much fun the whole evening? Why did she enjoy the feel of his skin against her skin, his lips on her lips? Why was he invading her thoughts more and more each day?
In the unvarnished light of a serious hangover, Kaylee realized that she was starting to have serious feelings for Ashton. Feelings that were best put aside. After all, a man like that couldn't really change, could he? He was too set in his partying ways.
But still...
"Impossible," she murmured.
There was no way that she was ever going to have any feelings for Ashton besides pure and utter dislike. She was never going to feel all warm and cuddly for him; it just wasn't possible. They weren't even friends, how could they ever be anything more? Just because he had made last night feel like a fairy tale didn't mean anything. Surely he made every woman feel that way. She had seen the way women looked at him when his attention was focused their way - that starry look in their eyes said it all.
She was justlonely, plain and simple. She missed the closeness of a man. She missed the intimate moments, the stolen glances, the soft touches. Companionship, that was all she needed, and Ashton wasn't going to be the one to fill that need.
But why was she trying so hard to convince herself that it was nothing more than that?
Kaylee sat up in bed and groaned in pain, then laid right back down. She contemplated things for a little while longer, praying that the pounding in her head would go away. When she felt as though she could walk without her head exploding, she got out of bed slowly and pulled on a pair of faded jeans and a worn out sweatshirt. There was someone she needed to see, and something she needed to do.
But before she did that, she needed aspirin. Lots of it. She found a bottle of ibuprofen in her bag. "It'll do," she said as she swallowed two, considered, and then swallowed two more. She grabbed her key card and left her room, taking the stairs to the floor below hers.
Kaylee rapped on the door, fast and loud, even though it made her head pound harder. She waited for a second, got no answer, and she rapped on it again. A muted "I'm coming, I'm coming," was heard from inside.
The door opened to show a cute young man wearing boxers and sporting a rather wild case of bed-head. "Kaylee? What are you doing here?" he asked, and quickly grabbed his keycard and slipped into the hall, shutting the door behind him.
Kaylee didn't say anything, but instead grabbed his face softly in her hands and attached her lips to his. At first Brandon was surprised, but as the kiss deepened, he began to relax and really get into it. He definitely got into it - the evidence of that was clear through his thin boxers.
When Kaylee backed away, they were both panting hard, trying to catch their breath. "What was that for?" he asked, more than a little confused.
"Are you complaining?" she asked, batting her eyelashes at him.
"What? No! I just thought that you...that we...Does this mean what I think it means?" He was at a loss for words.
Kaylee nodded her head. "I'd like to give it another try. That is, as long as you still want to?"
Brandon kissed her softly. "I'd like that more than anything. Can I take you to dinner tonight?"
"Yeah, I'd like that." Kaylee told him. "Pick me up at 7:00?" When Brandon nodded, Kaylee replied softly, "See you later, then."
Brandon watched her walk away and disappear into the stairwell. He felt some hope that they were going to finally overcome the past. He strolled back into his room, feeling like he was walking on air.
When he reached the bed, he shook the shoulder of the woman lying there. "Get up, and get out please," he said in an assertive voice.
The well-used woman looked up at him. "But you said we could spend the day together in bed!" The woman blinked up at him, getting her bearings. "I was hoping you'd be ready for some more..." Her hand snaked up into his boxers.
Brandon snapped, "No, I'm done. Get your clothes and go." Then, as an afterthought he added, "Please," a command more than a request.
The woman got up out of bed, pulling the sheet with her. She muttered under her breath while she was getting dressed. Brandon watched her as she