Chapter 2: I Won't Forget That Night.

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Gail kisses him back passionately. His soft, warm lips pressed against her full and red lips. She broke apart. "I got a text sent by you from Dov." He said.

"Dov sent you a text. What text?" Gail asked.

He picks up his phone and reads the text out loud as she reads. "I still love him."

"I still love you. Nothing you do will ever change that." Chris says as he kisses her again. He pulls her by her hand and towards the locker room. He walks in grabs his stuff as the two other men stare at them.

"You should put on a shirt." Gail said interlocking fingers with Chris.

"Yeah, I'll do that." He says stopping and pulling his shirt over his head. He locks their finger together again and heads for his car. He opens the door for Gail and she gets in. He gets in, starts the car and pulls out.

"Can you stop someplace first?" Gail asked.

"Yeah, where?" Chris asked.

"Drive, I'll tell you where to turn." She said and Chris didn't like that.

"Where? Gail, where do you want me to stop?" Chris asked grabbing her hand, kissing it and turning the corner on his was to his place.

"I want to see it." Gail said.

"See what?" Chris questioned totally confused by now.

"See where he ha-had me." Gail said as a tear rolled down her face. Chris didn't hesitate. She stopped the car in the middle of the road. Accelerated enough to pull over on the side of the road.

"No! I'm not bringing you there!" Chris yelled. He saw her at a time of her need. She was hurt. He blamed himself as well as Nick for not being with her. Nick for not answering his phone, but himself because he let her be with a guy like that. He put the car in the parked position. He grabbed her face with both hands and kissed her. "I won't do it." He said and kissed her again.

He put the car in drive and grabbed her hand again. He drove to his apartment. "I can drop you at your apartment. You don't have to stay here." He said opening the door.

"No, I want to stay with somebody." Gail mentioned. Chris got out of the car and went to help Gail out.

"I'm here. Here whenever you want to be held. Whenever you need me, I'm here." Chris said kissing her head. They walked into his apartment and up to his kitchen. "You want something to eat?"

"No, not really." She said eventually changing her mind. "Wait, you got ginger ale?"

"Yeah, you want one?" He asked knowing she did. He takes one out of the refrigerator and hands her it. She heads toward the living room, Chris following.

She sets her soda can on the end table and turns around. Chris put his down on the opposite end table and stares into her milky blue eyes. She's staring back into his dark brown eyes. She pulls her attention as something catches her attention. "What's that?" She asks and points. She can barely see it, but it's a picture of them. It wasn't their first kiss, but it was one of them. He kept a picture of it. That was probably their most memorable kiss too. Dov took it as he was held against his will by Gail to take it.

"It's nothing." He says and tips it forward. Gail gets up and picks it up. She looks at it and it startles her that it's sitting next to his couch. Next to that picture was another picture. Another picture of Gail; only Gail. When she went undercover as a prostitute. Of course his undercover pic is hidden. She looked at him. She didn't bother with the prostitute one.

"Why do you have this?" She was confused on why he kept them.

"It doesn't matter." He says staring at the ground.

"Yeah it does. Why?" She asks settling the pictures down and sitting back on the couch grabbing his hands.

"I-I didn't want to forget it." Chris answered.

"Forget what?" Gail questioned.

"That night. Forget that night." Chris stated. That night they had sex. He was her first. Surprisingly she was his too. That night. Chris might have a new girl over every other night, but Gail will always be his first as will he be hers.

Gail leaned it and kissed him. She caught him off guard, but that didn't matter. He kissed her back, picking her up to her feet and backing up to his room. She wasn't thinking and neither was he. She was abducted three days earlier and not once did that go through both their minds.

"You sure?" He asked as his hand was on the handle of the door.

"Mm-hmm." She said and as quick as the door was open, the clothes became to come off.