"God that feels good." Bain groans and leans his head forward. I press harder and he sighs with pleasure, "Right there god that's perfect." 

I bite my lip and try not to think of the way he's groaning these words, or the words that he said in the diner that make my lady parts tingle. 

"Thanks, Kitten." Bain says and pulls his shirt back and I cross my arms sitting back in my seat. 

I try not to think about how strong and warm his perfect sleek muscular back was. 

Don't think so dirty... I was only massaging his back. 

He was driving complaining and whining about his back and I got so annoyed I told him to pull over and I'd rub it just to shut him up. 

Finally a couple of minutes later we arrive at the store and I grab a basket. Bain sighs beside me. "This isn't going to take forever is it?" 

I shrug and smirk inwardly. 

Hopefully it will so Sam and Isabella can have an awesome date, hehe.

I stroll down isle by isle making sure to read every label of every package of cramp reliever there ever was. Personally this wasn't very amusing, but what was very amusing was the glare Bain was giving me and mimicking a gun with his fingers to his head pretending to shoot himself in the head. 

How lovely. 

"God Ashley what is the damned difference between any of them? They all do the same damn thing!" He stresses and I simply turn to him with an amused relaxed smile. 

"There is a difference I'll have you know." 

Bain rolls his eyes and just for his sake I finally just pick up Midol and drop it in the basket. "Okay we're done." 

Bain's eyes narrow at me with a glare. "That's it?" I look around confused. 

"Uh... Yeah?" 

"You mean to tell me," He said walking closer to me glaring hard, "That I stood here for an hour just so you could read labels of thousands of bottles of whatever that is and roamed the isles with you so you could get one. Bottle. Of. Midol?" 

I wanted to cower in fear. 

But i also wanted to laugh my butt off. 

I was torn on which to actually do right now. 

Bain shook his head and went back out to the truck and I went to check out now free. I took my things and went back out to the car getting in. Just as we were backing out I texted Ryan to let her know we were on our way back home. 

Did you just say... home? 

Oops... 

My phone beeped interrupting my thoughts: 

Ry-Ry: Not now! They had such a good time but i think your bro might kiss her!! Eeep! 

I am both happy yet disgusted. 

Think think think. I have to stall time. 

Suddenly, I get an idea. 

"Bain pull over." 

He looks at me and I try to channel my inner actor and clutch my stomach trying to look as pale as possible. 

"What? Why?" he asks still looking me over and I sigh. 

"God just please pull over Bain!" 

"Okay, Okay!" he says slows down pulling over and i quickly hop out of the truck and run to the back bending over where he can't see me. I make sickly noises. 

"Ah Jesus Ashley are you okay?" Wow the bad boy actually feels compassion. 

"I'm fine!" I reply back shakily and convincingly. 

I go back in the car and Bain sighs reaching for the keys in the ignition again and I reach out stopping his hand. "No wait!" 

He freezes, but his eyes not on me. He's staring at my hand on his. 

I go to pull away and his hand suddenly turns over and takes mine in his and I gasp softly. It's not like Bain has never touched me. It's because even those kisses were hot they weren't as intimate as the amazing feeling of Bain holding my hand. 

Bain looks up at me with those green eyes now bright and beautiful and clear. Something I've only ever seen once. 

"I," I try and Bain smiles softly. I almost gasp. A real smile. 

"Are you alright?" He says his voice gentle like the soft caresses hes giving the back of my hand with his thumb. My heart has accelerated like never before and I can't stop staring at his beautiful face. 

"Yes." I say softly. 

Bain licks his beautiful full lips and looks down at my hand in his. "Ashley I," He sighs and looks defeated. "There's something I need to tell you. I wasn't sure I could ever," My eyes wide and my heart hanging onto his every word his face showing signs of sincerity and beautiful openness as if he was about to tell me his deepest most treasured secret. 

Then my phone rang. 

Bain and I both sigh at the same time and I grab my phone. "I'm so sorry Bain just hold that thought," I don't bother with the caller I.D answering it, "Hello?" 

"Hey beautiful." 

I sigh. "Hey Ben." 

Bain suddenly let's go of my hand reaching for the key and turning it in the ignition mumbling words I couldn't hear. 

"Hey so I wanted to uh, say hi," He chuckles, "I missed you. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you." 

I blush slightly and smile small. "You have?" I say and see Bain's hand tighten on the wheel to the point his knuckles turned white. 

"Yeah. Actually, I was wondering if you would like to maybe go out again sometime this week? Maybe after school or something? I'd come pick you up." 

I smile, "That sounds great, Ben." 

"Good. Talk to you later, beautiful." 

I hang up the phone and turn to Bain. But before I could open my mouth he says, "Never mind. Don't worry about it." 

I nod and get right in my seat not bothering with trying to stall more time. When we arrived at the house I got out, but Bain stayed in the ignition running. 

"Where are you going?" I asked him, but he didn't answer. Instead he leaned over and closed my door backing out the driveway speeding down the road disappearing into the night. I feel a sense of guilt and sadness wash over me like a tidal wave. 

I feel like I've let him down. 

But how? 

What was he going to tell me that he looked at me the way he did? Those usually stormy green eyes clear and bright as if he was seeing for the first time. His voice gentle and filled with sincerity. The way he held my hand was so gentle, thoughtful, romantic. What did he have to tell me? 

Or maybe it's better that I didn't know? What if it's Ben the one that should only truly matter? Bain has nothing, but treated me like a dirt. A sexual object, a naive little girl that should be told what to do. Called me names and used me. Why should care? How could I care? 

Why do I care? 

Not being able to just stand here and drown in my thoughts any longer I walk inside. The lights are all off except for the lamp in the living room where Ryan is asleep on the couch. I smile small and tap her shoulder. She wakes up and smiles , "Hey Ash," She rubs her eyes and stands slowly stretching. 

"Hey how did the date go?" 

"It wen't awesome. Your mom came to pick Sammy up a while ago, Isabella's in bed you'll have to ask her about the details tomorrow." 

I nod. 

Ryan tilts her head. "Are you alright?" I flinch at her use of words and sigh. "Yeah, I'm fine." 

Ryan nods and links her arms with mine going to my - er Bain's room and I change into my sleeping clothes going to bed. 

That night had to be the night I had the hardest time sleeping. 

My mind kept asking me one question over and over again. 

What happened?

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