Something About Vegas

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She stared into the pools of dark brown above her, disoriented for a moment, lost in the sensations he had created in her body. His facial expression was unreadable, except for his eyes; in them she saw questions.

'What is he asking?' she wondered. It was a little late for second thoughts, much too late actually, but there was a question in his eyes, one meant for her to answer. She clasped her hands around his neck, pulling his mouth to hers and taking it greedily. She wanted him, needed him and that should answer his question. It took him only a moment to respond and he deepened the kiss, the doubt, if that's what it was, already gone.

She closed her eyes, tried to empty her head of any thought, nothing mattered right now except being with Tim. Exactly why they were together was a question for another time. She had certainly wondered why she was in bed with him this morning and a couple of random details had popped up in her brain, but it was nothing she could focus on right now, Tim held her full attention, something she would gladly continue giving to him.

He made love to her slowly, skillfully, leaving her trembling from his touch and wanting more. It was as if Tim possessed a manual to her body no one else had ever had access to. She had knowledge of his body as well, which both astounded and confounded her, but the reaction he gave in response to her touch, cleared her head of lingering questions. There was a closeness between them that felt natural, something far greater than friendship or a night of random sex. This closeness existed on some other plane and she willingly lost herself in it.

He kissed her tenderly before moving off her, leaving her panting and completely spent. Her mind once again reeled with questions. This was Tim, her coworker, what exactly was going on between them? Feeling overwhelmed, having no clue how to react to him after what just happened and what apparently must have gone on through the night, she quickly rolled onto her side away from him, pulling the sheet up to her chin. Yet, needing to remain connected to him somehow, she scooted over as close to his body as possible, thereby giving him a completely mixed message. Neither said a word, this reality they weren't ready to deal with.

Closing her eyes, she felt sleep trying to claim her, but nagging thoughts in her brain held it at bay. Tim's arm was loosely draped around her waist and his steady, quiet breathing told her he had most likely drifted to sleep. Removing her arms from their position inside the sheet, she lifted her hand up to push hair out of her face when a glint of gold caught her attention. Examining her hand closer, she could see an unmistakable gold band encircling her left ring finger, a gold band most definitely not there yesterday.

"Oh my God!" she cried out abruptly and raised herself to a sitting position, startling Tim awake in the process. She continued staring at her hand in disbelief, then grabbed Tim's left hand. On his previously naked ring finger there existed an identical band of gold.

"Oh my God!" she repeated. "What did we do?" He groggily sat up and she held his hand in his face while repeating the question, one which he still hadn't answered. He simply groaned in response, staring at his hand with a mixture of disbelief and confusion.

'This couldn't possibly be true, could it? Did we actually get married?' she frantically asked herself. Sure, they were in Vegas and they had been drinking last night, she remembered that, but she never drank that much! 'This couldn't possibly have happened, we aren't even dating, heck, we don't even see each other outside of work all that often!' This was all too much to process, she felt on the verge of hyperventilating.

She grabbed the sheet, wrapped herself in it and bounded into the bathroom, closing the door behind her, leaving a naked Tim still sitting and staring at his left hand looking dumbfounded.

Perched on the edge of the tub shaking, she felt hot tears behind her eyes, but was too shocked to cry. Struggling to get the ring off her finger, she found it wouldn't budge, her finger must have swelled during the night. Several minutes later she heard a soft knocking at the door.

"Come in," she answered, still shaky, fatigue and frustration evident in her voice.

Tim entered, now thankfully with pants on, and sat beside her on the tub. Having him so close was a bit unnerving, it was impossible to look at his bare chest and not be reminded of their earlier activities, the thought of which made her blush, so she quickly looked away.

"Calleigh I'm sorry about all of this," he said simply, quietly and without emotion.

"Tim we couldn't possibly have gotten married," she declared without confidence. "I mean, why would we do such a thing?"

"Yeah, we did," he informed her with a shrug and seeing the shocked look on her face, added, "I found our paperwork. It looks legitimate. I'm sorry, I know this is kind of a shock."

A single tear made it's way down her cheek but she quickly wiped it away.

"Kind of a shock? Just 'kind' of a shock? That's an understatement, don't you think?" she retorted with sarcasm.

"Look, we can get this taken care of as soon as we get home," he offered gently, afraid to make eye contact with her and having much difficulty keeping up with her changing demeanor.

"Oh lord, what time is it? We have a flight to catch and I'm not even dressed," she blurted out to him, now clearly agitated.

"We have a little more than an hour to get to the airport," he advised her. "We should probably hurry, though."

Their eyes met briefly and she was instantly transported to another place and time when she had stood and looked deeply into his eyes, under much different circumstances and feeling something quite dissimilar than what she was feeling right now. It was last night and it was before she had taken vows with him in a little all night chapel on the strip. The clarity of the memory startled her. This was real. She and Tim were married.

"I know this is real, but I still can't believe I got drunk enough to actually marry you," she said without thinking and as soon as the words were out of her mouth she knew they had come out all wrong. She saw a flash of hurt in his eyes, which he quickly masked and became once again, expressionless.

"Same here. Hurry up, the quicker we get out of here, the quicker we can get this taken care of," he responded roughly and walked out, leaving her shocked once more and it was still early in the day.

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