Deidre's Midnight

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Dillon's POV

I wake up early the next morning, trapped by another body.

I look down and Deidre is still cuddled into me. I move the few strands of hair that are on her face.

I thought I had missed her before, but after that kiss last night. I'm going to have a really hard time letting her go again.

"You know most people would say it's creepy to stare at someone while they sleep." She speaks suddenly, her eyes still closed.

"I- I wasn't staring." I stutter and a smile spreads across her face as her eyes flutter open to look up at me.

"It's kinda cute when you get all flustered." She pokes me in the nose, and I can't help but smile at her.

"I was just thinking."

"About what?" She asks.

"About you." I tell her honestly.

"Me?" I nod. "What about me?"

"I was thinking about how I have no idea how I am going to say goodbye to you again." She looks at me thoughtfully and I feel my chest starting to tighten.

"Who says you have to say goodbye?" I release a breath.

"What?"

"You heard me."

"But aren't you going back to the city?"

"Well yeah, but for how long, I don't know. I got the call last week, that my mother is sick and probably isn't going to recover. I guess the constant flow of alcohol isn't the greatest for your liver. Besides, I've been talking to Kane and he's been trying to get me to come work for him, and I've been thinking about taking him up on his offer."

I stay quiet not really knowing what to say.

"I'm sorry to hear about your mother?" I try to say but it comes out more as a question. She laughs and shakes her head.

"I'm not. The bitch did it to herself, but I'm the only family she's got."

Before long it's time to check-out and so we both gather our things and get ready to go.

"Do you have your car here?" I ask her.

"No, I was going to call a taxi or something." She says waving her phone.

"I'll give you a lift." I wave her over to my truck. I dropped it off yesterday morning, and had Will pick me up so I had a ride.

"That'd be great, thanks." She smiles and follows me.

When I pull up to her car I stop her from getting out right away.

"Do I at least get your number?" I ask, giving her my best smile.

She leans over and kisses me deeply. When she pulls away, I feel like my head is in a haze. "How else am I going to make sure you hold true to your words from last night?"

She climbs out of my truck, leans into her car and when she comes back in my door she hands me a business card that has her name on it along with the shop she works for. On the back is her cell number sprawled in her handwriting.

She closes the passenger side door and I roll down the window.

"Goodbye, Deidre."

"See ya later, Dillon." She gives me one more bright smile before getting into her own car and I drive off.

Deidre's POV

I sit in my car for a moment, trying to wrap my head around everything that has just happened in the past 48 hours. The thought of seeing Dillon again has always made me nervous, but after this weekend, I don't know what the hell I was nervous for. Waking up with him this morning felt right.