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I wasn't crying.

I was hyperventilating. I mean, come on. He kissed me and acted as if it were nothing at all. What does he expect me to do, forget it? It seemed like that's what he did.

After a few seconds of shock, I had entered the house, seemingly happy. I wanted to show him that no matter what he did, I could resist him. I could.

I thought I could, at least.

I was now sitting on the couch, sighing. The kids were who knows where- it had stopped raining hours ago-, Nicole was in the guest room, flipping through the channels, and Skye was currently sitting at the kitchen table, a book in hand, looking like the sexy bastard he was.

I had to say something.

"Skye-" I opened my mouth to speak, but he beat me to it, sitting the book down and sighing.

"Look, Julia, I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry, and it'll never happen again. But it's hard, you know? You leave me without a word and I don't know where the hell you are, if you're married again, if you have kids, or anything. And when I first say you again, it took all I had not to throw myself at your feet. But I'm sorry, and I can make that last kiss last a lifetime, because I know it'll be the last one I'm getting from you."

That was a long winded speech for him, and I was shell shocked, but I needed to say something.

"You don't know that," I whispered, "You don't know. It may not be the last kiss." I didn't know what I was saying, or doing, but I stood up from the couch and slowly inched my way towards him.

"Julia, what are you-" He was just as confused as I was, but for once, I wanted to be the one to take control. I...wanted it to be like before he cheated on me, I wanted...to make love to him. Slow, passionate, love.

Because, like he said, I could make it last a lifetime if I needed to.

LIME ALERT

Attacking his lips, I wrapped my arms around his neck and sat on his lap. I hadn't done this since forever, and he still had that faint scent of plain Skye and some curry.

"Julia..." Unlike me, he seemed to have some resolve left, but it diminished quickly as I fumbled with his belt buckle. He moaned loudly, and I smiled against his lips. I still had game.

I was surprised when he picked me up and dashed the small distance between the kitchen and master bedroom. He sofly let me thunk on the covers, and attacked my neck. I finished my job with his belt buckle, and seconds later he kicked his pants to the ground. I wasn't that surprised when he started to fiddle with the buttons on my shirt.

I let my hands roam his chest under his shirt, a faint voice in the back of my head repriminding me, but it was too small to matter now. All that mattered was what I was doing right now, and Skye. Only Skye. And...and...What else was important to me? What...

"The kids!" I gasped, sitting up and covering myself up with my unbuttoned shirt. I scolded myself internally for forgeting why I was here in the first place, but his large warm hands felt so good against my skin that had been cold for so long...

Ugh.

END LIME (okay, it was tiny. I'm new. Sue me.)

"What about the kids?" He asked, breathing hard and struggling to find his pants.

"MOMMY! DADDY!" Hayden and Amy burst through the door, and I blushed to my roots at being caught in such a predicament, by my kids, no less.

Oh, wait. I was with my husband. Well, that didn't better things.

"Go out, Hayden, Amy. Mommy'll be out in a minute." I told them, my voice shaky. They nodded, shutting the door behind them. Sometimes I wished I could have their naiveness.

Skye looked at me with worry.

Oh god, I thought to myself, Now I've led him on.

But, didn't I want what just happened, also? Didn't I say I wanted him, at least in my mind?

I was so confused, and somewhat hurt, though I didn't know why. Did I want to know why?

I felt the bile rising in my throat. I had to get out. I had to leave, where no one would see me.

I pushed through Skye and ran out the door, not saying sorry. I ran and ran and ran, until I was far into the woods, and only then did I let myself start to cry and throw up.

My stomach was emptied of what little contents it had only seconds later, and I dry heaved for minutes after that, before collapsing on the ground and letting the sobs wrack my body until I had no tears left to cry.

It must have been an hour or longer since I left. They would be searching, but I couldn't bring it in myself to go see them. I couldn't. Not yet. I had alot to think about.

What did I want? That question echoed in my mind, endlessly. In the back of my mind, I knew the logical answer. My kids. But I was tired of being logical. I was so tired of having to be the smart one.

Had I been smart, though, to leave without answers? I was so confused, and felt like throwing up again.

I ran a hand through my silken brunette hair and sighed. It was closer to 2 hours now, and was getting dark. It would be better to get back soon. I was sure Nicole was worrying her head off.

I looked up to the sky, it barely seen through the canopy of the woods. I smiled softly as the crickets chirped. It was nice to alone for once, considering the circumstances.

But I needed to get home. Sitting up, I walked slowly through the woods till the light of my house came into view.

Nicole opened the door and popped her head out, and seeing me, screamed happily.

"JULIA!!"

She ran out, along with the kids, and I was tackled into a huge bear hug. I dimly saw the outline of Skye's body standing at the door, his weight mostly on one foot.

"Julia, I was so worried..." She rambled on as we walked slowly towards the house. I laughed.

"I noticed," I smiled, "And it was sweet of you."

"We-well, you're my friend!" She blushed, "I'm supposed to be worried if you go missing!"

"It's okay," I smiled. "Don't worry."

Nicole just rolled her eyes.

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