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claustrophobic. She couldn't breathe. It was time to get out. She had to go somewhere, but she wasn't even sure where to go. It was late. She had been drinking. But she couldn't stay in the house one second longer.
Picking up her keys she headed towards the door. She had to stop the thoughts going through her mind.
Somehow the car seemed to drive itself. She had no destination in mind, but her vehicle ended up in the parking lot of the hotel. Was she really going to him? Would he welcome her?
Bethany didn't seem to care. She stepped out of the car and walked towards his room. Her nerves had the best of her. She knew exactly what she was going to do. When he answered the door she wasn't going to give him a choice. She would tell him. She wanted him. She needed him. She longed for him.
She had a lot more courage in her mind than she felt as she knocked on the door. But even her mind lost its hope when she knocked the third time and there was still no answer. That was when she checked the parking lot and realized his bike wasn't there. He was gone. Probably with Liza.
And Beth headed home in tears. Knowing once and for all that she and Johnny were nothing more than friends who shared the same heartache.
***
He wondered where she went. Had she even come home? Her car was gone. He'd given it a chance and tried knocking, but she didn't answer.
His mind wandered to the worst possible case scenario. She was with that douche from the bar. Or another douche. He'd pushed her too far. He'd forced her to give up.
Every second he sat there, pining over what he was thinking, he remembered the look on her face. The desire she had shown. Maybe it'd overcome her and she'd gone looking for the satisfaction she'd needed.
Johnny gave up. He'd gone to tell her the truth. It was a date. He wanted her. But she was gone. And the reality hit him. It was better this way. He needed to stick to the plan and get the fuck out of this situation for good. Before he lost everything that mattered.
Beth matters. That was all he could think as he climbed on his bike to leave.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Bethany felt guilty as she put the final touches of makeup on. She didn’t wear much, but she liked to freshen up just a bit when she was going out. She looked down at her blue sundress and wondered if this was wrong.
It shouldn't be wrong. They were friends. What was the harm in going out? Why would that be wrong?
The guys. The club. A little voice answered immediately in her head. The knowledge that she shouldn’t—couldn’t—be doing this lingered in the back of her mind. She’d told her best friend, Steph, but she didn’t want the word to get around. It was innocent. Friendly. Just a movie. No big deal. Right?
Especially considering that she had no doubt where things stood. She knew that he'd been gone last night. He didn't want her. So it wasn't wrong. They were friends. Just going somewhere else to do the things they did anyway. No big deal.
***
Johnny told himself enough was enough. He had changed shirts three times. What the hell? That was a woman thing. Or a date thing. This was most certainly not a date. He was going to a movie with a friend. That was it. A way to pass the time. A way to keep each other’s spirits up.
Why did it feel so guilty? Why did he feel like he was betraying Dan? He wasn’t. He’d promised his best friend years ago that if anything ever happened he’d look after his family. At the time there’d been plans for children. Dan and Beth just hadn’t had time to fulfill that hope.
But Johnny was just keeping that promise. Making sure that Bethany was okay. Keeping her company and taking care of her. They needed each other. They understood each other. It was innocent. Completely.
Besides, she'd not been home last night. And he doubted she'd been with the brooding redhead. It wasn't a date. They weren't together and never would be. He
Picking up her keys she headed towards the door. She had to stop the thoughts going through her mind.
Somehow the car seemed to drive itself. She had no destination in mind, but her vehicle ended up in the parking lot of the hotel. Was she really going to him? Would he welcome her?
Bethany didn't seem to care. She stepped out of the car and walked towards his room. Her nerves had the best of her. She knew exactly what she was going to do. When he answered the door she wasn't going to give him a choice. She would tell him. She wanted him. She needed him. She longed for him.
She had a lot more courage in her mind than she felt as she knocked on the door. But even her mind lost its hope when she knocked the third time and there was still no answer. That was when she checked the parking lot and realized his bike wasn't there. He was gone. Probably with Liza.
And Beth headed home in tears. Knowing once and for all that she and Johnny were nothing more than friends who shared the same heartache.
***
He wondered where she went. Had she even come home? Her car was gone. He'd given it a chance and tried knocking, but she didn't answer.
His mind wandered to the worst possible case scenario. She was with that douche from the bar. Or another douche. He'd pushed her too far. He'd forced her to give up.
Every second he sat there, pining over what he was thinking, he remembered the look on her face. The desire she had shown. Maybe it'd overcome her and she'd gone looking for the satisfaction she'd needed.
Johnny gave up. He'd gone to tell her the truth. It was a date. He wanted her. But she was gone. And the reality hit him. It was better this way. He needed to stick to the plan and get the fuck out of this situation for good. Before he lost everything that mattered.
Beth matters. That was all he could think as he climbed on his bike to leave.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Bethany felt guilty as she put the final touches of makeup on. She didn’t wear much, but she liked to freshen up just a bit when she was going out. She looked down at her blue sundress and wondered if this was wrong.
It shouldn't be wrong. They were friends. What was the harm in going out? Why would that be wrong?
The guys. The club. A little voice answered immediately in her head. The knowledge that she shouldn’t—couldn’t—be doing this lingered in the back of her mind. She’d told her best friend, Steph, but she didn’t want the word to get around. It was innocent. Friendly. Just a movie. No big deal. Right?
Especially considering that she had no doubt where things stood. She knew that he'd been gone last night. He didn't want her. So it wasn't wrong. They were friends. Just going somewhere else to do the things they did anyway. No big deal.
***
Johnny told himself enough was enough. He had changed shirts three times. What the hell? That was a woman thing. Or a date thing. This was most certainly not a date. He was going to a movie with a friend. That was it. A way to pass the time. A way to keep each other’s spirits up.
Why did it feel so guilty? Why did he feel like he was betraying Dan? He wasn’t. He’d promised his best friend years ago that if anything ever happened he’d look after his family. At the time there’d been plans for children. Dan and Beth just hadn’t had time to fulfill that hope.
But Johnny was just keeping that promise. Making sure that Bethany was okay. Keeping her company and taking care of her. They needed each other. They understood each other. It was innocent. Completely.
Besides, she'd not been home last night. And he doubted she'd been with the brooding redhead. It wasn't a date. They weren't together and never would be. He
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