come, but she was so stubborn that even if a little voice told her to forget it, she went anyway as anything has ever happened.
"Of course, come in", he replied softly and she got in. she started looking in the room. "What are you looking for exactly?", he asked politely, trying to make some chat. He tried to avoid any eye contact as well. It was incredible how beautiful she was. Just wearing a silk black nightgown, barefoot and with no make up, and she still looked elegant and sexy.
"Oh... I'm looking for one of my earrings", she quickly replied without look at him.
"I haven't seen anything", he started but was cut off by her "found it!", she said with a smile. It was under the bed.
"Good", Cole just said as he nodded.
"Ok, I think I better go", she said
"Ok", he said sadly. "Bye".
"Bye", she told him in the same sad tone.
Cole closed the door, but he kept staring at the door for some more minutes. It was curious since Phoebe was doing the same behind the door. After almost five eternal minutes, Phoebe finally dared to knock again and before she knocked, Cole opened the open and thanked god for found her still standing there.
"I...uh...", she managed to say something
"I think you forgot something else", he said and they started kissing.
They kept kissing more hungrily and passionately as they walked inside Phoebe's room and started to get closer and closer to the bed. They didn't stop to think in anything, they just kept kissing each other with furious passion, forgetting about everything else around, while they started to make love... again, even if they shouldn't.
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"Damn it", she said, as she analyzed her situation at the moment. First she had slept with her lawyer... again, and then second, she had enjoyed it more than the first time.
"What is it?"; he asked, still laying beside her in the bed.
"Now I have to find another lawyer. What a fool. Everybody knows that is easier to find a lover than to find a good lawyer", she said
"And which one I am?", he asked
"Both", she replied and he kissed her passionately leaving her breathless, "Definitely, both", she added
"Do you think you need another attorney? Because I think you already have one", he said and started to kiss her in the neck
"I don't think it's a good idea to keep... with", she hardly said this. She was moaning because of Cole's kisses in her neck
"Are you sure?", he asked still kissing her and she just moaned, "Because maybe you won't even have to pay me"
"And here I though in pay you with interests", she said in baby voice
"Mmm... that sounds interesting", he said seductively
"Are we crazy?", she asked
"Maybe", he replied serious
"I mean...why are we doing this?", she asked. It was just questioning thing
"I don't know", he just said, wrapping his arms around her in a comfortable embrace.
"Neither do I, but even If I know it's wrong, it feels so good", it was strange; because with her experience she should have the answer for that, she was a psychologist for god's sake, that was her work...but she couldn't understand it herself.
"Do you mind if I have a cigarette?" suddenly he asked politely. He wasn't a smoker. He just smoked once in a while, probably nobody knew he smoked, but he did it, when he was alone or when he felt like it.
"No, I don't. Actually I used to smoke", she commented as he lighted a cigarette.
"I don't really smoke. No one knows I do it. I just do it when I feel like it", he said, "When did you leave it?"
"Awhile ago. Before I got married", she said, "Miles hated it", she added more to herself than him, "Is it good?", she then asked him referring to the cigarette.
He just offered it to her in answer, "No... I shouldn't...I don't think is a good idea", she said denying.
"Well, I just think that you already have done a lot of things that you should have tonight... I don't think this can make any different", he said with his casual sarcastic tone as he kept with his cigarette.
"Well only one puff won't kill me", she said as she took it in her hand. She looked at it and did it. She put it in her mouth, closed her eyes and slowly smoked, as she was enjoying and remembering what it was like to smoke. And she remembered she liked it, but she had quit to it.
"So...tell me about your life", he started as he stared at her
"What?" she asked confused. "What do you mean?"
"Well, I guess you hear and talk about people's life all the time, why don't we tried something different and we talk about yours?", he explained
"Why?", she asked curious as he gave her the cigarette again so she took another puff, "hey...you don't have to talk just because...that doesn't mean..."; this guy was strange. Maybe it was just extremely polite that even when he got a woman under the sheets, he still asked about their lives, or maybe was it that he really wanted to talk?
"No. I'm serious. I want to know. I mean, you're a fascinating person, Phoebe, and I just have to deal with every kind of person everyday that it's hard to meet people like you"
She was almost convinced but she still doubted it. "Are you telling me this because of what happened? Because you don't have-" she started again, but he just cut her off with a kiss.
"I just want to know", he said sincerely.
"Alright", she agreed, and as they shared another cigarette they spent the rest of the night together...besides making love... they talked; they talked a lot, and with a lot it means that they told each other their whole lives; they talked about their stuff, their problems, their aspirations, desires...it was amazing the connection they had, the way they felt they could share everything with the other... of course that the next day everything would be over...once again because of reasons they both knew and just accepted.
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So what do you guys think??? I started the next chapter, so maybe it won't take that long..but if you review, it probably come faster...hehehehe ok, so what will happen???