In Your Eyes: Part Duex

Chapter 5

Riley sat in the cab on her way home, smiling at what she had done, triumphantly. She'd beaten him at his own game. She was unbelievably happy with herself; however, she wouldn't have minded finishing the job, either. She was definetly going to be taking a shower of the cold variety tonight when she got back to her hotel.

Randy walked out of the bathroom straightening himself out, shaking his head.

Fuckin' tease.

He liked it, and he knew she liked it, too. Who could resist the charms of the "Lady Thriller"? He walked back to the table where Chris and Taylor were, and they took one look at him, all flustered, hot, and bothered, and just burst out with laughter.

"What?" Randy asked.

"Seems that you've got yourself in quite a bind, here, Randall," Chris said, "just want to know what you're going to do about it."

Randy shrugged. He actually had no idea what he was going to do; but, like he said before, he liked her little games.They were just making him more keen on getting her in the sack.

"She's just playing her little games," Randy said, "it's only making me want her more," he said, "in fact, I think I might just go visit little miss Riley. I'm sure she'll enjoy it."

"All right, I'll catch up with you later, man," Chris said, doing some sort of manly handshake with him.

"Bye, Randall!" Taylor said, waving sarcastically and snickering.

Randy gave her a sarcastic smile, and make his way to Riley's hotel room.

Riley was just getting ready for bed, when she heard a knock at her door.

"Taylor did you forget your - "

She was cut off by someone's lips cascading onto hers. She had no idea who it was, so she pushed them off roughly, fist raised, as whomever it was collapsed on Riley's bed.

"WHAT THE F---!" she sighed, rolling her eyes, "Randy, what are you doing here?"

"What do you think I'm doing here, Riley? I came to finish what you started," he said, snaking his arms around her waist. She just snaked right back out of them.

"No," Riley said.

"What?" Randy asked, "did you just say no to me?"

"Randy, I just can't be the girl that's always just there to satisfy your physical needs."

"Why not?" He asked, dumbfounded.

"Because if I do that, I might start having feelings for you, I mean, stronger than the ones I all ready have; and I'll never enjoy it knowing that you don't care a wink about me," Riley said.

Randy sat down on her bed and sighed, patting the spot next to him. She made her way over to him, sitting down, putting her face in her hands.

"Look at me," Randy said, taking both her hands in his and forcing her to look into his eyes, "when we were together that night two months ago, I started to feel something for you, too."

"THEN WHY DID YOU LEAVE!" Riley asked, almost yelling, "why did you make me think that all you wanted was sex? I spent the past two months in pain everytime I saw you! You know why? Everytime I looked at you, it hurt so bad to think you didn't want me!"

"BECAUSE I WAS SCARED!" Randy yelled, making Riley stopped mid-sentence, frightened, "I - I'm - I'm sorry. I didn't want to feel anything for you. I'm so used to having guilt-free sex that I forgot what it felt like to have actual feelings other than physically for someone; and when the feelings started to get stronger, I got scared, so I left."

"Randy," she said, sighing and sitting back down next to him, "you don't run away from your feelings, you act on them. When I was with you that night, I had very, very strong feelings for you, and I was acting on them, that's what happens when you ----" Riley paused.

"When you what?" Randy asked.

"When you...l - love someone.."

"Are you saying you're in love with me?" Randy asked, smiling.