Don't Change The Way You Think Of Me

There's Got to be a Morning After

Paisley's POV

I woke up with a mild headache, thinking about the crazy realistic dream I had. Even though the dream was fantastic, it was ridiculous. Suddenly, I felt the bed move and an arm wrap around me, then a body pressed up against my back attempting to spoon.

Holy shit! It wasn't a dream! Brian was here in my bed! What do I do now? I could tell by his breathing that he was still asleep. I carefully slipped out from under his arm and quietly went into the other room. Everything was there, proving it was all real. The wine bottle, glasses, his wine soaked shirt and the hotel robe. I slipped the robe on and paced back and forth not knowing what to do. I had no idea what his reaction this morning would be, less than 24 hours ago he hated me. This could ruin my job and what will the other guys in the band think? One thing for sure, this had to be a one time thing. I admit thinking about it sent a tingle through my body. No! I need to build a friendship with Brian and we both need to forget last night ever happened. I just wondered if he was going to wake up and hate me again this morning.

I was startled by him walking up behind me and wrapping his arms around me. I jumped away, "What are you doing?" I asked.

"I was just saying good morning to a sexy lady." He said with a grin. He didn't hate me, yet.

Brian's POV

I was disappointed when Paisley jumped away from me, but I knew that might happen. I braced myself for her anger and blame. I had already decided that I wasn't going to let her act like last night was horrible. It was the most incredible sex I had ever experienced. I'm pretty sure it was for her also.

"Good morning" she said, in a stiff voice. "Can we sit down and talk?"

"Sure" I popped down on the sofa and patted the cushion next to me. She sat down in the chair instead.

"Brian, I am sorry about last night. I had too much to drink, I hope you don't think I sleep with every guy I get alone."

"I don't think that at all." I smiled, touching her hand for just a moment. She seemed to relax a little. I was just glad she hadn't tried to blame it on me, yet.

"I'm glad you don't. I don't know how or why it happened, but I think we both agree it can never happen again."

"I don't agree" she looked shocked at my statement. "Paisley, you can't just have sex like that and then just say that's it."

"I thought guys liked one night stands?" She said, clearly confused.

"Maybe I'm not just a guy.  I'm not the punk kid you thought I was."

"I thought we had put that behind us, you saved me last night. You came looking for me, even though I know that had to be the last thing you wanted to do."

I felt sick to my stomach, should I tell her the truth? This doesn't seem like the right time, she'll be furious. Do I really even have to tell her? She'll never find out, Matt thinks I went to look for her.

"Earth to Brian.." her words drawing my focus back to our conversation and not my inner turmoil.

"You're right, that is all behind us but what about in front of us?"

"In front of us is working together."

"That's it?" She nodded silently. "I'm not okay with that. I saw a part of you that I don't think many or anyone else have seen, even you."

"I'm not sure what you're talking about." She was blushing, it was clear she knew what I was talking about. She wasn't getting away that easily.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about! Tell me, tell me that last night wasn't the best sex you've ever had."