Two weeks went by….
"Do you mind if I go out tonight?" Ryan asked.
"I was thinking maybe we could rent a movie or go play pool tonight." Theresa replied.
"Really? Cause I kind of made plans tonight." Ryan stated.
"Really? With Who?" Theresa asked.
"Oh, um, actually with Seth." Ryan lied.
"Seth?" Theresa questioned.
"Yeah, its ok right? Maybe we can do something tomorrow." Ryan suggested.
"Yeah sure, tomorrow." Theresa responded with a suspicious look on her face.
"What's wrong?" Ryan asked.
"Its just the last time I had to force you to go out." Theresa said.
"And I'm happy you did." Ryan replied.
"There's something I've been meaning to talk to you about that night." Theresa informed.
Ryan waited for her to continue.
"We had sex that night. We never talked about it and you haven't even kissed me since." Theresa said.
"Um I don't know Theresa." Ryan replied.
"Ryan I was happy we did." Theresa stated.
"Look can we talk about this tomorrow. I've got to go." Ryan said.
Theresa nodded but was obviously disappointed.
Ryan arrived at the hotel and asked for Summer Roberts room. Once he found it he knocked on the door. Summer answered it but was on her cell phone.
"Cohen I've got to go." Summer said. She pointed to the bar for Ryan to help himself. Ryan nodded.
"Yeah I promise we'll get dinner tomorrow." Summer said. Ryan poured them both a drink.
"I love you too, good night Cohen." Summer said and closed her phone and looked over at Ryan.
Ryan smiled at her and passed her a drink, "How's Seth and the Cohens?"
"Great. There was a benefit party last weekend and we actually had fun. Coop went, she's stopped drinking and stopped fucking the yard guy." Summer said.
Ryan smiled and Summer noticed.
"You know she was asking about you. She really misses you." Summer replied.
Ryan nodded.
"You know you can tell me you miss her too." Summer said.
"Of course I do but I'm with Theresa." Ryan replied.
"Doesn't stop you from fucking me." Summer stated.
Ryan nodded, "True but.."
"But there's no feelings involved in this, its all about sex." Summer interrupted.
Ryan nodded, "It's the same for you right?"
"Yeah sorry but you aren't my type." Summer said, "Apart from the sex thing."
Ryan laughed.
"I must say though, you are an amazing fuck Chino!" Summer flirted.
Ryan smiled, "You're not so bad yourself."
Summer inched closer to him and slipped her fingers slightly under his belt.
"Can I tell you something?" Summer whispered.
"Sure, what?" Ryan answered.
"I dreamt about that night for the last two weeks." Summer informed sliding her fingers further down into his pants.
Ryan leaned down and kissed her lips. Summer kissed back. Ryan started pushing her towards the bed but Summer pulled away, "I want to go out."
"This is better." Ryan mumbled pressing his lips back against hers.
Summer kissed him but pulled away, "I'm going out, getting drunk, having a few dances and then I'm coming back here to get laid."
Ryan watched her.
"Are you coming with me or not?" Summer asked pressing her lipstick against her lips, "Cause it'll be a shame if I find someone better!"
Ryan sighed, "Why don't we do it now and then when we get back?"
Summer laughed, "You coming?"
Ryan gulped the last of his drink and followed her out the door and went to a club of Summers choosing. It was small but full of people their age.
Ryan ordered two drinks and met Summer at a table. A guy was there chatting Summer up. When he sat down Summer winked at him and returned her eyes to the guy. Summer continued chatting and Ryan returned to the bar. He ordered three shots for himself and another drink before returning to Summer.
"Where did that guy go?" Ryan asked sitting down.
"When he realized I wasn't going home with him he left for that slut!" Summer said, "Anyways I knew he wouldn't compare to you in bed."
Ryan smiled, "Probably not!"
"Want to get out of here?" Summer asked, "I'm starving and I need to get energy for later."
Ryan downed his drink and followed Summer out of the club and across the street to a pizza joint.
"Pizza gives me lots of energy!" Summer hinted.
"Eat up then." Ryan laughed handing her another slice.
Once they were finished eating they headed back to the hotel.
Summer's room was located on the sixth floor.
Summer pushed the up button to get the elevator. She then turned to Ryan and winked at him before approaching him.
"I can't wait to get you out of those clothes." Ryan whispered into her ear as he wrapped his arms around her and inched them up under her skirt letting her ass fill his palms.
"I can't wait to be out of these clothes." Summer agreed pressing her hips into his body and let her lips meet his.
The elevator beeped and they pulled away to enter the elevator. Ryan's hands wondered Summers body till the elevator reached the sixth floor. They headed towards Summers room but Summer quickly pushed Ryan back around the corner the turned.
"Coops waiting outside my room." Summer whispered.
"Marissa? Why?" Ryan asked.
"I don't know but you can't come to my room." Summer replied.
"It would hurt her." Ryan said concerned.
"Exactly, plus she'd never forgive you." Summer said, "You'd never have another chance with her again."
Ryan nodded, "I'll go home."
"Go downstairs get another room, charge it to my credit card and I'll let Coop know you're staying here….and I'll tell her to go see you." Summer said, "Then maybe tomorrow before you leave we can finish what we started tonight?"
Ryan smiled and got back into the elevator.
Summer started back towards her room, "Coop?"
"Hey Sum, I needed to get away and decided to come here." Marissa said.
Summer nodded and let her in, "Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I don't know. I was tempted to drink and I needed a friend."
Summer gave her a hug.
"I was half expecting you to come back with a guy. I was thinking that's why you come here on some Saturdays." Marissa confessed.
"Coop you know I love Cohen." Summer said.
"I know Sum, It was crazy for me to have eaven thought that." Marissa replied.
"Coop I have some news that might make you feel better." Summer said.
"Realy what?" Marissa asked.
Summer's face lite up, "Ryan is staying in this hotel tonight."
"What?" Marissa asked.
"I ran into him earlier. We had coffee." Summer lied.
"How is he?" Marissa asked.
"He was the father of Theresa's baby, he has a son named Brett. Him and Theresa aren't happy. He misses you Coop." Summer said.
Marissa looked out the window.
"Coop, go see him." Summer suggested.
"Do you think he'll want to see me?" Marissa asked.
"YEAH!" Summer said and picked up the phone to see what room he had gotten.
"Room 154 Coop, go see him." Summer said.
Marissa smiled and left.
Summer called Ryan's room to let him know the story she told Marissa. Ryan thanked Summer and hung the phone up.
Marissa slowly walked to his room. What was she going to say, how was she going to feel seeing him again, how was he going to be like when he saw her?
She finally reached his room and raised her hand to knock but pulled away. She finally found enough courage and pushed herself to lightly tap on the door.
She was half expecting him not to answer.
Ryan jumped up once he heard the light knock. He took a deep breath and opened the door.
"Marissa?" He said trying to act surprised.
"Hey." She said quietly, "Are you busy?"
"No, No." He mumbled, "Come in?"
Marissa nodded, "How are you?"
"Alive." He replied honestly.
Marissa nodded.
"How are you?" Ryan asked letting her into the room.
"Alive." Marissa smiled.
"I came to see Summer and she told me you were here, I hope you don't mind that I came to see you." Marissa asked.
Ryan didn't say anything for a minute, "I'm happy you're here."
Marissa smiled and let out a sigh of relief.
"I hear you are a daddy to a little boy, Brett?" Marissa asked.
"Yeah, he's great. Looks like me, want to see a picture?" Ryan asked.
Marissa nodded and Ryan pulled his wallet out of his pocket to show her the picture.
Marissa looked at the picture; it was definitely Ryan's child; same eyes, same nose, same smile.
Marissa sat down on the bed, "How is Theresa?"
"Uh, honestly?" Ryan asked.
"Yeah." Marissa replied.
"We don't really spend much time together. I work all day, come home and watch Brett for a couple hours to give Theresa a break and go to bed." Ryan replied.
"I'm sorry about that." Marissa said.
"Don't be." Ryan replied sitting next to her on the bed.
Marissa looked up and met Ryan's eyes and they just looked at each other for half a minute.
"I'm sorry Marissa." Ryan said.
Marissa looked down, "For what?"
"For leaving Newport, for leaving you." Ryan said.
"You did what you had to do Ryan." Marissa replied.
"I'm sorry for hurting you." Ryan said, "For hurting myself."
"Hurting yourself?" Marissa asked.
"I think about you every day Marissa." Ryan stated.
Marissa looked up at him again, "I think about you every day."
Ryan leaned into her and brushed his lips against Marissa's, he waited for her to pull away and when she didn't he pressed his lips harder against hers. She didn't pull back and she let her mouth open, letting herself fall into the kiss she dreamt about.