Phoebe decided to take a day off and go away on her own for Friday and the weekend. She neeeded to think and the beach seemed like the perfect place for it. She was lounging at the beach sipping iced-coffee, enjoying the light sea breeze against her skin. She raised her head from the book she was reading and took a look at the beautiful blue view in front of her. She loved the beach and being here on her own felt calming and refreshing at the same time. It was the second day of her mini vacation and she still hadn't decided what to do. Her heart screamed Cole, but her head warned her against him. Jason was so gorgeous and treated her so gently and more importantly he was a mortal, but he was her boss. She should have never gotten involved with him. What would happen if she decided to end it with him? Would he continue being a gentleman or he would hold it against her and make her life at work living hell?
"How did I get into all that?" Phoebe said barely audible. She sighed and took her sunglasses off and placed them on the little beach table next to her along with her book. She took off her pareo and on her way to the warm water, she spotted a man, who looked rather familiar. She froze in place, when he turned on the side and kissed a blonde woman. He whispered something to her ear and she laughed. He chuckled too and then his gaze fell on Phoebe. He froze and saw Phoebe grabbing all her stuff and leaving. He gently pushed the woman away from him and ran towards Phoebe.
"Phoebe!"
"Go away." Phoebe said not looking at him.
"Phoebe, wait!" He grabbed her shoulder to stop her.
"Don't touch me."
"I just want to talk to you."
"I think we talked enough a week ago."
"No, it wasn't enough." He got in front of her.
"Just go back to your blonde bimbo, Cole."
"I don't care about her."
"Neither do I." Phoebe gave him a small sarcastic smile and walked away from him.
"Are you alone?"
"None of your business."
"I should be the one who is mad, damn it."
"Oh, really?" Phoebe yelled at him.
"How's Jason?" Cole asked her bitterly.
"How do you know about Jason?"
"So, it is Jason." Cole shook his head.
"Just leave me alone. I don't think your girlfriend looks too happy right now." Phoebe looked behind her.
"She is not my girlfriend."
"I don't care!"
"Yes, you do! Otherwise you wouldn't be mad right now." Cole told her.
"Go to hell!"
"I'd go everywhere with you."
"Stop it. God, don't you get it? Why would you be here of all places?"
"It looks like the universe united us."
"Screw you and screw the universe."
"Just, please. Let's go somewhere to talk."
Phoebe shook her head and continued walking away from him. He just wouldn't understand a word she was saying.
"Where do you stay?"
"Why don't you understand that I don't want to talk to you right now?"
"Then later?"
"Never."
"I don't care about that girl. I don't even remember her name."
"Very nice of you." Phoebe laughed bitterly.
"What about your boss?" Cole shook his head.
"None of your business."
"Yes, damn it. It is my freaking business." Cole caught her wrists and Phoebe dropped all her stuff.
"People are staring." Phoebe told him through her teeth.
"I don't care. I just want you to hear me."
"Let me go." Phoebe told him and Cole dropped her hands and just helped her gather her stuff. "I don't need your help." Phoebe said and caught her bag out of his hand and walked away from him. Cole stayed frozen in his spot feeling defeated.
Phoebe got back to her room and fell on her bed crying.
"How could he do this to me?" Phoebe cried.
Watching him kiss another girl was beyond hurtful. She couldn't imagine how he felt when he heard Jason through the phone. That must be how he knew. After a lot of tears, she pulled herself together, took a shower, wore a beautiful summer dress, put on her makeup, fixed her hair in a relaxing braid and went out. On her way out, she saw Cole at the hotel lounge. The moment he saw her, he stood up. Phoebe just stared at him and continued walking towards the exit.
"May I join you?" Cole walked fast towards her.
"No, you may not." Phoebe replied.
Cole didn't say anything, he just walked with her.
"I'm meeting someone." Phoebe lied.
"Really? See, if that was true, he would have been there in the lounge waiting for you to pick you up."
"I'm meeting him somewhere."
"Who is it?" Cole furrowed his brows and Phoebe smiled, "It can't be Jason, he'd be with you at the hotel."
"Wow, you're such a stalker. How did you even know what hotel I was staying at?"
"I have my ways."
"Stalker."
"I'm not your stalker, I just want to talk."
"Cole, I'm so tired of talking."
"Why are you mad at me? Are you jealous?"
"No. I am not jealous, ok? You can do whatever you want. We've separated a long time ago."
"It's not that long. And the divorce is still not out."
"It's only a matter of time."
"Do you even know where you're going?" Cole asked her, as they kept walking for some time now, passing a whole lot of restaurants.
"Yes." Phoebe said. "Stop following me."
"No."
"Fine."
"Let me take you some place." Cole offered.
"I told you I'm meeting with someone."
"Why are you so stubborn?" Cole asked and in that moment Phoebe entered a bar. Cole followed her inside. Phoebe turned around and bumped into him.
"Go away." Phoebe looked up at him.
"No way, I'm leaving you alone in here." Cole yelled over the loud music.
Phoebe turned around found a seat and sat at the barstool.
"Hi! What will you have?" A tanned tall barman asked her looking very attentive at her.
"Vodka lemon." Phoebe smiled at him.
"Coming right up." He winked at her.
Cole looked at him dangerously and sat next to her.
"Why are you still here?" Phoebe asked him enraged.
"Where is the guy supposedly meeting you here?" Cole asked her.
"He texted me, he will be a little late." Phoebe lied to him.
Cole touched her arm and leaned into her, "I can see your wisdom teeth." He said in her ear and Phoebe shivered and pushed him away.
"You know, when he comes here, he will kick your ass."
"Oh, really?" Cole laughed.
"He is very possessive."
"He can't have what's mine." Cole told her which turned Phoebe on and she cursed under her breath.
"I haven't been yours for a long time now."
Cole looked at her hurt and then the barman brought Phoebe her drink and asked Cole what he'd have.
"Scotch on the rocks. Make it double."
Phoebe turned around and looked at the crowd. Mostly young people dancing and drinking like there was no tomorrow. She wished she was like that again, when she didn't have a worry in the world and was just a 20 year old girl having fun with guys. No one had ever come close to what Cole and she had and she didn't even care about half the guys she had been with. She sighed and took a sip out of her drink.
"So, are you two together?" The barman came back and asked all smiles mostly looking at Phoebe.
"Yes."
"No."
They said at the same time.
"So which one is it?" He laughed.
"I'm single." Phoebe winked at him.
"Oh." The barman smiled big and Cole felt the need to hit him.
"Well, I'm almost done with my shift, maybe we can go somewhere else for more drinks." He told her.
"That won't be necessary. We're leaving." Cole told him and threw money at him, grabbed Phoebe and they left.
"What do you think you are doing?" Phoebe gritted her teeth.
"What are you doing?" Cole asked her and pushed her against the wall at the empty alley of the bar.
"Stop." Phoebe looked into his eyes.
"If you ever flirt like that in front of me... Actually, if you ever flirt like that in genereal..."
"Yes? What will you do?" Phoebe asked him.
"Damn it, Phoebe." Cole said exasperated touching her face with one hand.
His lips were so close to hers, but he didn't want to kiss her without her consent.
"Why did you come here?" Phoebe said in a hoarse voice.
"I just wanted to get away." Cole told her.
"Why did you have to pick this place?"
"We came here together once."
"I know. So you thought you'd bring a whore along to our place?" Phoebe told him bitterly and pushed him away from her.
Cole stared at her walking away from him. He followed her and noticed her tears.
"I didn't bring her with me. I just met her here." Cole told her.
"I don't care."
"Yes, you do care. Otherwise, you wouldn't be crying now."
"Go away."
"I'm sorry." Cole grabbed her hand and brought her into his embrace.
"I hate you." Phoebe cried and punched his chest with her fists, but Cole kept her close to him.
"Please, baby." Cole whispered to her. "You're the only one I want. No one else matters, but you and you know that."
"I wanna go back to my room." Phoebe wiped her tears and pulled back.
"I have a better idea."
"I don't care."
"Just..."
"I'm so mad at you, I don't even want to see you right now. I can't stand this. Don't you understand?" Phoebe told him and Cole looked hurtful at her. He let her go. Phoebe returned to her room, cried some more and then headed to the hotel's pool. It was just her and another family laughing and talking.
"That's nice." Phoebe thought. She ordered a margarita and got lost into her thoughts, when a man approached her.
"Hi, I'm sorry for coming onto you like that, but if you aren't waiting for someone and since I don't have any company, do you mind, if I sit here with you?"
"Sure." Phoebe half-smiled at him.
He sat down and they talked. Phoebe had another margarita and then another vodka and she got a bit drunk.
"Like, who does he think he is? Following me around like a puppy. Oh, my God! You should have seen him. It's hilarious." Phoebe laughed. "And then he pushed me against the wall. Who does that? God, his hands, though. And his lips, I just wanted to kiss him, but I wouldn't give him the satisfaction." Phoebe mused.
"I understand." The guy laughed and noticed how her strap from her dress and her bra had fallen from one side. He fixed it for her. Phoebe looked into his eyes. He smiled at her and gently stroked her cheek, while his other hand was resting on her lap.
"You're nice." Phoebe smiled at him.
"You're beautiful, Phoebe." He stroked her leg and he slipped his hand under the slit of her dress and up to her thigh.
Phoebe breathed hard and as he brought her face closer to his, she slipped her tongue in his mouth. He kissed her back hard and after a little while they broke apart breathing heavily.
"Wanna go up to my room?" He asked her.
"I can't." Phoebe shook her head and pulled away from him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't..."
"No, it's fine. I just... I have to go..." Phoebe told him and tried to stand up.
"You're drunk. Let me help you."
"No, I can do it." Phoebe said and walked away.
It was 2am by then. She noticed Cole at the lounge bar of the hotel drinking.
"Why are you still here?" Phoebe told him.
"Where were you?" Cole asked.
"Somewhere."
"Are you drunk?"
"Are you?"
"I can handle it. You obviously can't."
Phoebe laughed. "Yes, Cole, you're above everything."
"Let me help you to your room."
"God, why everyone thinks I'm so drunk I can't walk to my room?"
"Here." Cole left money at the bar and helped Phoebe up into her room.
"I could do this on my own."
"I just wanted to make sure you'd be safe."
"This is it." Phoebe said incoherently.
Cole took her keys and opened the door. He helped her lay on the bed and she dragged him with her.
"You're so handsome." Phoebe told him and he laughed, "Better than the guy downstairs."
"What guy?" Cole asked her.
"Never mind." Phoebe told him.
"Phoebe, why you have to keep hurting me like that?" Cole touched her forehead with hers and whispered.
"Because, you were here screwing a blonde bitch. This is our place, Cole. Not hers. It's mine and yours. You can't bring other girls to our place."
"She found me here and nothing happened."
"Yeah, right. How many times did you do it? Was she better than me?"
"Stop it."
"No, tell me. I need to know. You know, me and Jason? We did it. A lot."
"Phoebe, stop." He pushed her away and stood up.
"What? You think you can screw that girl for hours and not let me tell you about me and Jason?"
"Phoebe. Please."
"He was good, especially when he did that thing with his hands..."
Cole closed his eyes. "I'm leaving before you say something, you will regret or before I do something I will regret."
"Like what? Do you want to hit me for banging another guy?" Phoebe stood up and got closer to him.
"I would never hit you." He looked down at her.
"Cole?"
"What?"
"I want to kiss you."
"I've never seen you drunk like this before." He set her back down on the bed.
"But, I just. I really want to kiss you."
"No, you don't. It's the drink."
"Ok, well, that guy downstairs would love to kiss me."
"Phoebe, what's wrong with you?"
"You went and banged another girl."
"You banged your boss." He got on top of her and grabbed her hands."
"I don't know why I did it." Phoebe told him.
"Are you still together?"
"Yes."
"Do you love him?"
"No." Phoebe told him tired.
"Do you love me?"
"I do, you idiot." Phoebe started crying and Cole crushed his lips down on hers.
"I love you." Phoebe told him.
"I love you." Cole told her back, "But we can't do this now."
"Why not?" Phoebe laughed wiping her tears.
"You're drunk and horny and in the morning you will regret it." Cole told her.
"No, I won't."
"Just go to sleep." Cole kissed her forehead.
"Will you stay?"
"Yes." Cole said taking off his shoes and laid down next to her, cuddling her.
Phoebe closed her eyes, smiled and drifted into a deep sleep, all the while mattering incoherently words. He could only understand the words "Cole" and "slut".
The next morning, Cole had brought her aspirins and breakfast. Phoebe opened her eyes and as she rose up, she fell back down.
"Easy there. Take these." Cole handed her an aspirin and a glass of water.
"What happened last night?" She asked as she did as he told her.
"What do you remember?" Cole asked her as he sat next to her.
"Why are you here? Oh, my God. We didn't..."
"No, we didn't have sex, even though you begged for it."
"No way I did." Phoebe told him and he smiled, "Oh, God, I did..." Phoebe fell back down and put her hands on her face.
"I brought you breakfast."
"Thanks." Phoebe rose slowly and looked at him, "Sorry about last night. I think I said some pretty hurtful stuff."
"You did." Cole frowned.
"Isn't your girlfriend looking for you?"
"She's not my girlfriend. She's just a girl I met at the beach, ok?"
"You kiss all the girls you meet at the beach?"
"She just flirted a little and we kissed, ok?"
"You didn't sleep with her?" Phoebe asked him.
"No."
Phoebe sighed out of relief.
"Ok."
"I could never sleep with anyone that is not you."
"Why?"
"I love you." Cole caressed her cheek gently and Phoebe closed her eyes. He kissed her gently on her lips.
She opened her eyes, when he pulled away from her.
"Look, I'm going back to my hotel to make my luggage. I'm leaving in the evening."
"Ok." Phoebe told him.
"When are you leaving?"
"Evening."
"Have you come here with your car?"
"No."
"We can return together then. If you want."
"Ok." Phoebe said.
"I'll come back in an hour." Cole said and Phoebe nodded.
She closed her eyes after he left. She felt better now that she knew he hadn't slept with another woman, but she felt bad for sleeping with Jason. She needed to break it off. Her heart belonged with Cole and she couldn't change that, no matter how hard she tried. Maybe he was right. The universe united them.
After 1,5 hours, Cole and Phoebe were walking down the beach. They packed their stuff in his car and decided to go to the beach.
He grabbed her hand and she didn't pull away.
"Remember the first time we came here?"
"I do." Phoebe smiled.
"We sat at that spot," Cole walked with her down to the beach, "and watched the sunset."
"That was nice." Phoebe smiled.
Cole sat down and offered her his hand. She smiled and took it. He brought her in his embrace and wrapped his arms around her.
"Ah... I missed having you in my arms." Cole whispered in delight.
"I missed it too." Phoebe closed her eyes and sat back in his arms.
"I love you, Phoebe." Cole kissed her head.
"I love you, too, Cole." Phoebe smiled and turned her head to him.
A long chappie! What did you think? So much craziness, but they are finally back together! Should I end it here or continue? Your choice. If I get 5 requests to continue, I will. Thanks for reading!
