We laughed the entire way back to the hotel. Our bodies were dripping with water and this dress was probably ruined. We quickly slipped off our shoes and were still hyped up from the day and spastically moved about the hotel room. I ran into the bedroom and launched myself through the air to land on my back on my bed. I was feeling this sense of euphoria as I felt the sheets dampen beneath me. My hair was still soaking wet from the fountain and it was soaking into the bed. Tbag wandered into the same room as I carrying the bottle wine from the previous night. I sat forward and attempted to shake some of the water from my hair.

"So now you are going to use wine to try and get me drunk." I teased and Tbag moved closer.

"Would it work if I tried?" he asked tossing the bottle in my direction.

I laughed and took a quick sip from the bottle. I was absolutely enjoying this day but I knew that I couldn't allow myself to get drunk. Tbag was manipulative enough already and I didn't want to make it easier for him by getting myself drunk. I slid to the side on the bed making room for Tbag and he took the bottle from my hands.

"Was that your plan from the beginning?" I asked as he took a seat next to me. He looked at me with a confused look.

"I mean this whole thing. The boat, the food, that water thing. How did you do it all? Why did you do it?" I said starting to realize I hadn't stopped talking.

He sighed like the answer should be obvious, but he didn't say anything. I sat straight up looking a little frustrated waiting for him to grace me with an answer. He sighed and took another sip out of the bottle.

"It was from the other night." He admitted. "when you were ranting about being kidnapped and harmed, it made me feel sort of guilty."

I stared at him confused by his answer. This was most certainly out of his character. Since when did he feel guilty about doing anything? Especially when it concerned his own behavior. I tilted my head in the direction towards his letting him know I wasn't buying what he was telling me.

"You should feel guilty, it is all your fault."

He sighed angrily and pushed himself to the edge of the bed. I have never seen him act like this before, and to be honest it was a little scary. Maybe this alcohol was making him act this way.

"Dammit, Laney I'm trying to be serious. Maybe I jumped to a conclusion too soon when I thought that I needed to bring you along. But let's face it, had you not seen the money I wouldn't have to make rash decisions."

"I thought you were trying to be serious? If you weren't trying to swindle everyone out of their money, people might actually like you."

He didn't respond to my outburst even though I half expected a slap to the face. He was just sitting in his own world like he wasn't even listening to what I had to say. His arms were resting on his knees and he was chewing on his thumb. It was a first experience I had ever had when he wasn't speaking at all. I moved along to the edge of the bed so I was sitting right next to him.

"Why do you care so much? Usually you don't." I said.

He glanced over in my direction. I tried to offer him a small smile, but I didn't know if it was really comforting him or not.

"Tell me Laneykins, what is it about Tweener you find so appealing? Aside from his boyish looks."

That caught me off guard. We were just trying to have a conversation about him, and he twisted the subject around back to me. Fine if that was the game he wanted to play.

"What's not to like? He's sweet, smart, funny, a little goofy, but extremely tender hearted." I said as though Tbag looked like he was going to throw up.

"So if I expressed all of those qualities then you would be attracted to me." He said solemnly.

Ok, honesty time. "I don't know how compatible we are T."

That got his attention. He stood straight up from the bed staring me right in the eye. The anger was boiling across his face.

"What do you mean we aren't compatible?" he spat in almost a dangerous growl. I had to swallow back my nerves before continuing.

"We don't have a thing in common!" I said a little more defensively. "A completely different set of morals, values, wishes. Should I go on?"

"Haven't you ever heard of opposites attract?" he argued.

"We aren't talking about attraction. We are talking about if two people are matched together so they can be together."

"So you admit you are attracted to me." He said more confidently. How did he always manage to twist people's words around to suit himself? It drove me crazy.

"I never said that! How can I be attracted to a criminal who murders the innocent for the sheer fun of it?"

"Blah blah blah. You are stating all the reasons we couldn't be in a relationship. Attractions, however, are physical. It's the pleasurable way your body reacts as mine draws closer to yours. And through every touch and kiss." He said biting his lip on the last word.

Even as he was speaking goosebumps started to prick their way across my skin. I was attempting to keep my face calm and make my body return to normal. Nothing got by Tbag, though, and he was aware of the effect his very speech was having on me. I had to think of something quick to cover this up.

"There mere thought of Tweener can make me react that way." I said with a smirk knowing I had pushed passed the limit. Tbag had his hands clenched together like he was going to punch me, but something made him relax instantly.

"Maybe. But the body's reactions are physical, and therefore cannot be controlled. It is possible for one individual to be attracted to more than one person at a time." I started to open my mouth, but he cut me off.

"Using your own argument against you, I think you are attracted to me because we are how you said, opposites." I held my tongue waiting to hear his brilliant explanation.

"It's proven throughout history. Black with white. Dark with light. The quite little good girl always has a thing for that misunderstood bad boy."

"This isn't a movie from the 1980's."' I said. "I'm hardly the quiet good girl and you are definitely not misunderstood."

"I'm dangerous and a risk. It sounds to me like your whole life had been planned out for you without so much as a misstep. The thought of being with someone like me is such a risk that the pure adrenaline from the thought feeds you."

I was stunned into silence. Things just started clicking together in my brain. Was this the reason I found myself so attached to Tbag and thinking that I was in love with him? He was a risk to me and it felt exciting. I brought my eyes to look back up at Tbag and he was smirking down at me in a victorious way. He believed he had just cracked into the way I felt and now that he knew it, he could control it.

"Tbag, I'm sorry, but." I tried to explain, but he interrupted.

"You are attracted to me. ADMIT IT!" 'He shouted. He was losing his patience.

His face was starting to turn red as his rage grew. I had to lean back towards the bed to try and gain some distance between us. I was afraid of answering him because of his reaction. If I said the wrong thing he would react violently. But, why should I lie just to please him? I had been honest in the rest of our conversation, and this answer shouldn't have been any different. The problem was, I wasn't completely sure of what the answer was. But even as I stared up at Tbag, I knew what the answer would be before I the words came out of my mouth.

"Yes." I admitted so softly I wasn't sure he heard it.

And then he kissed me. And I kissed him back.

A/N: Yay! Summer is here! My goal for the summer is to finish this story, hopefully I can stay on it! All you readers can help keep me accountable =)