Rose finished making breakfast and just stood there silently in the kitchen. Too many emotions running through her and not knowing what half of them meant to her. The look on Dave's face before he walked out of her bedroom, was stuck in her brain…it wasn't hurt or disappointment, but somewhat of a look that told her that he was expecting her reaction.

"Just go talk to him, Rose." She said out loud to herself.

Taking a deep breath, she threw the dish rag into the sink before she made her way through the room of sleeping bodies. Focused on what she was going to say, she didn't notice the one female body that was missing amongst the others.

"Okay." She stated as she wiped her hands off on the pair of jeans, she'd thrown on that morning.

All they had to do was talk about it and everything would be fine. Just in the little time, she had come to care a lot about Dave and didn't want one night to ruin the friendship that they had started. She raised her fist to the door and knocked softly.

No answer.

Rose knocked again. Her head tilted when she heard what sounded like voices talking. He must have the radio on and couldn't hear the knocking. Swallowing, she grabbed the door knob and slowly creaked the door open.

"Dave I…" She stopped mid-sentence when she saw the reason why no one answered the door.

Rebecca being the one who saw Rose first, squealed in embarrassment as she threw the sheet over herself. Dave lifted her off of him as he hopped off the bed to slip his pants on.

"Rose it's…" He started, but was cut off by the door slamming and the sound of footsteps down the stairs.

He sighed. What the hell had he just done? There was no intention of doing what he just did with Rebecca, but being the stubborn male that he was…his emotions took over instead of thinking with his head.

"Dave. You coming back to bed?" Rebecca cooed as she slipped of the sheet.

Dave turned to her and was going to say something, but just responded by leaving her alone to go after Rose. Rebecca pouted at the closed door and just tried to figure out what had just happened.

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Dave found her in the kitchen, trying to occupy herself with the dishes. He just stood there staring at her until she finally sensed his presence.

"I made breakfast already if you're hungry." She said looking blankly at him before she turned back around and continued the task at hand.

Dave sighed as he reached around to grab her arm. "Rose. It wasn't what it looked like." He started.

Rose whipped around to face him. "What is the meaning of that statement? Because every guy seems to use it whenever he gets caught." Her expression turned serious as she brushed past him.

Dave snickered at her attitude. Grabbing her arm, he forcefully dragged her out threw the back door. He stopped when they were far enough from being heard.

She pulled her arm out of his grasp. "Don't touch me." She shot at him as she stalked off towards the beach. She took a couple of deep breaths to keep herself in check. There was no way a man was going to break her spirit down…even if it was a man she had feelings for.

"I was just pissed off, Rose. That's all that was." Dave started again as he caught up to her once again.

Rose let out a sarcastic laugh. "Real good excuse. Never heard that one before."

Dave gritted his teeth. "Why are you so pissed about it anyways? It's not like we're couple or anything." He pointed out in the rudest way possible.

Rose turned to him. "Yeah. You're right. We aren't a couple, but how do you think that makes a woman feel who you just slept with the night before, finds you in bed with another woman the next morning?" She waved her hands and shook her head. "No. Never mind, don't answer that."

Dave grabbed her arm before she could walk away. "Do not walk away from me, Rose." He ordered before he pulled her in front of him. "I'm sorry." He apologized as his eyes found hers. "But you chose him and even though I know it wasn't the right thing to do, there's nothing I can do to take it back." Loosening the grip on her arm, he found his hand caressing her cheek.

Rose found herself turning into his touch. "I was going up to talk to you…" She started. "to tell you that I didn't regret what happened last night…" She cursed herself for the single tear that fell. He started to speak, but she didn't let him. "and how I didn't want it to ruin the relationship we hade made since you've been here…but now I don't even know." She finished as she brushed his hand away.

"Rose…" He swallowed. "I'm sorry. I don't know what else to say."

Rose nodded in agreement. "I figured that much." She stated as she started to walk away. He said her name again and she turned back around. "And to make one thing clear, I didn't choose anyone…but after this, I think I know who I can trust."

Dave didn't stop her this time. He just watched as she stalked off back towards the Inn. Her last comment hit him like a knife in the back.

Probably the greatest night of his life was ruined and the only person he could blame was himself.

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