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Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Oli had three days left. After I had composed myself and managed to make some soup in the kitchen, Oli had come shuffling down in the clothes that I had laid out for him. His eyes were red and puffy, not to mention the large dark circles from lack of sleep, but at least he was clean and no longer had the beard. He had managed a weak smile and sat down at the table where I had placed the bowl of steaming hot soup in front of him. He had gobbled it down as if he hadn't eaten in a long time and, noticing my surprised look, grinned sheepishly. "Sorry," he had whispered. I had asked him if he wanted to talk about it, but all colour drained from his face and I just suggested that he go to his room and sleep for a while. He obliged.

I had just told Quinn about the whole incident. She actually sounded genuinely worried, which I thought was kind of her. We were currently talking about random things, Quinn doing her best to take my mind off Oli. There was a light knock on my bedroom door. Oli opened it and stood awkwardly in the doorway. "I, uh, I'm going out for a walk. To get some fresh air," he stated. I nodded, told him to be careful, and he left. I was worried about him, but he was two years older than me and he needed his space. I continued my conversation with Quinn, and she was doing a great job of making me laugh.

The doorbell sounded, and I went down to see who it was. Maybe it was Oli, he could've forgotten his keys? I opened the door to come face-to-face with Gabe. "Hey Gabe, what're you doing here?" I asked, confused. "I thought that maybe we could hang out?" He asked, smiling at me. "Okay..." I trailed off. "Where would you like to go?" I started putting my shoes on, before Gabe placed a warm hand on my arm. "Here's good, if you don't mind," he said. Wait. Backtrack. Gabe Barrett wanted to hang out with me. In my house? Uh, okay. I nodded, letting him in. Gabe suggested watching a movie, to which I agreed.

About halfway through, I was extremely aware that Gabe's arm was around my shoulders. Is he making a move? Probably not. I mean, he's sex-on-legs and he has a girlfriend. An outstandingly beautiful girlfriend at that. This is just a friendly gesture. Yup, completely friendly. Friendly, friendly, friendly, friendly, friendly. Suddenly, his other hand began to caress my thigh. Now this is definitely not a friendly gesture. I'm not completely naive, you know. I have been with people. I turn to look at him questioningly, and find that he is already looking at me. "Gabe, what are you doing?" I ask. "I want you, Charlie," is his reply. I remind him that he has a girlfriend. "We broke up." He says simply, no emotion, nothing. "She cheated," he adds. I frown. That doesn't sound like Susie. Maybe she found herself a foreign lover. I can't blame her. Months away from a boyfriend can leave you pretty sex-deprived. I think. Personally, I don't know from experience. I've never had a boyfriend. Ever. I'm more of a hook-up-when-drunk-then-leave-before-they-wake-up type of girl. Yep, I have my ways. But someone coming onto me when sober? Probably the first and last time that that's going to happen.

I sniffed the air slightly, just to make sure that Gabe wasn't drunk. Nope. No smell of alcohol on his breath. And I know for a fact that he's not on drugs. Well, I hope he's not. He must've gone insane. That would explain it. Problem solved.

"I've wanted you for a long time, Charlie, and now is my chance," Gabe breathes in my ear. I shiver in anticipation. There's no use in denying that I want him too. Who would resist the incredibly sexy Gabe Barrett? Someone mad, I guess. By this time, he's planting sweet little kisses up my neck, each one hungrier than the last. I don't want to get attached. Hell, I don't even want him to get attached. "No strings?" I ask, my voice coming out breathy. "No strings," he confirms, his voice the same. Alrighty then. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. Also, I needed something to get my mind off Oli. This was the perfect distraction. Sex with Gabe Barrett, hottest man to ever walk the planet, here I come.