Thank you all for the comments and i apologize for the delay. wanted to get chapter 3 out before now, but holidays and busy schedules put me behind. This chapter is definitely rated M. Enjoy!

I woke with his arm draped over my hip. His fingers gently touching my bare stomach. My shirt had ridden up in the night while we slept. I smiled as I looked down at his hand. I heard him gently breathing on my neck and I closed my eyes to savor the moment. I knew we had to get up soon. To start our day. The flight was scheduled for tonight and we both had quite a bit to do before we left. I gently moved and I felt his arm tighten around my midsection, "just a few more minutes." He mumbled into my hair as he took a deep breath.

He sounded utterly sexy. "we have to get up. We have too much to do today. Remember we are going to New York."

He didn't budge. I gently started to move again. He relented this time. He rolled over onto his back and watched me. As I turned to face him. "Good Morning." I said.

He smiled, "good morning."

My hair must be a mess. We had stayed up for hours just making out. John was a gentlemen. He never tried to take it further. I felt like a teenager again. It just proved to me, he was a really good guy. "hey, thanks for last night. I had a great time." I said with a big smile on my face.

He looked up at me, "are you kicking me out?" he asked.

"no, I am not kicking you out. I really mean it. I had a wonderful night last night." I said.

I was about to lean down and kiss him, but realized that I needed to brush my teeth. I didn't want to be kissing with morning breath. I backed up. He looked at me, "I don't care." He said.

He knew exactly what I was doing. He pulled me down on his bare chest. And kissed me. I could have gotten lost in that kiss, but we had things to do. I gently pressed on him, "we can't stay in bed forever."

He pulled me closer. "no, but we can for a while longer." He kissed me hard.

I felt his tongue wanting access and I gave in. I opened my mouth and our tongues glided together like they had missed each other. My lips were sore from last night. He turned me and my back pressed into the mattress. I dug my fingers into his back and scratched up. Finally settling on his shoulders pulling him closer. I couldn't get a enough of him. He was intoxicating. Or maybe it was because I hadn't had any affection in so long.

His left arm was behind my neck and the other was making soft circles on my stomach. He pulled back and looked at me. "we better get up. Or this is going to get heated very quickly. And I am not sure if I can control myself this morning."

I bit my lip. I was totally caught up in the moment. "what do you want to do?" I asked.

He damn near growled at me. "you."

I smiled and pulled him back down to me. He kissed me hard and then moved to my neck. He slowly began down my chest. His teeth grazed over my harden nipple through my shirt. My head went back onto the pillow. I moaned. Further down he went, but he kept his fingers on my left breast. Kneading and caressing it. I felt the other hand pull my shirt up slightly he kissed my stomach.

"How far do you want to take this?" he asked between the kisses.

I was lost in the kisses. And I was trying to think clearly. Honestly I wanted him to fuck me right then and there, but it probably wasn't the best idea. "3rd base," I breathed out.

He laughed a little. "so this is like us being teenagers."

I smiled. He kissed lower on my abdomen until he lowered my shorts and exposed my pelvis. I felt his tongue and then his lips danced across it. Jesus, I hope he didn't stop. It was complete torture, but I was loving it.

He sat up and pulled my shorts down. Taking my underwear with it. He threw them both onto the floor. I hadn't felt this exposed in a long time. Or self conscious. He bent down between my thighs. Kissing each one. Until I felt his breath at my entrance. Then I felt him. His tongue glided up my slit, I was already dripping from anticipation. He licked all the way up and found my mound. His tongue parted my folds and I nearly came undone.

No one had touched me like this for nearly a decade. And my mind was clouded in ecstasy. He pressed his tongue further in and I spread my legs further apart to give him better access. Slow circles. It was intoxicating and my orgasm was building. It wouldn't take long and I would be over the edge. His speed increased and I moaned his name. Telling him not to stop. I took my hand and pressed him harder into me as I bucked my hips. His pace increased more. My moans became louder and I was spilling over. The orgasm hit hard and my entire body shook.

John didn't stop. He kept licking. Only slowing down for a moment to let me ride out the first orgasm. Then picking up the pace again. Only this time he entered two fingers into me. My back arched and my second orgasm hit harder than my first. I screamed his name and that only made him pump more.

I couldn't take anymore and I felt him slow down until he completely stopped. He left small kisses on my thighs and abdomen before he laid next to me. I was in heaven. I laid there with my eyes close. Savoring the moment. I slowly opened my eyes and looked towards him. His eyes were closed and his hand was fisted around his member. His mouth was slack and I leaned forward and kissed me.

He tongue tasted like me. Which only drove me more to satisfy him. I straddled his waist. He looked at me and I could see a hint of surprise, but he kept his hand firm on his member. I positioned myself where he would slide up my slit and his tip would hit my mound while he masturbated. It was the closet to having sex without him penetrating me.

Each movement sent a shock wave through me and I would jolt. Nearly causing him to enter me. It was erotic and I was loving it. I felt my orgasm building for the third time and I came hard against him. John was right behind me with his. I collapsed on top of him. Both of us breathing heavy.

"Well for not having sex, that was pretty damn amazing." He said.

I laughed. I placed both of my hands under my chin and looked at him. He kissed me gently. "you are amazing and hot as hell right now." He said.

I smiled. He pulled me closer and I kissed him. It started to get a little heated and then a loud ringing cut through the air. The phone. We both immediately stopped like we had been caught and started to laugh when we realized how silly we were being.

Before I could move to answer, my machine kicked on and I heard Val. "Bitch, where are you? I know you better be home and not out screwing around."

I hurried to the phone and grabbed it off my dresser. I only then realized that I was still completely exposed from the waist down. I answered the phone with a breathy tone "I'm here" as I pulled my drawer open to find some jogging pants.

"what are you doing? Why are you out of breath?" she asked.

"I was in the other room and I ran to get the phone." I lied.

"yeah, because it sounds like you were in the middle of fucking someone." She said

I stopped and stared at John who was propped up on his arm staring at my bare ass. "are you fucking someone?" she asked with a little excitement in her voice when I didn't respond quick enough.

Before I realized… I said, "not yet"

Immediate regret washed over me. Jesus I'll never hear the end of it. "who is there? What's his name? Oh my God! Is it John?" she asked.

Holy shit! Was I the only one that didn't realize that he had a thing for me. "I was joking." I replied.

Hoping that would smooth over the situation. "you are a terrible liar. John is there, isn't he?" she asked.

"Its just me." I said as I finally found a pair of pants and started to put them on. I looked back at John who was smiling from ear to ear. Thinking the entire situation was hilarious.

He knew she asked something inappropriate and I was stalling. "Val, I got a lot to do today before I leave. I'll see you tonight. You picking us up?" I asked

"Oh, yeah I am picking you and lover boy up. It's about damn time you two started fucking." She said.

"We have not!" I loudly said.

"Well if you haven't yet, then I hope it is soon." She replied.

I rolled my eyes. "we will see you tonight."

"I cant wait to hear all about it" she replied back.

I hung up the phone and laughed a little to myself. "Let me guess, Val being Val?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes. "you know Val."

"Oh let me guess, she said we were fucking. Or at least she is hoping we are." He answered.

"Un fucking believable. Could you hear the conversation?" I asked.

"no, but I know Val. And she has wanted us to get together for a long time now." He smiled as he answered.

"how long have you two been conspiring?" I asked with a smirk.

He slightly shrugged. "a few years."

"Thanks for letting me in on it." I said with a huff. Only pretending to be a little put out. John pulled the sheet back and stood up. It was only then I realized how massive he was. Holy shit. I didn't pick small dick guys…that's for sure. I knew my mouth was little open and I was looking quite awestruck at it. "see something you want?" he asked.

Without thinking, I slowly nodded. He approached and slowly kissed me. I didn't move, I could feel him harden against me. He pulled back., "I am going to shower. Then get dressed. We can get some breakfast if you like."

I pressed my hands against his chest. I looked at him and I know I must have had the hooded sex eyes. He looked at me, "Bren, we can take it slow. I don't want to rush it. I want it to be right."

He was right, I was being caught up in the moment. I didn't want to regret this. I wanted this. I wanted him. I hadn't wanted anyone like this in a long time. I needed to take my time. As he walked away towards to the bathroom. I bit my lip, Jesus this was going to be hard.

I woke up with a throbbing headache. The hangovers were killers now that I was in my 30s. I didn't bounce back like I used to. I hadn't drunk since last night, but after leaving Donna's I had decided to sleep off the buzz I was still on.

I sat up and the pounding in my head throbbed harder. My usual remedy was to drink more, but I knew I had a flight late tonight and I couldn't miss it.

I made my way into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of aspirin and took several and washed it down with some tap water.

I looked around at the mess that I called home. I didn't want Bren to think I was a slob. I knew she most likely wouldn't come back here, but I couldn't risk it if she did.

I wanted to make sure it was nice and clean. My girl had standards and I wasn't living up to those. I grabbed the phone book and flipped through until I found a cleaning service. But first I had to locate my phone. After about 20 minutes of searching, I finally remembered it was buried under my pillows in the bedroom. I immediately called. At first, they said they couldn't come out for two weeks, but I couldn't wait that long. I needed them today. I offered triple their asking price. They agreed and said that they would be able to be here in two hours.

It would be nice to have this place cleaned properly. It hadn't been done in years. I sat down on the sofa trying to control my headache. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back. I was just about to doze off when I heard a loud knock on my door. I didn't budge, but neither did the unwanted guest. I begrudgingly got up. I could see the blonde hair from the window. I lowered my head and opened the door. "what are you doing here?" I asked.

"manners Dylan. I didn't want to come here and I didn't get an opportunity to get you to sign this." She said as she handed me a piece of paper.

I looked at the briefly, " what is this?" I asked as I skimmed over the first page.

"it's the deed on the condo. I need your signature." She stated

"for what?" I asked.

"We need to sell it. I don't want it. Neither do you. And it's just sitting there wasting away." She said. I could hear the sorrow and disappointment.

I turned and started towards the kitchen. "come in" I said as I started to rummage around looking for a pen.

She stepped inside, but didn't enter much further. I finally located a pen and placed the document on the table. I looked over it. Then quickly signed. I turned back towards her and extended the document to her. "here."

She nodded "thanks"

"keep the money from the sale. I don't want any of it." I told her as I went towards the sofa.

She didn't acknowledge my statement, "what happened Dylan?"

"what do you mean?" I asked.

"To you and Bren? To us? Why did you do this?" she asked.

"I am an ass. I fuck things up and then run away. It's what I do best Kel." I answered.

"Well I agree with that, but it's not acceptable answer. You never owned what you did to Bren. Why you came back. Why you lied." She said.

"what I did to Bren is none of your business. What I did to you…you want honesty?" I asked.

She nodded. I took a deep breath and ran my hand over my face. I was stalling. But she had the right to know. "I ran from my situation in London. And I came back here. I met Gina. When they didn't work out…I came back to what I knew. You. I didn't really want you back. I just didn't want to be alone. That's it."

She shook her head and I could see the tears well up. "thanks for telling me. You truly are an ass." She said.

I stood up, "yeah, I am aware. But come off it Kelly. You act so innocent, but we all know that isn't true. You aren't some fucking saint. So get off your damn high horse."

"I am fully aware of it. I lost my best friend and I lost the only man I ever truly loved. And for what? This? You? You are pathetic." She was boiling with anger.

"I don't want to fight with you Kel."

"Fuck you. You started it" she slammed her purse down on the table.

"you came here. You wanted the truth." I snapped back.

She closed her eyes. She was taking deep breaths to control her anger. "did you ever love me?" she asked.

I didn't want to lie to her anymore. It was the least I can do at this point. I had destroyed too many lives. "No. I didn't."

She let out a shaky breath. "so us being soul mates was bullshit?"

"yeah, I didn't mean it." I said.

She looked hurt. She turned and picked up her purse and headed towards the door. She looked back at me. "After this New York trip, I never want to see you again"

I didn't respond. She slammed the door on the way out. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. I was just glad that was over.

After breakfast, John left to go home and pack. Our flight was at 6 pm and neither one of us had done much to pack. I was excited about the trip. I couldn't wait to see my brother and Val. I had missed them. It had been awhile since all three of us were together. However, I was dreading Val giving me a hard time about John.

The afternoon went by quickly, as I cleaned and packed. I didn't want to come back to a dirty house. I was almost finished packing when I noticed that my jewelry box was still sitting on top of my dresser.

I put my hand on top of it. I didn't even give it another thought. I picked it up and shoved it into my bottom drawer. I was really trying to move on and the last thing I needed was to reminisce about my past.

I heard a knock at mt door, and I quickly left the room and headed to the door. John was standing there when I opened it. "I think we are past knocking at this point." I said as I leaned against the door frame and smiled.

He looked me up and down. I was wearing a pair of flare jeans and a oversized knitted black sweater. My hair was pulled into a messy bun. "you look beautiful. Too many clothes in my opinion." He winked at me.

"I could say the same about you." I retorted

He laughed a little as I moved aside. "I am almost done packing." I told him as I shut the door. He placed his bag near the door. And turned around a kissed me.

I placed my arms lazily around his neck and he gave me soft kisses. "You want something to eat before we head to the airport?" I asked.

He nodded and we headed towards the kitchen. He was following behind me and I heard John grunt a little "how tight are those jeans?" he asked

I know I must have looked confused when I asked why.

"Just want to make sure you are comfortable on the plane ride over." He said.

"they are comfortable enough. Do you think they look too tight? I haven't gained weight for anything." I said self consciously.

He pulled me into him from behind and said, "that's not what I meant at all. Your body is perfect."

He leaned in closer and whispered in my ear. "just wanted to make sure I have plenty of access" He sucked on my earlobe and then gave a slight nibble.

"Please stop. We will never make it to New York. And—" I turned around to face him, "We are in coach…someone will literally be sitting next to us."

His grin widened. "oh no we won't." He held up our airline tickets in his hand. "I changed us to first class. We can get away with lot more." He gave a little wink.

I grabbed the tickets, "John, when did you do this?"

"while I was out." He simply said.

"so you could get a little on a plane… you paid more?" I put my hands on my hips.

"No you told me a long time ago that you hated flying coach. That's literally why you hate flying. You hate the aisle cause you end hanging half way out. The middle obviously just sucks and the window is nice until you have to go to the bathroom." He said as he pulled me closer to him.

He was telling the truth, but I still didn't like him paying that much. "well it's very nice, but it's so expensive."

"Don't worry about it I racked up plenty of flyer miles and I didn't have to pay anything extra. Plus I still have plenty left." He said

That did ease my mind a little. I had forgot that John flew all the time back to the states to visit his family. His entire family lived in Wyoming. He had grown up on a yak farm as a kid. He would tell me stories of him riding yaks around the farm. I just couldn't imagine it, but then he proved it with photos.

"Are you mad?" he asked.

"no, I am not mad." I answered. I turned and headed down the hall.

"where are you going?" he asked

"to put on more 'accessible' pants." I said with a seductive smile.

After I changed into some yoga pants, John and I ate a quick snack. We gathered our belongings and headed to the airport. We had a 8 hour flight ahead of us. We would arrive in New York around midnight, and Val was kind enough to meet us.

As we arrived at Heathrow Airport, I became nervous. I never really enjoyed flying. I am not a fan of heights, but I am sure it had more to do with the fact that John was with me for this trip. Meeting my friends and family. And also having to possibly encounter my ex boyfriend and my ex best friends. It was a lot for any one person.

We made our way to our terminal to board, John leaned down and whispered in my ear, "everything will be ok."

I quickly nodded and we boarded the plane. First class was amazing. John and I were practically the only passengers. There was another couple and a older gentleman that seemed to have already fallen asleep as soon as he sat down.

We took off and John and I stared out at the night sky. Watching London fade into the distance. "I already miss it" I said.

"We will be back soon. We will have an amazing time." He said as he grabbed my hand.

The next eight hours were long. Although we had ample opportunity to experiment on the plan, we tried to sleep. Knowing that out schedules would be off after we arrived.

When we landed at the airport it was quite busy. I spotted Val first. She came walking over. "well it's about damn time I got you two together." She said.

John and I both chuckled. "and where is your better half?" I asked.

"He went to the park the car and I haven't seen him since." She said.

John smiled, "maybe he is planning his grand escape."

I nudge John and Val smiled, "He better not…he almost got away the last time." she said with a grin and wink.

Immediately my eyes glanced behind Val and I saw David with a huge grin on his face. He approached and wrapped his arms around Val and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "this place is a mad house."

He quickly looked at John and gave a quick handshake and pleasantries. Then he gazed back to me. "well hello stranger, are you going to ignore me?" I said teasingly.

He gave me a sweet grin, "Now Brenda Walsh, you know me better than that. I'm just saving the best for last.

It was Val's turn to be put out, "hey now" she said as she back handed him on the shoulder. He faked a wince and then returned to look at me. He smiled and gave me wink, "she just doesn't understand."

He wrapped his arms around me and gave me a tight hug. He whispered, "I am glad you a here. I've missed you."

I whispered back, "I've missed you too."

"if you don't stop groping my man. I'm going to kick your ass." Valerie said with a smile.

I pulled back and looked at her "he was my friend before he was your man."

She laughed and linked her arm with mine. "come on. Let's get out of this hell hole."

We had grabbed our bags and headed outside. The air felt good after being in that airplane for hours and fighting to get our luggage. We headed towards their Mercedes SUV. "driving in the city? Not your style." I said.

Val looked at me as John and David loaded the car. "Steve is using the penthouse in the city. So I gave them access to our driver. We are staying at our house in Newburgh. It's a little over a hour away."

"you live outside of Manhattan?" I raised my eyebrow as I asked.

"you know this." She said with an eye roll.

I laughed, "yes, but I just assumed it's a house you stay in only for holidays and quick getaways."

She nodded and opened her door, "originally, but as I have gotten older." She paused for a moment waiting for a smart ass remark from me. When she didn't receive it she continued, "It ended up we liked it better there than in the city. We can spend our time there during the week and come to the city on the weekends."

"What about your jobs?" I asked

She grinned, "I can work from anywhere. And David's job is primarily on the weekend unless he has a special show or something. It works and we love it."

I smiled back at her, "I am glad you are happy."

"Me too. But now its time to make you happy." She said.

I teared up a little and so did she. She wiped her eyes quickly and said "ok enough of this blubbering bullshit. Let's get you settled bitch."

I laughed out loud and I felt John from behind me. He pulled me into him. And Val winked at me as she got in and closed the door. John kissed the back of my head and opened the car door. I got in. Him and David not far behind.

We finally made it out of the city and was headed to their home in Newburgh. We talked and laughed. Then Val had to ask the question, "so when did this start?"

I looked at John, "recently." I said.

She turned around to face me. "well it must have been real recent, because i literally just saw you a few weeks ago and you mentioned nothing. But it's about damn time."

He grinned and so did I. David looked in the review mirror. "I am glad to see you smile."

I knew he had directed that solely to me. "me too." I mumbled as I took John's hand in mine.

Val had turned around. The car ride became silent. Giving me time to reflect. I was happy to be with my friends. Val and John had been my rock during that time after Dylan left. But David held a special place. He was the first to reach out to me.

Steve had assumed that Brandon was the one to spill the beans. But the gang knew well before then. Well at least most of them did. Poor Steve was the only one that didn't. I received a phone call from David about a year after Dylan had left. Apparently, Dylan had let it slip to Kelly while in a drunken stupor that he had been with me in London. That we had been engaged and that he had left me. Kelly then confided to Donna. Naturally Donna told David.

David immediately called me. He never divulged to Donna that he had contacted me. As she would have seen it as a betrayal to her and Kelly . Of course Dylan didn't remember what he had said to Kelly. It was an attempt to make herself the victim when it came to light later.

I was busy in my thoughts when David announced we had arrived. I gazed out the window at their home. I was completely awestruck. We parked and I was immediately out of their vehicle. "welcome to our home." David said as he slung an arm around Val's shoulders.

I didn't even look in their direction. I was still amazed at what I was looking at. "Bren? You ok? It's like you have never seen a house before." Val said.

I turned to look at them, "this isn't a house. This is an estate. A very large estate. Jesus. How many rooms does it have?" I asked as I looked back at it.

I felt John behind me. "well bedrooms… there are six. Too much?" she said. I could hear the smile in her voice.

I just shook my head and smiled. "I thought it would be a nice townhouse. I didn't expect this." I said as I pointed to it.

Val smiled, "me? It's either go big or go home."

I laughed out loud. "it's amazing!"

David started to head to the trunk of the SUV "wait until you see the inside."

Val linked her arm with mine and ushered me inside while the boys unpacked the car. "Val, it is truly amazing."

She nodded and proceeded to tell me about the house. It was built in 1917 and it was designed by the renowned firm of Delano and Aldrich. Even Theodore Roosevelt had frequented here on many occasions. As we entered I was completely overwhelmed by the beauty this home had inside and out.

Val gave me a tour of the inside. The kitchen was huge with its marble counter tops, and white cabinets. The bedrooms were large and spacious with beautiful bathrooms. But my favorite was the library. I could get lost in there. I looked through the shelves and I saw a book of poetry of Lord Byron. My eyes welled and Val immediately understood. "hey now, enough of that." She said.

I nodded and quickly turned away. "the house is lovely. I am so glad you brought us here for our visit."

I could see Val tear up, "I've missed you."

Val and I were like sisters. We had our rough patches. Hell I didn't speak to her for years after she moved to Beverly Hills. Maybe because we both lost who ourselves were. Maybe I felt betrayed or maybe she felt compared to me. I don't know, but it had caused a rift and I was so glad that we had mended those fences. Our friendship meant more to me than anyone else besides Brandon. Brandon was my twin, but Val was apart of my childhood. We shared a bond few friends have in life.

"I've missed you too." I said as I walked over to her and hugged her tight. The older we have gotten the more I realized how much I missed seeing her and my brother more routinely. I hated that we lived so far apart. "when is my twin coming? Have you talked to him?" I asked.

She nodded as she pulled away, "He called this afternoon. Him and Sophia are driving up tomorrow. Should be here by lunch."

I nodded and she continued. "we will relax and have a leisurely day here tomorrow. Drive into the city and then go to play. I planned on us getting ready at the penthouse."

"Yeah, that will be nice" I responded.

"And of course, I have something special up my creative sleeve for you to wear tomorrow." Val said.

I used to dread those words, but Val was the best. That's what she did. She designed clothing for the rich and famous. I knew I was in good hands. "I was hoping." I said with a laugh.

"you know I got you." She said with a wink and smile.

We exited the library and headed back to the living area where we found David and John talking in hushed tones. "what are you two up to?" I asked.

John turned and looked at me. "David was just telling me the plans for tomorrow."

I didn't believe him for one second, they were planning something. And I hate surprises, but I was too tired to question it. "sure" was all I could muster.

They both looked relieved, but knew that tomorrow I would bombard them with questions. They would have plenty of time to figure out excuses. Val seemed to ignore it and we proceeded to discuss tomorrow events before David announced that he and Val were heading to bed. We needed to sleep a few hours before Brandon and Sophia arrived.

Val escorted us to the other side of the house. John put my bags down in the room. Half expecting to have his own bedroom. Presuming I wouldn't be comfortable sharing a bed with him while we stayed here. Val turned to exit the room and John stepped forward. Val turned back and said, "Don't worry guys. Be as loud as you want. This house is huge. We won't hear a thing." She smiled and shut the door.

Neither John and I were shocked, I just laughed and shook my head. "typical." I said.

John sat his bag down and walked towards me. "I can find a room."

"don't be ridiculous. I want you here." I said with a smile as I slung my arms around his neck lazily.

He smiled down at me and gave me a quick peck on the nose. "alright. Well…let's put the noise level to the test."

I smiled and kissed him hard. I pulled back. "definitely"

My hands were shaking. Not because I was nervous, but because I hadn't had any alcohol in more than 24 hours. I didn't want to arrive in New York drunk, but I don't want to go into detox either. I raised my hand for the stewardess and asked for a bourbon.

She brought it and I shot it down quickly and I asked for another before she was even able to move away. "a little nervous about flying." I said and she looked at my shaking hands. She smiled and took my glass.

I drunk two more and my hands stopped shaking. Just enough to keep me off the edge, but not enough to get me drunk. I just wanted to get to New York. I wanted to see Bren. I wanted to try and explain things to her. It had been so long since I had seen her or spoke to her. I knew I probably didn't have a chance in hell at this point, but I had to try.

The plane landed before sunrise, and I was greeted by Steve. I wasn't really expecting him to show, but he did. "you drunk?" he asked as he grabbed my bag.

"No" I answered.

"but you have been drinking?"

I took a deep breath. "I had three on the plane. My hands were shaking. I didn't want to detox like that." I said truthfully

He nodded. "you got a place to stay?"

I nodded quickly, "yeah, the Ritz-Carlton"

"Well, let's get you over there." He slung my bag over his shoulder and I followed him.

"Hey, what's the plan?" I asked.

Steve kept moving, "I'm dropping you off at the hotel. The play is tonight. So make sure you are on time. And then I guess back to hotel for you and then whenever your flight leaves." He said matter of factly.

"Is there plans for the gang to get together?" I asked.

He stopped. "Don't"

I had stopped and I looked at him, "what?"

"I am not doing this with you Dylan." He said as he slung my bag at me.

I caught it as it hit me in the stomach, "what? I just asked if the gang was getting together. It's been a while." I said.

"I know what you mean. So don't. Bren is off limits. You see her, you go in another direction." He started.

"she is an adult, she doesn't need another father telling her what to do." I snapped back.

He took a step forward, "I am making this my business. Don't come if you intend on doing shit. I am sick and tired of you playing with her like that. Keep you distance, don't come , do whatever. But I am serious Dylan…stay away from her."

"Why do you care so much. You were Brandon's friend. Not hers." I retorted.

He wasn't backing off and he got in my face. "you have no idea. Leave it alone. You are on your own. Stay away from her. Hell get back on the plane and go home for all I care."

He turned and left me standing in the middle of the parking lot. He got into his cab and left without saying another word. I wasn't expecting that, but honestly I wasn't that surprised.

I managed to find a cab and make it to the hotel. Once checked in and in my room. I let out a shaky breath. The booze was wearing off and I could feel it. Thank goodness for the minibar in my room. I grabbed a small bottle of whiskey and downed it and then another. I just need to keep the shakes at bay.

I wanted to be here to support Maddie. I wanted to talk to Bren. She deserved an explanation. So many times I had picked up that phone and dialed her number, but I couldn't bring myself to follow through. So many airline tickets bought only for me to back out at the last moment . I just couldn't bring myself to face her. I couldn't bring myself to see the disappointment. I threw the tiny empty bottle across the room and laid down on the bed. I was a selfish prick. I destroyed her, and myself. I don't deserve her. I never did, but I love her. I always have.

I sat up. I had way too much time on my hands and it was too much of a temptation for me to be in the room with this booze. I had to get out of here for awhile. I needed to get myself together. It had been a long trip but I wasn't tired enough to sleep.

I grabbed my wallet and headed out of my room. The sun was up and I decided to take a walk to clear my head. I had no destination, but I knew I had to keep moving.