Chapter 3
"Fallen"
Most times when you go to bed with someone you never remember how you got there but Summer did. Ryan kissed her on every step as they slowly ascended up the stairs. His lips laced her neck and collar bone with kisses, slow and delicate unlike his usual character.
In his arms she knew she was in the hands of a pro. Seth had always been a little uneasy about sex and everything involved. Sure it had gotten better but his lack of adventure and his selfishness in bed had often brought Summer close to tears. But Summer had loved Seth so she hadn't cared, not knowing any better she didn't know what she was missing and therefore didn't complain.
Towards the end, it became a chore rather then an act of love. He know longer cared how long it lasted or whether she was satisfied at the end. Summer realized now that he must have been with Rachel and she was giving him what he wanted. So for him it was just a chore.
She couldn't help but despair, where had the man she had fallen in love with all those years ago gone, the witty, comic book geek was a mere memory replaced with the harsh reality on an ego driven, money grabbing man
They reached the top of the stairs, Summer pushed all these thoughts out of her head, as she stood there encased in his arms none of it seemed to matter. She looked straight into his sapphire blue eyes as his course hand brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. When he touched her, he did it so gently that sometimes you wondered whether he feared she would break, he would ask her whether she was ok.
His smile provided her life with light as he looked back into her chocolate brown eyes and at her soft rose red lips. He ran his finger along her lips slowly and then followed it with his lips. Gently nibbling onto her bottom lip as he led her into her bedroom.
His mind went back to the first night this had happened.
He had been appalled by Seth's behavior and over the years his friendship with Summer had grown while his and Seth's had deteriorated. He had spent more and more time with Summer, she would voice here worries over the lack of relationship that she and Seth had, he would listen and Seth wouldn't even talk to him anymore.
When Ryan found out about Rachel he was shocked, Seth and Summer were the perfect couple besides Sandy and Kirsten, and he had always thought they would last forever.
Summer had called that night two weeks ago asking Ryan to come over because her lawyer had just been round and Ryan could hear the despair in her voice. She had been lonely since Seth had walked out and she was coping terribly, Ryan at first had to keep reminding her to take showers, to eat and to even brush her hair, she was walking round in a numb haze hoping it was all a bad dream.
The lawyer had been like a slap on the face and when Ryan arrived at the beach house he found her sitting among hundreds of pictures of her and Seth ripped to shreds. She was holding her knees tightly and sopping uncontrollably.
Ryan had grown up respecting women and could never leave one looking like she did, he felt pangs of guilt knowing that it was his friend that had this to her. She was a beautiful person inside and out and he would never imagine anyone treating her as badly as Seth had.
Standing there for a moment in utter shock, Ryan pushed the photos aside and took her into his arms. She held on tightly and sobbed it his chest, he could feel her quickened heart beat as her body shuddered in his arms. He just rubbed her back softly and let her take her time, knowing she needed the release of everything. In typical Summer fashion she had tried to show little emotion and appear strong as she sat back watching Seth pack the life they had shared into a few suitcases and abandoning her.
When it came to work and other people she still acted like that but when it came to Ryan it was just something in his eyes, a strong sense of trust let enabled her to bear her soul.
Once she had eventually calmed down, Ryan had drew her a bath and told her to relax. While she was there he had cleaned up the mess and cooked an omelet for dinner. In her present state Summer had been to pre-occupied to think about grocery shopping and therefore upon raiding her fridge Ryan had found 4 eggs and molding cheese, hence the omelet's.
He was pouring out glasses of wine as she came down the stairs wrapped in a dressing gown and her hair flowing over her shoulders. His first thoughts were how beautiful she looked without the make up caked on her face, yet he wanted to slap himself for thinking that. He was there to help her not take advantage of her and it was just wrong, as much as he hated Seth he was still his brother.
From then it was all a blur, lost in the moment it all happened so fast. Few words were spoken as they touched each other and held each other. Neither could remember who had initiated it or why it had happened but it had. And while neither spoke about it, it happened twice that night. Summer looked at him afterwards as he slept, his strong body next to hers and his arms holding her tight, she hadn't understood why but looking at him she didn't feel guilty or upset.
And now it was his turn to watch her sleep. Her peaceful face lightened by a splash of moonlight coming in through the window. Her pink lips, her chocolate button eyes that seemed to reveal her soul to those that cared to look, her delicate fingers, her curved chest, her washboard stomach and her perfect legs.
He sighed, why did he have to be falling for her?
It would complicate something that was supposed to be simple
