A/N--Finally got my computer back so I thought I would attempt to continue with this story. This chapter isnt much but I've got to get back in the story so bear with me! Read and review! Thanks!

Connie spent the entire weekend with her family. She knew that no matter what they said her brothers had missed her. Jeremy was twenty-eight, Jordan was twenty four, Josh was eighteen, Caden was thirteen, and her last brother Christian was ten. Jeremy lived across the street with Guy's older sister Breckin and their three kids.

Connie realized that it was a bit comical that her older brother had married Guy's sister but since that day on the playground when she was three years old their families had been best friends.

Jordan lived about three houses down, with not surprisingly Guy's oldest brother Bryant. Bryant and Breckin were Jordan's age. They were twins; Guy's family was practically overrun with twins.

Josh was eighteen, only two years older than Connie.

The minute she'd walked inside Saturday around noon Christian had tackled her. Caden had mumbled something about missing her, and Josh had picked her up and thrown him over her shoulder. Her mother had squealed and told her how much she'd been missing her and before she knew it Jeremy was over Breckin and the kids in tow. Breckin had gotten pregnant during her senior year in high school making their oldest child six years old.

The little girl looked more like Connie than either of her parents and acted much the same. She was loud and forceful, and refused to play with any girls.

Their second youngest was a little boy, four years old. He was the complete opposite of his sister, and looked exactly like his father. Their third was new born.

"Auntie Connie!" Isabelle cried excitedly as she threw herself at her aunt. Connie laughed and picked up the six year old. "Come play with me." Isabelle ordered once she was safely on the ground.

"Izzy, what if Aunt Connie wanted to talk to the adults?" Her father said.

"Why would she want to do that?" Isabelle asked curiously.

Connie laughed and shook her head. "Its fine Jer, I'll talk to you later. Do you want to go to the park sweetie?"

Once outside the girl seemed to change her mind. "I don't want to go to the park anymore." She said firmly.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Want to go see Uncle Guy."

"You can see him any weekend sweetie. Why don't you see him tomorrow?" Connie asked sweetly.

"No. Want to see Uncle Guy now." Isabelle pouted. Connie sighed in resignation and let the little girl pull her across the street. Isabelle insisted on ringing the doorbell herself, giggling madly when Guy's older brother Trace came to the door in his boxers. "Uncle Trace!" Isabelle yelled between giggles. "You put some clothes on!" She ordered.

Trace's face was flushed with embarrassment as he moved over to let her and Connie in.

"I seen Uncle Trace's undies!" Isabelle announced loudly as she walked into the kitchen.

Guy's mom laughed loudly and opened her arms so her granddaughter could give her a hug. Julie looked up from where she was sitting and smiled at Connie while throwing a questioning look at Isabelle. Virginia; Guy's mom, smile and said hello to Connie before introducing Isabelle to Julie.

"Where's Uncle Guy?" Isabelle questioned.

Virginia laughed and smiled at her oldest grandchild. "He's in the shower honey. He'll be out in a little bit."

"Good, Uncle Guy and Aunt Connie and I are going to spend the WHOLE day together!" She announced excitedly.

"Uh sweetie, I don't think that's a good idea." Connie said quietly.

"You promised!" Isabelle yelled angrily.

"I haven't promised anything Izzy. You know that." Connie said reasonably.

The young girl started screaming loudly, managing to draw the attention of everyone in the house. Guy came running down the stairs, a towel wrapped around his waist.

"What the hell is going on?" He shouted angrily when he reached the kitchen. His eyes landed on the screaming six year old in the middle of the room, and his protective nature took over. "Why is Izzy here and why the hell is she crying?" He asked angrily as he picked her up. Julie stared at Guy in surprise.

"She's mad because Connie doesn't want to spend the day with you and her. She had an entire day planned just for the three of you." His younger sister Gia said with a smirk.

Guy gave her a strange look before turning towards Connie who he had just noticed. "She's crying. Obviously this is very important to her. When something is important to Izzy, we do it." He said, his voice almost threatening.

But Connie had barely registered what he'd said; she was too busy staring at him. If she'd thought kissing Guy made her feel woozy, the sight of him in a towel made her want to faint.

"Are you even listening to me?" Guy growled angrily.

"Look at her Guy, she's practically drooling. Of course she isn't listening to you, you idiot." Gia crowed with a laugh.

"SHUT UP GIA!" Guy yelled with a blush.

Connie was also blushing, and now staring at the wall behind Guy's head. "Ugh whatever. Connie we'll take Izzy wherever she wants to go. Julie, are you okay with hanging out here today?"

"Jules and I can go to the mall." Taylen; Guy's oldest sister, said with a smile towards Julie. Julie nodded and told Guy to go have fun.

"Yeah it'll be great fun." He muttered softly. "Why don't you and Connie wait outside while I get dressed?" Guy suggested to his niece.

They only had to wait around five minutes before Guy walked outside, dressed as only Guy could. "Where do you want to go Princess?" He asked sweetly, refusing to look at Connie. First she wanted to go to the park, and then to the mall. After a few hours she decided she wanted to go to the movies. They let her choose which movie they would go to but Guy had to draw the line when she demanded they sit next to each other.

"No sweetie. We want you to sit in the middle."

"No. I want you to sit next to each other and I want you to hold hands." She demanded.

Connie choked on the popcorn in her mouth, and sputtered. "Isabelle what is the matter with you today? You have never once demanded the two of us spend the day with you like this." Isabelle smiled up at her aunt with an innocent smile before saying, "Mommy and Daddy told me a story last night."

"What was the story about?" Guy asked.

"Momma told me a story about you. Acuz I found a picture frame. It had ten things in it and in each little box was a picture and they were of you and auntie. I asked why they had just you and no one else and Mommy told me it was because you used to be in love, like my mommy and daddy are. Why do you not love each other nomore?" She asked innocently.

Guy coughed uncomfortably while Connie felt that her face must have looked like a fire engine.

"We—we weren't in love sweetheart." Guy finally managed to say.

"Yes we were!" Connie argued sending him a glare.

"Well…not really." Guy corrected with an arched eyebrow.

"Taylen and Julie are here! I be back." Isabelle said before running away.

Connie slapped Guy on the arm and scowled at him. "We weren't in love? Nice Guy."

He glared back while rubbing his arm. "You don't break up with someone you love."

Connie gasped indignantly."You broke up with me you idiot!" She retorted.

"I only broke up with you because you were going to break up with me." He reasoned.

"I wanted a break you jackass! Not to break up!" She growled. It was the first time they'd talked about their break up, the first time they'd felt this angry with each other in a long time. For a moment she wondered whether that meant something or not but she was too angry to truly consider it.

"If you had to think about it at all, then it wasn't the relationship I thought it was. I'm not the type of person that stays in a relationship that can't be saved." He said with a scowl.

"I think last night proved it could have been saved."

The color left Guy's face and he winced. "Forget about last night damn it!" He whispered harshly. "You have a boyfriend."

The last sentence was said so softly she almost didn't hear it.

"This isn't about Ken." She argued.

"I kissed his girlfriend; it's got something to do with him." She opened her mouth to say something back but closed. How was she supposed to reply to that? If she told him she was breaking up with Ken, it would sound like she wanted him back and she didn't. At least she didn't think she did. Isabelle ran back up to them at that moment, ending their conversation.

"Have you made up yet?" She asked eagerly.

Guy glanced at Connie before replying, "Yes we have. Now sit down, the movie's starting."

An hour after the movie had ended Guy and Connie was dropping their niece off at her house.

"You owe me five bucks." Guy said quietly. "I said I'd pay for my own ticket." Connie reminded him. "If I would have let you pay for your own Izzy would have been mad at me, you owe me five bucks." Connie shook her head and walked into her house.

Hours later, she was lying in bed wide awake. She should have been able to sleep, it was around eleven at night and she was dead tired but she couldn't stop thinking about the kiss she'd shared with Guy the night before. The kiss had made her feel things she'd never felt before. Not even when they were dating before. She shivered, remembering the way his hands on her back had felt. The moments before he'd kissed her had seemed like the longest moments of her entire life. When she fell asleep exactly, she wasn't sure but around two in the morning she woke again. Her sheets were twisted around her legs, she was sweaty, her heart was pounding and she was panting. If Connie would have stopped to think, she would have realized that what she was about to do was one of the most idiotic moments of her entire life.

Connie snuck out of her house quietly, and shivered when she stepped into the cold. If she'd been thinking clearly she would have put on a sweatshirt and some pants but she hadn't. The only thing on her mind when she woke up had been to rid her dreams of Guy. So instead of being warm, Connie Moreau was running across the street to the Germaine's in extremely short boxer shorts, and a practically transparent white tank top. Although Guy's room was on the second floor, the guest room was in the basement and Connie knew that Virginia would have made Guy sleep in the guest room and offered Julie his room. She ran over to the door that led to the guest room and peeked through the window. To her surprise, Guy wasn't sleeping. He was sitting on the bed in his boxers, his head in his hands. She started pounding lightly on the door to get his attention. He looked up and their eyes met. He stared at her in surprise but opened the door. His eyes were on her face for probably a second before he looked down and saw what she was wearing. He glanced up and opened his mouth to question her, but she stepped into the room, closed the door and before he could even react had grabbed him and kissed him fully on the mouth.

"Connie what are you doing?" Guy questioned breathlessly after he had yanked away from her.

"I—I'm not sure I couldn't sleep." Connie answered shakily.

Guy nodded in understanding and let himself fall back onto his bed. "I couldn't sleep either."

Connie let herself fall backwards so she was lying next to him and turned her head to stare at him. "Why is everything so complicated lately?" Connie asked quietly. "We've kissed twice in two days. I never even thought about kissing you until last night."

Guy was staring back and whatever she had been saying was forgotten.

He slowly leaned in, and kissed her softly on the lips. Guy rolled on top of her; Connie wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. She wasn't sure how long they kissed until things became more intense; until they crossed the line but by the next morning they both knew they'd crossed it.

"You're parents are going to wake up and realize your gone." Guy said stiffly, when he woke up early the next morning. Connie stood and dressed quickly. "I'll uh…see you later." She said uncomfortably, leaving quickly.

Guy lay in bed for a few more hours, contemplating what had happened, what he'd just done. Around ten Julie came bounding down the stairs.

"What are you doing Guygerman? I've been waiting for you to get your lazy butt upstairs for hours!" She complained.

"I've got to run over and talk to Tammy for a while; I'll be back in like an hour." Guy said. "You're going to have to leave; I'm uh…not wearing any clothes."

Although Julie sent him a questioning look, she left the room.

Guy sighed and stood up, pulling on boxers and a pair of jeans. He liked Julie, and she was quickly becoming one of his best friends but he couldn't talk to her about what had happened, Connie was her best friend.

Guy stood outside Tammy's door for a while before finally ringing the bell. Her mom let him in, and he trudged up the stairs to her room. He knocked, smirking at her when she attempted to hit him as she opened the door.

"What are you doing here? I was still sleeping!" She said sleepily.

"I've got to talk to you, it's important." Guy said, impatiently, pushing past her to get into the room.

"Okay, so what's going on?" She asked shutting the door behind them.

"I had sex with Connie last night." He muttered.

"WHAT?" She exploded, her face shocked. "How could you do something so stupid?" She snarled.

Guy shrugged. "She couldn't sleep so she came over to talk, and we were lying on my bed, and I looked at her and…it just happened." He said guiltily.

"I'm not sure I've ever been as disappointed in you before as I am right now." Tammy said quietly.

"You have no idea!" Guy exploded. "I have been in love with her since I was ten years old!"

Tammy shook her head angrily. "You forfeited that when you broke up with her." She reminded him.

Guy groaned. "Whatever." The two friends continued to bicker incessantly on the subject.

"You still love her." Tammy announced ten minutes later.

Guy's face fell for a moment. "If I did it wouldn't matter." He said quietly. "She's never loved me."

Elsewhere, Julie and Connie were sitting on Connie's bed.

"Guy was acting so odd this morning." Julie said conversationally, taking a bite of the cookie in her hand. Connie froze. "What do you mean?" She asked quietly.

"Well, for one thing he stayed in bed until ten, and on Sundays he's always awake early. Then when I came to wake him up, he kicked me out, and ditched me for Tammy! Last but not least, he was naked." Julie suddenly made a comical face. "Eew…do you think he was…?" She let her question trail off.

If the situation was different, Connie would have laughed. "I slept with Guy." Connie finally confessed.

Julie's reaction was the complete opposite of Tammy's. "I was waiting for you to own up." Julie admitted guiltily.

"You…you what?" Connie stammered out.

Julie shrugged and blushed. "I saw you sneak over." Connie nodded. "I am a horrible person Jules." She said sadly.

"No you aren't. You love him." Julie reminded her.

Connie, unlike Guy did not deny it.

"I do." She said sadly.

Was lazy with this update but reply and will attempt to do better the next time:)Also, if replying please no complaints on the sexage...had to happen to get the story moving...there is a point to it later on and no it will not be a pregnant Connie. Okay done now.