Chapter 22- Fire, Desire, and Ice, Part 1

His hands were against her skin. She felt so warm, her skin was so soft. He then trailed his hands towards her neck, and then along her face. They were kissing, and he was enjoying every second.

Her head tilted to the side, and her mouth opened more. He took control, and sat up so he could kiss her deeper. Maybe this was wrong, and maybe he wouldn't usually kiss her like this, but he loved this girl…and it was time that she knew.

She gently tried to push him away, but he wasn't ready. His hands slid away from her cheeks, and then he found her hands. His eyes slowly opened, and then he looked back at her, back at the girl he was kissing so passionately. He didn't even know he had all this fire inside for her, but maybe it was an effect of being rejected so many times…being rejected because she had a boyfriend.

Her hands found their way onto his chest. He hadn't been breathing when their lips were locked, so he inhaled, and then brought his lips back onto hers. He felt gross, because he knew his lips were sweaty, from being so nervous, but her lips tasted like mangos? Or at least that's what he thought it tasted like.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and then relaxed as he wrapped his hands around her waist. They had both been sprawled on the floor, like lovesick teenagers carrying out some forbidden desire…and it was forbidden because she was taken.

Zoey had to stop kissing him, because she was going out with Sawyer.

Chase's hands slid through her honey locks, and then he placed his warm hands against her shoulders. The tiny blonde hairs on her arm rose at his touch. Chase then leaned forward.

Zoey exhaled, as Chase gently brought himself onto her.

What was he doing? Was he…Chase Matthews trying to seduce his BF, that was taken by Sawyer? What was going on? He was distracted when Zoey pressed her lips harder against his own.

He held his breath once again, they were kissing each other so hard, and passionately that he felt as if his lips would hurt afterwards. But he didn't care. He loved Zoey, and he had waited for this moment since they had last kissed.

"Chase," Zoey mumbled.

Her words were lost because she continued to kiss him feverishly after she had spoken. Somehow her hands found their way onto Chase's back, her hands went underneath his shirt, and she massaged his tanned muscles.

Chase had gotten so hot. Zoey thought to herself. Her thoughts were distracting, because she was losing it, she no longer had control over herself. She had a boyfriend, so why was she kissing Chase! Zoey tried once more to tear her lips away from Chase's but she couldn't.

Finally Chase tore away. Zoey slowly opened her eyes.

"What did we just do?" She asked placing her hand over her mouth.

"It was me…it was my fault," He stuttered. Chase placed his hand to his forehead, he stood up and then held out his hand.

Zoey raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong."

"I…stood up too fast…I guess, I got dizzy," He waited a second for his vision to stabilize and then he cast his emerald eyes back at Zoey's alluring chocolate saucers.

She placed her hand on his arm, and then leaned forward in concern. "Chase, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," He slowly pulled away from her. "Sorry that I kissed you,"

"I thought it was me,"

Chase shook his head, and then smiled nervously. Beads of sweat began to form along his hairline. "Are you going to tell Sawyer?"

"Tell him what?" Zoey asked nervously.

"That we kissed,"

Zoey blushed, "Oh yeah," With shaky hands she opened her make-up bag. "Um…I…"

Chase watched as Zoey reached for some eyeliner. She seemed to be avoiding the subject at hand. "Zo, it was me I…"

"Did you go tanning again Chase? You look really…um…" Zoey placed down the eye-liner and then glanced at Chase.

He stared back at her in confusion.

Zoey looked away, and then substituted her eyeliner for a brush, "Chase it's not a big deal."

"Zoey, I'll tell him that I kissed you,"

"No,"

Chase's mouth dropped, "So you don't think we should tell him."

"I think that I should break up with him."

"Why?"

"What do you think of me?"

Zoey's question threw him off guard, "What do you mean, I think you're perfect."

She sighed, "Everyone thinks I'm perfect, but how can you still think that after the way I juggled you and Sawyer all this year? I like you and I like him too…and I knew what I was doing."

"But…,"

"Chase, I thought I liked Sawyer more, but lately…" Zoey placed her hands against the wooden drawer and then stared into the mirror. "I like you too, and I liked kissing you, and thinking about kissing you…and I like kissing Sawyer too."

Chase bit his lip. "I'm sorry if I confused you even more than you already are."

"It's not your fault Chase…it's mine. I've been leading you and Sawyer on this whole time…I don't deserve either one of you."

"You can be with Sawyer, I'll just try to get over you,"

Zoey didn't want Chase to get over her. Maybe she was being selfish. "I'm going to break up with Sawyer…I think it will hurt me more than him, but I can't be his girlfriend anymore, especially when I am so conflicted wi…"

The door opened and Sawyer stepped in wearing a navy blue sports jacket, starched khaki pants, a pale yellow collared shirt and a tie. "Hey Sunshine…and Chase,"

"Hey Sawyer," Zoey said in a small voice.

Sawyer stared back at Zoey in confusion his hazel eyes with flicks of yellow darted between Chase and Zoey. "What's going on here?"

"We were just talking," She said quickly.

"What happened to your leg?" Sawyer asked Chase observantly.

"Oh nothing, just a…" Chase glanced at Zoey who had an expression like a deer caught in highlights across her face. "I don't know."

"Dude, that's a kinda big bruise to use the "I don't know" line," Sawyer responded, maybe a little concerned.

Chase shrugged.

"Okay," Sawyer focused back on Zoey, "You look beautiful Zo, and is that a smile I see?"

Zoey nodded.

Sawyer walked over to her and placed his hands along her face. "Chase and I planned a surprise for you,"

"I figured that much," Zoey whispered.

Sawyer smiled, "Nicole, and Dana won't be there, and it is pretty last minute so it won't be too packed but…"

"Thank you Sawyer and Chase, you guys are so sweet." Zoey placed her hands along his and then pulled his hands down. "Sawyer, I…"

"What's wrong sweetheart?"

Zoey looked down, she didn't want to dump him. What was wrong with her, why was she so greedy? And why was it that she knew what she was doing…but yet she didn't want to give up either one.

"Did you have something to tell me?" Sawyer asked.

"Um…no,"

Sawyer stared back at her in confusion, "You sure?"

"Positive," Zoey said a little too quickly.

Sawyer leaned forward to kiss Zoey. She closed her eyes and tried to get lost in his kiss, but all she could think about was Chase's lips…which had been on hers seconds before. Chase was such a great kisser, and when she had been kissing him, she was so into it.

A feeling of guilt surged through her as she kissed Sawyer right in front of Chase. A couple of seconds later she gently pushed him away.

Sawyer slowly opened his eyes, and then licked his lips. "Your lip gloss tastes really good."

That's the same thing Chase had mumbled to her, when they had been kissing. God, she was so far from perfect, and with her current situation she was finally starting to realize that.

"So this is the woods," Nicole pulled her shades down over her eyes.

Jordan grinned, "Shall I give you a formal invitation?"

Nicole nodded, "I see the dirt on the ground, the moon in the sky, and the scary owls glaring at me with their mean beady eyes, I know we're in the woods,"

"We can set up camp here," Jordan placed down his book bag and then unlocked his car, which his parents had gotten him a while back, but had driven down today.

"Can I help you?"

"Sure, you can help me pitch the tent, start a fire, or talk to me and look cute as always, what do you want to do Nic,"

Nicole placed her hand to her chin thoughtfully, "Hmm…let me think this over, I think talking to you, while looking cute is the best option."

Jordan winked back at her, and then grabbed the tent from the back. He walked back over to Nicole seconds later. "I'm glad you came with me,"

"Me too," Nicole said shivering. It was freezing.

"Are you cold?" Jordan asked softly as he started to pitch the tent.

Nicole nodded.

Jordan pulled off his denim jacket and then stood up. "Turn around,"

She did as she was told.

Jordan then proceeded to slip his jacket on Nicole, she held out her arms, after he was finished he planted a quick kiss on her cheeks.

Nicole twirled around and then grabbed Jordan by his short sleeved shirt. "Hey, I think I might need more than one kiss to keep me warm."

Jordan's cheeks flushed as a cool October breeze whipped past. He shivered as he leaned forward to kiss Nicole on the cheek once more.

"No…not there," She pointed to her lips.

"Oh okay," Jordan wrapped Nicole in his arms and then pressed his lips against hers. They broke apart seconds later.

"I'm going to get the tent ready okay,"

"Sure, I guess I can go collect some firewood or something,"

"Hold on, wait for me." He replied.

"Are you scared something is going to happen to me?"

"I always am, we've had too many close run ins." Jordan turned away from her and then started to work on the tent.

"I'll stay right here then," Nicole sat down on a log, "This would be a good place for the fire,"

"Yeah,"

Nicole wrapped her arms around her body, and tugged at the sleeves of Jordan's jacket. This was such a romantic location…well not really, but for the first time, it was just her and Jordan…and now that they were going out, this was even more special.

After Jordan finished pitching the tent, he sat down next to her.

"So what are we looking at?" He asked.

"I saw this squirrel in the forest, and I could swear that it was dancing…it was so cute but so funny at the same time, it had an acorn in his hand, and its teeth were so big…"

Jordan laughed as he wrapped an arm around Nicole, "A dancing squirrel?"

"Uh huh, let me show you what it was doing." Nicole got up and then reached for a twig.

Jordan placed his hands against the cold damp soil, and then stared back at Nicole in interest.

"This twig is the acorn okay," She giggled, "Totally ignore the fact that the twig is like ten times bigger that an acorn, and that I don't look like an adorable squirrel,"

"You're more adorable,"

Nicole winked back at him. "Okay let me show you," Nicole held the twig up in the air, and then held her other hand up to the sky. "Acorns, Acorns,"

Jordan smiled.

Nicole started to shake her hips and then stomped her pink Nike's on the ground. Her hair swung around wildly as she did a sudden jump in the air and then a twirl. "I guess we can call it the acorn dance."

Jordan smiled, "Nicole…Nicole, what am I going to do with you."

"Okay, maybe I am a little embarrassed, the squirrel didn't dance."

"Of course it didn't." Jordan said standing up and then starting to gather some wood. "I'm going to make us a warm fire, and then we can make hot chocolate,"

"And cuddle,"

Jordan nodded, "And cuddle," He repeated.

"Yay, Glory Days…well I guess Glory nights now," She said with a clap.

After Jordan had gathered some twigs together, he started to work on creating a fire.

"Does that really work?"

Jordan nodded, "I used to be a boy scout."

"Aww,"

"I wasn't that cute."

"I find that hard to believe." Nicole sat back down by him, and then watched as he concentrated on creating friction between the twigs. A minute later orange embers and smoke started to appear. In front of the log they were sitting on, some wood and dry grass sat. Jordan blew on the smoke and embers and as the smoke turned into fire, he tossed the burning twigs down.

"We have fire," He said clapping his hands.

"I am impressed Jordan,"

"Do you want to make hot chocolate, or smores?"

"How about we play a game?" Nicole suggested instead.

"Or play a game," Jordan repeated.

"How about Fire, Desire and Ice…I made it up, so it's going to be fun, crazy, and um…did I forget anything else that describes me?"

Jordan shook his head but didn't say anything else.

"This is how you play…" Nicole thought it over, "Hehe, let me think about it, okay this is how you play I'm going to think of a number, and if you are say…within ten numbers of that, back or forth, then you go into "Fire" stage. Basically what that means is that you kinda got me, so you get to fire 5 questions at me and I have to answer them truthfully, if I can't take the heat and I back out then I have to do something highly embarrassing."

"Like the squirrel acorn dance?" Jordan said with a laugh.

Nicole giggled, "Ha, Ha, no something more embarrassing."

"Ohh, like trying to climb a tree naked, or kissing a tree?"

Nicole stuck out her tongue, "Yuck…at least the tree kissing one. But if you don't want to do either, then guess within ten numbers or be honest with my "Fire" questions, and onto Desire."

Jordan blushed. "What number do I have to get for that one?"

"You have to nail it."

Jordan looked up, "Interesting way of phrasing that."

Nicole pushed him, "Who knew my "Jordy Bear" had such a dirty mind."

"Jordy Bear?"

"We're in the woods with real bears and I…it sounds cute okay."

Jordan smiled, "Okay, so what happens when I land on "Desire" or the actual number."

"Then I have to do something for you, like kiss you, or give you a massage, something romantic."

Jordan closed his eyes. "How many guys have you played this with?"

"Only you…because I know where some guys minds lead too…and I am not…I repeat not…going to allow some random PCA jerk…have a say in what I do for him, if he lands on the exact number." Nicole placed her hand over her mouth and then laughed, "This game was intended to be innocent, but it's turning into something else…"

"And what's ice?"

"That is when you are way off…and then you have to confess five secrets to me do whatever I tell you too, and then…" Nicole laughed and then shook her head.

"What?"

"And then you have to do a strip tease!"

"Nicole!" Jordan exclaimed.

Nicole doubled over in a fit of laughter. "I don't want to land on Ice! I don't want too!"

Jordan pouted, "It's freezing, and I'm not a good…stripper."

"Me either!" Nicole confessed.

"Okay you go first," Jordan sighed.

Nicole thought of a number. She decided to go with 22.

"12," He said.

Nicole clapped, "Yay, you landed in Fire, now ask me five questions and I will confess or either take the heat."

Jordan placed his hand underneath his chin, "Okay question number one, since we started going out, have you thought any other guys were cute?"

"Urr… I think a lot of boys are cute, but not as cute as you…I mean you look like Tom Welling, what else could I want."

"You didn't answer my question." He laughed.

"Okay, I kind of…just a little intsy wincy bit thought that kid Cassidy was cute…but just a little bit."

"Cassidy,"

Nicole nodded, "But he is definitely not as cute as you!"

"Question number two, have you ever fallen in love with someone that you weren't supposed to, and it was wrong on so many levels, but you didn't care that you were different."

"Fall in love with like a monster, or a cartoon character, or a dog? That would be GROSS!"

"No, a human."

"Why would I be forbidden to love a human?" Nicole asked.

"Because some love isn't right,"

Nicole sat back and her eyebrows furrowed low over her eyes, "Do you mean like with a different race?"

"No way, race doesn't even matter." Jordan said quickly.

"I know…I used to have a crush on Michael, but I'm SO over him, and he is so cute with Skyler anyways…but what are you talking about."

Jordan glanced into the fire, and then stared back at Nicole.

Embers jumped, and the fire swayed along with the breeze.

"Have you ever felt wrong loving someone…not because of different races, because that's dumb, but because of…"

"Like a girl?" Nicole asked wrinkling her nose.

Jordan shrugged, "Uh…"

"No,"

He nodded.

"I've always liked guys, and I know that's not going to change. Like I love you so much, why would I want anyone else regardless?"

"I love you too,"

Nicole reached for a stick and then held it towards the fire. A smile crept across her face as she watched the stick slowly start to burn. "Question number 3, cutie,"

"When you find the right guy, what is the one thing you would be willing to sacrifice for him."

Nicole drew in a shaky breath, "You like to dig deep don't you."

"You invented the game," Jordan said bringing his knees up to his body.

Nicole linked her arm in his, and then rested her head on his shoulder. "Don't laugh, and don't tell anyone especially not Dana, but my ultimate sacrifice to the guy I love would be me I guess…my virginity."

"You're a virgin?" Jordan asked.

Nicole's mouth dropped, "Did you think otherwise?"

"I…I wasn't sure,"

"Well I am…" Nicole playfully snapped her fingers, "My mama didn't raise no fool."

Jordan grinned.

"Quite contrary to the way I act, I do have some sense and values…I know I'm not supposed to ask you questions but are you a…"

He nodded.

Nicole squealed, "Guys are never virgins at seventeen anymore!"

"I'm embarrassed I know,"

"No don't be, that is a total turn on…well not in a rude way, but you know, but Jordan!" Nicole leaned forward to kiss him on his lips quickly. "Are you saving yourself for the right girl?"

"Maybe,"

"Maybe we'll be each others firsts sometime down the road?"

Jordan gently tucked a strand of Nicole's hair behind her ear. "Maybe we will, I'll ask you two more questions, and then I guess it is my turn for Fire, Desire, and Ice."

"I hope you get Ice, so you can take it off!"

"You never have seen me naked."

Nicole squealed and then started to fan herself, "I have a feeling we are going to get ourselves into trouble out her in the woods, all by are lonesomes…with just the moon, the stars, and attraction."

"And distraction," He added leaning forward to kiss her once more. So Nicole thought Cassidy was cute…

"I want to cook for you," Michael said.

Skyler scowled as Michael took out her character. "You just killed me Mike!"

Michael focused back on the t.v., and then placed down his remote. "Oh damn, next time I'll let you win Skye,"

She shrugged, "No big,"

"I think so,"

Skyler leaned forward, "But I didn't say I wasn't going to beat you next game."

"I see, but you can't beat Master Mike at his own game,"

"Master Mike…Ha!"

Michael reached forward to turn off Logan's flat screen t.v. "So how about it? Can I cool you dinner,"

"Can you cook?"

"I wouldn't offer if I couldn't."

"A man that knows how to cook, I am impressed." Skyler said softly.

"Really?"

She nodded, "Cooking is a way to a girl's heart…at least this girl," She stood up and then walked over to the window. "What are you going to cook for me?"

"Curry chicken, homemade macaroni and cheese, and broccoli."

"That sounds SO good."

"I want to get to your heart baby, so I have to pull out all the stops. Tonight I'm not just Michael…but I'm going to be Michael freakin' Emeril!"

Skyler smirked, "Silly, so do you really want to get to my heart."

"What if I did?"

"Then I might let you in, if you tried hard enough." Skyler sat back down on the edge of Michael's bed, and then crossed her legs. "It's hard finding a guy, that can cook, make you laugh, and is cute all at the same time."

Michael nodded his head, "Not many guys are "special" like me,"

"Who said I was talking about you peanut head,"

"Your nicknames are going to drive me back into my addiction."

"Ohh," Skyler's eyes widened. "Addiction…what are you addicted too?"

Michael stood up and then brought himself close to Skyler.

She looked back at him nervously, and her stomach rose with each shaky breath as Michael placed one hand down on his dark blue sheet, and then brought the other hand on the other side of Skyler. Her almond shaped eyes, with long black eyelashes stared back at him.

"Are you trying to kiss me?"

Michael chuckled, "What if I am?"

"I didn't invite you too." She said shakily.

Michael looked down at her full lips, and then back into her brown eyes. He leaned closer to her, and then turned his face before their lips could touch. Michael pulled back his pillow and reached for some chips.

"Sweet, I didn't eat my hidden stash, that had to be a dream last night."

Skyler quickly composed herself, she smoothed down her long raven hair and then stared back at Michael with a smile. "You think you're slick huh?"

"As a fox," Michael winked.

Skyler giggled, "Can I have a potato chip."

"Woman get your own bag!" He yelled jokingly.

"Give me that boy," Skyler grabbed the bag, and then jumped up. "All these chips are all mine."

"No,"

Skyler playfully shook her hand at Michael, "All mine," She opened the ziplock bag with her manicured hands and then reached for a chip, she then delicately popped it into her mouth. "Mmmm…so tasty, so fresh…and did I mention all MINE?"

"We're gonna fight," Michael joked.

Skyler reached for another chips. She munched on it. "Mmm…scrumptious."

Michael jumped across the bed, he rolled to the other side, and then reached out for the bag.

Skyler stepped back, and Michael fell to the floor.

"Aww, poor wittle baby," She laughed.

"You're a mean girl Skyler, holding my potato chips ransom like that."

"It's a dirty job Michael, but someone has to do it."

"So who is this boy, that you have a crush on?"

"What?"

"Remember when we were at the beach, and you told me that you liked some guy. Who is he, and does he consider himself very special."

"Why would he?"

"Any guy that you like should consider himself special at least I know I would."

Skyler handed Michael back his potato chips, "Do you want to know a secret?"

"I'm always in for a little juicy gossip, what's up?"

"If you tell me the girl that you like, then I'll tell you about my guy…the one that I have a crush on."

Dana took a bite of the ground beef.

"Is it good?" Logan asked.

She nodded, "Yeah, it's a little spicy though."

Logan smiled, "Spicy is good."

Dana coughed and then took a sip of her water, "Maybe," She placed down her fork momentarily and then looked back at Logan. "Are you going to eat?"

"I am,"

"No you're not, you're just staring at me like a weirdo."

"I can't help that you're irresistible." Logan licked his lips and then looked Dana up and down with fire in his eyes. "It's just you and me now."

Dana nodded, "Correct," She stabbed her fork into another clump of ground beef and then swirled it around with some sour cream, and cheese. "Logan, why are you still looking at me?"

"Cuz you're so damn hot," He rolled off his tongue.

She smirked amused, "I know what you're trying to do, and it's not going to work."

Logan reached for the fork in Dana's hand, "Can I have some."

"Eww, I don't want to eat after you, I don't know what you have."

Logan ignored her and then took a bite. He groaned. "God that's good."

Dana snatched her fork back, "So why did you bring me here anyways? There is a thousand other restaurants in Tijuana."

"But not like this, we have our own private room, our own view of the ocean. This is perfect."

Dana nodded, "It is,"

Logan glanced towards a large window which showcased a breath taking view of the Pacific Ocean, and then relaxed against Dana's arm. "We should make our own special memories in this place."

Dana shook her arm. "Go away,"

"No," Logan turned around and then started to kiss Dana.

"Is all you think about is sex?"

Logan nodded, "And you,"

Dana tried to push him away, but she couldn't help but give in. Logan's kisses were so warm against her cheek, and she didn't want him to stop, although she had reservations about this place.

"I love you Dana," Logan said between feverish kisses.

"What?" Dana asked placing her hand against his chest.

He stared back into her eyes with truthfulness in his own. "I said I loved you," With that he pressed his lips back against her own. Logan started to take off his shirt, Dana placed her hands along his tanned shoulders, and helped him take off his shirt. What was she doing!

"No…not here," She stammered.

"We have a private room, think of it as a hotel." He whispered in his ear, and then slid his lips downwards to her neck.

After Logan had taken his shirt off successfully, he swung it around his head like a rope and then tossed it against the wall. "I don't usually call girls after I sleep with them."

Dana pushed him away. "What!"

"But I called you," Logan kissed Dana on top of her nose, and leaned away. "Why else do you think I was so bent on getting you to come with me?"

"Because you were lonely." Dana said glancing towards the door.

Logan caressed Dana's jaw with his thumb, "Please, girls flock to me like pigeons. I asked you to come because there is only one Dana Cruz, and I wanted her attention, lovin', and body and….soul,"

Dana pouted, "Do you mean this or are you just messing with me, because if you are playing around then I'm going to kick you're a…"

"Ass, you can't kick it because I'm telling the truth, but you can spank it."

Dana groaned, "You're disgusting."

Logan leaned forward to kiss her again. The lights dimmed, and then the walls illuminated in neon colors.

"What kind of place is this?"

Logan smirked, "This place is called Fire & Desire, you fill in the rest."

Dana shook her head, "Leave it to you too…"

Logan pressed his lips against her own. "We can have dinner after the main course."

"Do you have a condom?" Dana asked.

Logan kissed her neck. "No, but aren't you on the pill?"

"Yes, but…"

Logan kissed her halfway on her mouth and cheek. Dana's eyes fluttered closed, and she forgot what she was going to say. Logan ran his hands through her caramel curls, "Will you be my girlfriend?"

Dana's mouth dropped.

"I mean if you don't want to then…"

"Yes!" Dana exclaimed a little too happily for herself. She cleared her throat. "I meant sure, whatever,"

Logan smiled down at her. "So you're officially my baby doll."

"I guess so," Dana reached forward to affectionately run her hands through Logan's curly hair, as he started to take off her clothes.

(Hey everyone! Sorry it took so long to update, school has been really hectic these last couple of days. I will probably update again next week, or late this week, but we'll see. Thanks for the reviews, you'll are awesome.

Hilda- Definitely

Classic Rock n Roll Fan- I agree! College is doing the same to me. Loved your story, and Maggie Grace is an actress on LOST who is HOT!

Natalie- Where is Chap. 13, lol, ttys

Carlita- Yes, Zoey does like Chase

Zxxbsmsgirl3148- Loved the character breakdowns for each chapter, Funny!

Hopefully- They're dating…for now

Mellerties- Cassidy isn't gay, but Nicole did say he was cute…and not sure what Jordan thinks yet. More thought is needed for that one.

Once again thanks everyone for reviewing…I am alive, and so is this story….lol, I'll update whenever I can, and no worries I'm not close to finishing. Peace, I'm getting some sleep!)