I carried Annie into Carter's apartment; her head drooped on my
shoulder. I took her into her room and lay her gently on the floor. I
pulled off her wet clothes and found some warm pajamas. I tucked her in
and kissed her lightly on the head.
I went into the living room where Carter was sprawled across the couch. "You should get out of those wet clothes," I said, sitting next to him.
He said nothing. "Carter," I said sternly. "You'll catch your death."
He nodded. "Yeah." He disappeared into the bedroom and returned in dry clothes. "Put this on," he said, handing me a shirt.
I pulled off my wet shirt and Carter averted his eyes. I laughed softly. "It's not like you haven't seen it before," I said, crossing the room to him.
"Abby . . ." he said. He put his hands out to stop me from hugging him. "Don't."
"Don't what?"
"Don't so this." He walked around me and sat on the couch. I followed him.
I ran my hand up his leg but he pushed it away. "Put that shirt on before you freeze."
I stood up and pulled the shirt over my head. It came down to my knees so I took my pants off too. "I'll sleep on the couch," Carter said. "You can have my bed."
I smiled seductively. "Well, why don't we both use your bed?" I tried to cuddle up next to him but he scooted away. "Why won't you touch me? What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong. I won't touch you because you're not my girlfriend."
"I thought we settled this," I said. "I thought you forgave me."
He nodded. "I did. And we're friends now. But you kissed someone else and I just can't trust you."
I looked away. "I don't know what to do to make you realize that I love you," I said. "I just made a mistake. Everyone makes mistakes."
I curled up into myself and after a moment I felt John's hand on my back. I turned to him. He didn't say anything, just looked at me. I crawled across the couch and sat on his lap facing him. I leaned forward slowly and kissed his neck, his jaw line, and then his lips.
It took me a minute but soon he was kissing me back. He ran his hands up my back and I could feel he was getting excited. I stood up and led him to the bedroom. He lay down on the bed and I followed. I pulled my shirt off, leaned over, and kissed him.
He rolled me over and kissed my body lightly. I moaned softly and Carter smiled.
We made love three times that night and when we were finished Carter rolled over so his back was to me. I kissed it and he flinched.
I sighed. "What now?" I asked
"It's nothing new," he said. "Same thing we talked about on the couch."
I sat up and pulled the sheet around me. "We just had sex," I said.
"And that's all it was," he said, still facing the wall. "It meant nothing."
"How can you say that?" I asked. "How can you say it meant nothing?"
"Because it's the truth."
I pulled my knees up to my chest. "It meant something to me," I said sadly. Carter was silent.
"So this is it?" I said. "For the rest of my life all I'll ever be to you is a casual fuck? I mean nothing to you? I'm nothing?"
He sat up and turned to me. I could see in his eyes that he didn't mean what he was about to say but it still hurt. "You're nothing," he said. "Nothing but a casual fuck. And not even a very good one, at that."
I stared at him for a moment and then got out of bed. I went into the living room and got dressed.
I made sure to close the door softly behind me as I left. I didn't want to wake up Annie.
Response to reviews -
Maven - Nope, not a dream, real stuff.
Carbylobsterandavrilfan - I agree. Carby rules!
Jackie - Yes, we are all very sad about the loss of Binker. But I think Carter would be slightly more upset about losing his daughter than loosing a stuffed dog.
IDontWriteIJustRead - Yeah, Carter's being pissy. Bad Carter!
Canard - Kids are very resilient so she'll be OK.
I went into the living room where Carter was sprawled across the couch. "You should get out of those wet clothes," I said, sitting next to him.
He said nothing. "Carter," I said sternly. "You'll catch your death."
He nodded. "Yeah." He disappeared into the bedroom and returned in dry clothes. "Put this on," he said, handing me a shirt.
I pulled off my wet shirt and Carter averted his eyes. I laughed softly. "It's not like you haven't seen it before," I said, crossing the room to him.
"Abby . . ." he said. He put his hands out to stop me from hugging him. "Don't."
"Don't what?"
"Don't so this." He walked around me and sat on the couch. I followed him.
I ran my hand up his leg but he pushed it away. "Put that shirt on before you freeze."
I stood up and pulled the shirt over my head. It came down to my knees so I took my pants off too. "I'll sleep on the couch," Carter said. "You can have my bed."
I smiled seductively. "Well, why don't we both use your bed?" I tried to cuddle up next to him but he scooted away. "Why won't you touch me? What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong. I won't touch you because you're not my girlfriend."
"I thought we settled this," I said. "I thought you forgave me."
He nodded. "I did. And we're friends now. But you kissed someone else and I just can't trust you."
I looked away. "I don't know what to do to make you realize that I love you," I said. "I just made a mistake. Everyone makes mistakes."
I curled up into myself and after a moment I felt John's hand on my back. I turned to him. He didn't say anything, just looked at me. I crawled across the couch and sat on his lap facing him. I leaned forward slowly and kissed his neck, his jaw line, and then his lips.
It took me a minute but soon he was kissing me back. He ran his hands up my back and I could feel he was getting excited. I stood up and led him to the bedroom. He lay down on the bed and I followed. I pulled my shirt off, leaned over, and kissed him.
He rolled me over and kissed my body lightly. I moaned softly and Carter smiled.
We made love three times that night and when we were finished Carter rolled over so his back was to me. I kissed it and he flinched.
I sighed. "What now?" I asked
"It's nothing new," he said. "Same thing we talked about on the couch."
I sat up and pulled the sheet around me. "We just had sex," I said.
"And that's all it was," he said, still facing the wall. "It meant nothing."
"How can you say that?" I asked. "How can you say it meant nothing?"
"Because it's the truth."
I pulled my knees up to my chest. "It meant something to me," I said sadly. Carter was silent.
"So this is it?" I said. "For the rest of my life all I'll ever be to you is a casual fuck? I mean nothing to you? I'm nothing?"
He sat up and turned to me. I could see in his eyes that he didn't mean what he was about to say but it still hurt. "You're nothing," he said. "Nothing but a casual fuck. And not even a very good one, at that."
I stared at him for a moment and then got out of bed. I went into the living room and got dressed.
I made sure to close the door softly behind me as I left. I didn't want to wake up Annie.
Response to reviews -
Maven - Nope, not a dream, real stuff.
Carbylobsterandavrilfan - I agree. Carby rules!
Jackie - Yes, we are all very sad about the loss of Binker. But I think Carter would be slightly more upset about losing his daughter than loosing a stuffed dog.
IDontWriteIJustRead - Yeah, Carter's being pissy. Bad Carter!
Canard - Kids are very resilient so she'll be OK.
