lasttimeA

Call it Love. Call it lust. Call it what it really was; wrong. I was about to walk down the aisle in two days and Howie had continue to control every impulse of my inner desires. Why was that so wrong you ask? Because I'm marrying his best friend and he is the man I truly desire but somewhere along the line Howie and I connected in the physical realm of the real world. I'd thought about it time and again about the consequences of our actions if either of them had ever found out about our place. It was bad enough we were unable to spend any time with our beloved significant others at all but we had to sneak around to find those times to ourselves. There was the one time at the Christmas party in the coat check room that I thought for sure was going to seal our fates but it was practically over before it began. I can't believe I've let my best friend in the world down and the man I'm going to spend the rest of my life surely suspects something's up if nothing else. I'm sure there are the nights she calls and he reassures her that everything's okay and her dear sweet hubby will be home at any moment. In the meantime, he's worried about where in the hell his soon to be wife has run off to once again. Maybe he's known it all along and maybe he just ignored it because it would be easier to let her dig herself into a shallow grave. Either way, I'm screwed. But tonight I was here to make it perfectly clear there would be no more secret rendezvous'.
At least I thought I could defeat him.

Standing on this side of the door seemed so easy tonight. I was going to tell her it was over. How hard could that be? Have you truly taken a look it this women. One look into those stormy blue eyes and I may as well give up the game. She knows how to manipulate my every emotion with a solitary touch. God how can she do this to me? I'm a married man. I'm not supposed to be doing this. But she's so angelic in every sense of the word. She was the one that never wanted to get involved. How were we supposed to know the jerk was gonna whip out a marriage proposal after that first incident in my office. I was single then and so was she or so she had thought at that time. That's how this whole damn thing started. There's really nobody to blame here I guess. Either one of us could have stopped this little charade at any given time but no, I had to have her what I thought would be one last time and Bang! it crescendoed into a monstrosity of deceit. If you could actually find your way through the web of lies we've weaved you might actually find there was some truth to the way we felt toward one another. It was more than just a physical thing now and to say that it was anything less, would be another lie in itself. Anyway, I couldn't just stand out here all night and leave her guessing as to where I was but I knew if I went in there, it would be over. I'd have her pinned against the wall in a matter of seconds no questions asked. Here goes nothing.

I heard the door open and my heart skipped a beat as I finished our drinks. Why break routine? I found my way back into the main room of the suite. There he stood looking as delicious as ever. How was I gonna give this up? Be strong. Remember AJ? Sobering thought and it turned the fire down about three notches. I approached him and handed him his drink. We silently partook of the beverages and started to speak at the same time.

Why does she do this to me?"You go first."
"No. You go ahead."
"Ladies first."
Frustratedly Julie shoved herself off the bed and turned to look down on me."Goodbye Howie."
"Hold up,"I forcibly grasped her wrist.
"Let go of me."
"What's going on?"My brows furrowed.
"I can't do this anymore,"she jerked away from my grip but I wasn't giving up that easily.
"You can't just walk out of here without an explanation."
She turned on me."I think my getting married in two days is a pretty damn good one. What about you? Have you ever thought just once what you're doing to Sonya every time we come out here?"
"Have you ever thought what you were doing to her?"
"Don't throw your wife's friendship in my face. You're supposedly supposed to be her best friend now."
"Would you listen to yourself?"
"Why? Because I'm making sense. So long Howard,"she turned and I flung her back against the free wall.

"Let me go,"I protested. What in the hell did he think he was doing?
"No. Give me one good reason other than your wedding why you want this to end,"his sparkling brown eyes filled with lustful contempt for me. How did he get away with it? I couldn't understand other than the physical grip he had on me what his grip was on me. He held my gaze as we grew dangerously close to one another. I was plastered against the wall. That seemed to be our favorite position as of late. Hell! That seemed to be our only position. I'd get pissed off for some unknown reason and next thing I know we were battling it out for dominance and he always seemed to win."Just get off of me! I can't do this anymore."

I slightly loosened my grip on her but held firmly to my place in front of her."Then go. We have no ties."
"Damn you!"she drew me in with an unleashed force I had never seen in her. She hungrily engaged me into a fiery battle of wills once again as the heat from our bodies literally seared through the sheer layers of clothing draping over our bodies.
Breathily I escaped the firmness of her hold on me."Jules?"
"Don't stop now,"she drew me back.
That innocence drew me back every time. She didn't play fair. I knew I had to get out of there now.
I came here to get out of this tonight yet I just couldn't take the thought of not ever knowing the passion and sensuality of her ever again. She literally begged me to stay with that look in her eyes.