A Secret

Chapter 9

A/N: I'm becoming really addicted to writing. Just saying.
McBrideReedusLover.~

Daryl could feel the sun on his eyes. He reluctantly opened his eyes, and immediately noticed that Carol was a little too close to him. He felt the heat creeping up his neck when he realized he was holding her. Sometime during the night she must have rolled over, and he must have wrapped his arms around her. How was he going to get out of this one without waking her up? He was too scared to move. He noticed movement across the room, and saw Sophia sitting up in bed, writing on a piece of paper. That probably meant she had seen them like this. God what would she have thought happened while she was asleep? Fuck. This was bad. He hoped Carol woke up soon so he could move. He didn't like this. Well, he did, but he didn't want to admit that. He shouldn't like it, or her for that matter, seeing as she was married. But once he found she was abused by the asshole, he forgot all about the fact that she was married. His mind wandered back to last night at the pool. Why did she do that? She tried to kiss him. Did she actually want to, or was it just a spur of the moment kind of thing? His guess was a spur of the moment. She'd probably never do that again. Which was good. Maybe. Hell he didn't know. He was not good at this at all. He felt movement, and he hoped she was waking up. Instead, she only snuggled closer to him. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck this was not good. Why did he secretly like it? Not good. 'Please wake up.' He thought to himself.

"She's a pretty heavy sleeper." Sophia said, not looking up from the paper. She knew Daryl was awake, she had seen him tense up. "She won't wake up if you move." When she woke up, she saw her mom and Daryl, fast asleep and cuddling each other. She didn't know what happened, and she didn't want to know. What they did was their buisness. For now anyway. She'd question her mom later, when Daryl wasn't around.

'Move you idiot.' He scolded himself. He didn't want to move. He glanced down at Carol, and noticed her shirt was rolled up a bit, revealing her stomach. It was a bad idea to look at her. He shouldn't have been checking her out while she was asleep, it was just wrong. And her daughter was right there. What the fuck was wrong with him. He never felt this way before. No woman ever interested him. His eyes trailed along her body, and he caught a glimpse of her chest. He didn't see anything extreme, but it was enough. Now he had to get up. He needed a cold shower right away before anything else happened. He carefully moved his arms, grabbed his bag, and took off towards the bathroom.

Carol was sitting on the bed, reading the book she never had the chance to finish. It was a romance novel. She liked reading romance. Sometimes she pictured her life being like the ones in the stories. She knew it could never happen, but still. "Hey mom." Sophia crawled onto the bed and sat beside her. "Mom!" She waved a hand infront of her face. Carol sighed, and closed the book. Why did she even bother.

"Yes?" She asked, placing the book back in her bag.

"Why were you snuggling Daryl this morning?" She chose to be direct. No easier way to say it.

Carol could feel herself blushing. She never knew she was snuggling him this morning. When she woke up he was in the shower. "Why was I what?"

"Why were you snuggling Daryl?" She asked again.

"I don't know what you're talking about... I wasn't..." Her daughter was too curious for her own good.

"You were." Sophia nodded. "I know it didn't just happen in your sleep, because Daryl was awake for ten minutes before he finally moved." Sophia told her. Carol was shocked. He was fully aware of this? And he hadn't moved either? It made her heart flutter thinking about him holding her. If only she had been awake to realize it. "You guys didn't... Do anything right?" Sophia made a face of disgust. Carol's face went even more red.

"No. No we didn't do anything I swear to god." The thought of her and Daryl... She just couldn't even begin to think about that. Well, she could, but she didn't want to. Especially with her daughter sitting right infront of her.

"Good. Because ew." Sophia shook her head. Enough of that conversation. "So when are we going to eat?"

"You'll have to ask Lori." Carol replied. Sophia nodded and ran out of the room to find Lori. Carol looked to the bathroom door when she heard it open. Daryl walked out, and nodded to her. She smiled at him shyly, thinking about what Sophia told her. "Good morning."

"Mornin'." Daryl said quietly, putting his bag by his bed. "Ain't we supposed to be goin' home today or somethin'?" He asked, moving his damp hair back.

"That's what I thought. But maybe not." Carol shrugged. "Sophia just went to ask Lori when we're going to eat."

"Good, cause I'm starvin' right now." Daryl sat down at the end of the bed. He was glad things weren't awkward anymore. They would've been awkward if she had been awake earlier this morning. Really awkward actually, considering he was checking her out.

"Mom! Lori said we're going to eat now!" Sophia poked her head in the room, and then disappeared again.

"Well, I guess we're eating now." Carol smiled and stood up. Daryl stood up as she walked by him. He followed her, quickly catching up to her. They were now walking side by side down the hallway where Lori, Rick, Carl and Sophia were waiting.

"Alright, are we all set?" Rick asked, his arm around his wife.

"Hell yeah." Daryl said, ready to finally eat something. Carol couldn't help but laugh. Everyone walked towards the stairs, and Daryl stopped. He turned to Carol. "I don't wanna take the stairs three floors down."

"Me neither." Carol chuckled. "Shall we be lazy and go in the elevator?"

"Fine with me." Daryl smirked and walked over to the elevator. He was about to walk in when Carol grabbed his arm.

"What happened to ladies first?" She asked, raising a brow.

"Fuck that." He said. They stared at each other for a moment, and the both fought their way into the elevator. "Get out of my way woman!"

"No!" Carol struggled to get into the elevator. He glared at her, and she glared right back. Then they both started laughing. "Okay, go ahead."

"Nah, just go." Daryl waited for her to go in the elevator.

"No, I said go, now go." She pointed to the elevator.

"Just get in the damn elevator." Daryl glared at her. Carol tried to keep her glare, but she couldn't. She broke out into a smile.

"Fine, you win." She chuckled, and walked into the elevator.

"Took ya long enough." He said, and walked in after her. Daryl pressed the button, and the elevator started moving. "Better have what I want at that restaurant, cause if they don't I'll-" Both of them looked at each other as the elevator stopped. "You've got to be fuckin' kiddin' me!"

"Please tell me I'm imagining that the elevator stopped." Carol said in a hushed voice.

"Sorry, but it happened." Daryl sighed. "No one's gonna fuckin' know about it either. Not unless ya get service in the elevator."

"Maybe I do..." Carol took out her cell phone. She flipped it open. No bars. "Damn it!" She shouted, and started moving it around. "Please." She begged. She got a bar. "Yes!" She quickly dialed the hotel's number. She waited for someone to pick up. On the third ring, they picked up. "Hello? We're stuck in the elevator. We were on the third floor, and wanted to go to the lobby, and the elevator just stopped!" She was starting to freak out. She listened as the girl spoke. She put her on hold to call someone. Carol waited, and then her voice came back on the line. "You're kidding?" Daryl glanced at her, wondering what they were saying. "Okay... Well thanks." She hung up the phone, and then looked at Daryl. "The woman said it will be atleast an hour before they can get us out."

"An hour? Are you fuckin' serious?" Daryl was pissed off now. "Some fuckin' service they got here. How do they expect us to stay in this damn elevator for an hour?"

Carol thought about being stuck in this elevator. It was no doing her any favors. "Oh god... We're going to die!" She fell to the floor. "I'm never going to see Sophia again. I'll never see anyone again. No no no..."

Daryl knelt down beside her. "Calm down woman, we ain't gonna die."

"You don't know that!" Daryl backed away a little. She was hyperventilating now.

"Carol? You okay?" He asked. Why was she hyperventilating? "Wait... You ain't claustrophobic are ya?"

"Maybe..." Carol was taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself. She thought about them never getting her out. She thought about being stuck in here for the rest of her life. It wasn't helping. "Oh god this can't be happening." She squeaked out.

"Hey." He put his hands on her shoulders. "We're gonna be fine, ya hear me? We ain't gonna die, we won't be stuck her forever. They'll get us out." He had to try and calm her. He didn't need her passing out on him. That wouldn't be good at all. "Just, try to calm down." He said quietly. "Look at me." He lifted her chin so she was looking him in the eyes. "We'll be fine."

Carol nodded, and tried her best to calm down. The elevator wasn't that big, it could only fit about four people at a time. "You're right... You're right... We can make it..." She steadied her breathing. "We should have taken those stairs..."

"Yeah, I'm startin' to realize that." Daryl sighed. "Disadvantage of bein' too lazy in the mornin'." Carol laughed at him.

"Yeah, you got that right." She smiled at him. He returned it, and then sat back against the wall of the elevator. She moved over and sat beside him. "So what do we do to kill time in an elevator?" She asked, turning her head to look at him.

"Beats me." He shrugged.

"Well, I guess we're going to be bored for the next hour." Carol sighed. She thought about something they could do, but it wasn't something she was going to do. She already screwed up last night when she tried it. She looked down at her phone as it rang. It was Lori. "Hello?"

"Where the hell did you guys disappear to? You didn't go back to your hotel room did you? Sophia told me about you two getting real comfy this morning." Carol felt like slapping Lori. "I mean, if I interrupted something I'm sorry, but still."

"No Lori." She sighed in frustration. "We got stuck in the elevator. They said it will be another hour before they can get us out. Atleast."

"Oh my god! That's terrible!" Carol heard her telling everyone else the situation. "So you and Daryl are stuck for an hour? What are you going to do?" She knew what Lori was suggesting. "Maybe you and him could..."

"No Lori." Carol set her straight before she could even finish that sentence.

"I bet he would be okay with it, just saying." Lori chuckled.

"Just go eat your breakfast." Carol muttered. Lori laughed, and she hung up the phone.

"The fuck did she want?" Daryl asked.

"Wanted to know why we weren't there." Carol shook her head. She wasn't going to tell him what else she said. There wasn't a chance in hell she'd ever do what Lori suggested. She would never ever have sex on an elevator. It was just wrong on so many levels.

"Oh." Daryl nodded. He stared up at the ceiling. "This fuckin' sucks. It feels like we been in here forever and it's only been like five damn minutes." Daryl sighed.

"It's going to feel like an eternity before we get out of here." Carol put her head in her hands. "I hate my life something." She groaned.

Daryl banged his head on the elevator wall about five times. This was agonizing. He was hungry, and he was irritable. He glanced at Carol, who had her eyes closed. She was leaning against the wall, and she was looking up. She wasn't asleep though. The light in the elevator was right on her face. He had to admit, she looked really good. He always thought she looked good. She wasn't like the other girls. Long flowing hair, perfect body, slutty clothes, makeup. She wasn't like that at all. She had short hair, much shorter than his. She wore no make up at all. She usually wore t-shirts and jeans. And she wasn't a stick figure. She was pretty much perfect, atleast in his eyes. He had no idea how her husband could do that to her. How could any man resist her? She had the perfect personality, and she was gorgeous. He only wished he was good enough for her. What is she really liked him? What if last night wasn't a spur of the moment? He only wished.

"Hello? Daryl?" Carol said loudly. Daryl snapped out of his thoughts. His cheeks turned a rosey color. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, fine." Daryl said. He was just caught staring at her. How long had he been staring at her? He must've looked like a complete dumbass.

"Something on your mind?" She asked. He seemed troubled about something.

He didn't know if he should bring up last night or not. He didn't want to make it awkward, but he really wanted to know. "'Bout last night..."

"Is that what you're worried about?" Carol asked, a small smile on her face. "I'm not made at you Daryl, if that's what you're thinking."

"No, not that..." Daryl started chewing on his nails. It was a bad habit he had when he was nervous.

Carol knew she was blushing now. She understood what he meant about last night. "Oh... What about it?" She asked, biting her bottom lip.

"I don't know..." Daryl continued to chew on his nails. "Why did ya do that..."

Carol looked down at the floor. "I don't know..." She did know. She wanted to kiss him, it was as simple as that. "I'm sorry about that..." She sighed. "I didn't mean to... Make it awkward..."

"Ya didn't make it awkward... I made it awkward by not talkin'." He looked at her. "Did ya mean to do it?" There, he asked it. He felt his entire face go red afterwards.

Carol figured she might as well be honest. "Yeah..." She said quietly. "I did mean to..." She probably just made this whole situation awkward. "I know I shouldn't have done that... I'm sorry..."

Daryl wasn't sure what he was feeling right now. He couldn't deny that he was pretty happy she said she meant it, but he was also feeling a lot of other things. Why did she do that to him? What did that mean? "Oh..." He stopped biting his nail. "Don't gotta be sorry 'bout it..." He looked down at the floor. 'Because I wanted it.' He thought. If he knew how to kiss her, hell, he probably would've right now. But he didn't know how, so he just sat there.

"You're not mad about it?" She asked, finally looking at him.

"Nah... Not completely your fault... Guess I kinda led ya on..." He mumbled, and looked back up at her. She still looked beautiful, especially with her rosey cheeks. "Probably woulda kept it goin' if I knew how to..." It just slipped out. He hadn't meant to say that.

Carol gave him a small smile. She could definately teach him, though she didn't have much experience herself. She had never been properly kissed in her life. "Well, I don't really know how to either, if that makes it any better." She chuckled. Daryl gave her a small smile. She wanted to kiss him right now. "We could always... Try again..." She said quietly. She felt the need to ask his permission. "If you want..."

Lord knows her wanted to. They were alone afterall. "Ya wanna?" He asked, biting his nail again.

Carol smiled. She didn't say anything. She moved his hand away from his mouth, and shuffled closer to him. She was nervous, but knowing that he wanted to, it gave her a little more confidence. She placed a hand on his shoulder, and leaned in closer to him. He looked a little hesitant, but he didn't back away from her. She lightly pressed her lips against his, closing the small space that was between them. This time, there were no interruptions. She felt him tense up, but he still didn't back away. She slowly moved her lips against his, not trying to rush it. She hoped he'd get the hang of it. She slid her arms around his neck, and kissed him a little harder. She smiled against his lips when she felt him kiss her back. He was still a little tense, but he was trying. He placed his hands on her waist. Her heart was racing as she kissed him more. She ran a hand through his hair, her fingers softly scraping his scalp. His grip around her tightened, and he kissed her with a little more desire as she ran her fingers through his hair. She reluctantly broke the kiss, but her face remained very close to his. She looked into his eyes, a small smile on her face. The kiss had left her breathless. She had never been kissed the way he had kissed her. That was one way to kill time, that was for sure. "Well?" She felt a little silly for asking him that.

"Well what?" Daryl asked, trying to get his breathing back to normal.

"How was it?" She chuckled.

Daryl gave her a small smile, and pulled her back to him. This time, he was in control. He kissed her softly at first, and then kissed her harder when he got used to being in control. He had completely forgotten that they were stuck in an elevator. The only thing on his mind was her, and the feeling of her soft lips on his. He felt her fingers scrape against his scalp softly. He couldn't help the moan that escaped his throat. He decided to pull her onto his lap, it was easier that way. Carol smiled against his lips. She couldn't believe this was happening. Lori would be proud right now, thats for sure. She pulled back a little, trying to catch her breath. She didn't know how much time they wasted. "Wow..." She whispered.

"Wow what?" He asked, a small smirk on his face.

"You're really good, for never having kissed someone before." She chuckled.

"Ya think so?" Daryl grinned.

"Mhm." She smiled. She sighed and moved off his lap, sitting back down beside him. "I've never done that before..."

"Done what?" Daryl asked, turning his head to look at her.

"Had a makeout session in an elevator." She said. They felt the elevator move, maybe they fixed it? A few moments later, they were back on the third floor. The doors opened, and Carol practically ran out of the elevator. "Thank god." She finally felt free, though Daryl had taken her mind off the elevator for a little while. "And thank you." She winked, and walked back to their room. Daryl quickly followed her. No one was in the room when they walked in. Sophia must've been with Carl. Thank god. He sat down on the bed beside Carol. He already missed her lips. It was weird, he never felt like this before. "You know," Carol turned to him. "Sophia probably won't be back for a little while." Daryl got her hint. He chuckled, and pulled her onto his lap again. He never thought he'd be so into a girl. Carol smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. "And you can read hints too. You're a keeper." She chucked, and kissed him once again.

A/N: Yeah... Kissy kissy. Lots of it. Sort of. Yep. Sorry, it kind of just played out that way. R&R lovelies!
McBrideReedusLover.~