Chapter 10 - I Wanna Dive In Your Dreams

"What are you doing here?" she asks him in a whisper.  She woke from her sound tequila slumber, not sure where she was.  When she realized that she was in her hotel room, she also realized that she wasn't alone. 

 "Waiting." he responds.

 

"For what?" she rolls onto her back, trying to focus on anything in the room, but it's too dark.

 

"To make sure that you're okay."

 

She turns her head to find a clock and she sees that it's 7am.  "How did I get up here?"

 

"I walked you up."  Beth notices that he doesn't move a muscle, she can tell that he's on his back looking up at the ceiling.  Beth called that his stress position.  "How do you feel?"

 

"Fine." she snaps, remembering the night before and how nasty she had been to him.

 

He sits up, "Do you want some aspirin or Aleve?"

 

"No, I'm good."  she flips back the down comforter and climbs out of bed.  She empties her bladder and brushes her teeth paying little attention to the man that was laying in her bed in just his blue jeans and socks.  From the corner of her eye, she scoped him out.  Paying extra attention to his chest and stomach.  When she's finished in the bathroom she walks over to the patio door and flings back the heavy room darkening drapes.  The sun burns her eyes.  She squints and looks back at Jon, he's covering his eyes with his hand.  "It's a good day to keep a crazy women in prison." she states as she walks to the phone.  In her mind she knows that she needs to get him out of the room, she knows that he needs clean clothes.  Court is in two hours.  "You need to eat and run.  What do you want."

 

"Why do I need to run?"

 

"You need to get changed.  You can't go in jeans, Jon."  she quickly orders them their usual breakfast. 

 

"Jesse brought me a bag last night.  I just need to jump in the shower.  Can I use yours or do you want me to rent a room?"  his feet go off the side of the bed and he sits there with his bare back to her.  She sits at the desk, in the high back chair looking him over.  She loves the way his skin looks in the sun light, hell, she loved the way his skin felt but he is now forbidden fruit to her.  She wants, but she knows she can't have.  She needs, but knows it will do her no good.  She loves him.  She loves him too much, not enough. 

 

"Use mine.  Don't be an ass, okay." she says.  "Go ahead, I'll shower after I eat."

 

He looks back at her, he has no expression but Beth can see that his face says what happened to you.  And then his mouth says, "Just a few weeks ago we were naked, in love and had the world by the ass.  What happened?"

 

"Whatever do you mean?" she starts to be a smart ass and then draws it back a little bit, "Other than the fact that you're married and you ended it, I don't know Jon.  Why don't you tell me what happened?"

 

"Stop." he stands up, looking at her she can see his heart break.  She has to look away, "How did we end up like this?"

 

"Like what?" she asks, needing him to be specific because she can think of many things to describe the way that they are. 

 

He walks over to her, running his fingers through his hair, "You can hardly look at me.  What do you see when you do?  Because when you look at me, I feel like you would rather I be dead than standing in front of you." He stops in front of her, his tight hairy stomach in her face.  She looks up at him.  He takes her chin into his hand and helps her off the chair.  When she is on her feet and they are face to face, she can't resist the way he feels.  She can't deny herself the way that he smells.  Inhaling slowly, she sucks in the smell that she has loved for many years.  With each breath and every beat of her heart, she could feel herself get weak in the knees.  Slowly, she slides her hands around his waist and laces her fingers behind him.  Her face is buried in his chest hair and for a second, she forgets that she's mad at him.  That he's hurt her.  She loves the way his hand feels rubbing her back, up and down with one hand and the other one is stroking her hair.  She is getting weaker with each touch and Jon can feel that.  Jon knows her body and the way that it reacts.  He is dancing on that dangerous line and can't decide if her wants to cross it.  He knows that he wants her.  He's convinced that he has to have her.

He didn't need to coax her too hard, he gently guides her lips to his.  He kisses her the way that he's wanted to since yesterday, the second she stepped onto his plane.  They both know that this isn't the time, the place or the right reason to make love, but they can't help themselves.  In one swoop, he picks her up and carries her over to the bed and lays her down.  In a matter of seconds, he has her naked.  She's working on getting him out of his jeans and into bed with her.  "Hey." he says.

Beth looks at him, "Hey."
 
"I love you."

"I know you do."  she states, as she lays back and welcomes him back into her, as if they have never spent time part.  They talked best when they were naked, and they never utter a word.  Together, they were a fine tuned machine making beautiful music.  Will the same song play on repeat or will they create a brand new song?