Fighting For His Heart

This story goes out to a special someone. I'm a little nervous for him to read it, and to find out what he thinks of it.

This story is unedited, so all mistakes are my own.

Its funny how a simple game can turn into so much more. I've seen games cause marriage problems from one person constantly playing it. I've seen it bring couples together, and them getting married. Then there are some of the friendships that develop and stay put.

As soon as I talked to him for the first time, I knew that he was someone I wanted in my life, rather it be friendship or more.

Ahh, there's that more. The 'more' I shouldn't be thinking about.

As time moved on, I knew he was going to be a good friend. As much as I wanted more, I knew there couldn't be.

He was married. I was married.

We stayed friends, and talked every chance we got. With him being an American Soldier over seas, it made it hard, but we managed the friendship.

When we lost contact with each other, I wasn't sure what to do. I had lost a good friend.

I moved on, not forgetting, but not remembering.

Out of the blue, he shows back up. I couldn't be more happy when I pressed the accept button on facebook.

We got to talking again, just like we never stopped. He told me he was going through a divorce, and a little flicker of hope sprung in my chest. I had always liked him, and my mind was thinking I actually had a chance with him.

What had been joking about going to visit him, turned into us actually planning it.

The more I talked to him, the more I knew I was falling.

I jolted back to the present when the airplane started to descend. I felt the smile start to spread across my face. It was finally time. I found my leg bouncing up and down, waiting for the damn plane to hurry up.

“Alice! Wake up, were here!” I shook my best friend beside me. I couldn't leave her behind, are you crazy?

I laughed a little bit as she grumbled, she never liked to be waken up.

“Hold on, damn. He aint goin no where.” I smiled. Of course he wouldn't. He had told me he wanted me for some time, and I’m the only one.

I quickly grabbed my stuff and pushed myself into the isle. I knew Alice would take her time, so I grabbed her arm, quickly pulling her in front of me. She shot me a playful glare, but I could see the smile behind it.

I started muttering under my breath at the people walking so damn slow.

“Anxious much?” Alice giggled.

“Hush, and move your ass!” I laughed.

We weaved our way through people, slowly working our way to the main lobby. I quickly looked around, trying to find the face that I have been falling for.

I felt a sharp nudge in my ribs and looked at Alice.

“What the hell!” I screeched. I wasn't rewarded with a vocal response, hell I didn't even get eye contact. I followed her line of vision, and my face lit up.

I couldn't help dropping my bags and running full force to him. The smile on his face, was probably the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I threw my arms up, quickly wrapping them around him.

I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling them get a little watery. I wasn't going to cry damn it!

“Your really here.” I mumbled. I felt him chuckle a bit before slowly setting me back onto the ground.

“Yes, where else would I be?” His eyes caught mine and wouldn't release them.

“Thanks hooker. I totally feel like carrying your shit, plus mine around this huge ass airport.”

I giggled looking at Alice. She had both our bags criss-crossed on her, and lugging our suitcases behind her.

“I'm sorry.” I reluctantly moved out of his arms, grabbing my stuff. I looked between the two, and got the biggest grin on my face. For once in a long time, I was truly happy. “Shall we?”

They both nodded. Alice linked her arms with me, and I grabbed Peter's hand. No way was I going to let him go.

When we got to his car, we quickly put our bags in and loaded ourselves up. I wanted to growl at his car. Damn manuals.

Watching Peter handle his car was, well it was fucking hot. The confidence in shifting gears, the car moved so smoothly.

When we pulled up in front of his house, I knew this was it. There was no turning back on anything I will decide to do. And I felt okay with that.

Climbing out of the car, we grabbed our bags and made our way inside. Peter showed us around his house, and it fit him perfectly.

“Alice, here's the spare room.” Peter stopped in front of a closed door. She nodded and took a step forward, opening the door, and then disappearing behind it.

Peter grabbed my hand, gently leading me further down the hallway. I followed him through a door and smiled at the king size bed that met my eyes.

I set my stuff down gently on the floor, and turned to face Peter. There was a small smile playing at his lips. Oh, those lips. I took a step forward, smiling as he automatically pulled me into his embrace. I ran my hands up his chest, almost moaning at the muscles I felt, up and around his neck. I don't know how long we stood there, just staring at each other.

My body was starting to bring on a tingly sensation, and when I couldn't take it any longer, I pushed myself up, letting our lips meet.

Well screw the tingly sensation, my body exploded with fireworks. I tightened my hold on him, never wanting to let go.

Just the touch from him, had me turning into a pool of goo. I felt his warm hands move their way down my back and over my ass, before firmly gripping and pulling me up. I automatically wrapped my legs around his slender waist.

I felt the hardness of the wall against my back, and a soft moan escaped my lips. This man was heaven and everything good.

My hands found there own way back down his chest and to the hem of his shirt. I moaned, feeling the warmth of his skin under my fingertips and the muscle flexing.

“Bella, Peter.” I groaned hearing Alice singing.

“We will continue this.” Peter breathed into my ear. A shiver went down my spine, and all I could do was nod my head.

His smirk let me know that he had seen that shiver, so I shot my own smirk back at him when I looked down. Looks like I’m not the only one excited.

I giggled, walking out the door and grabbing Alice's arm before skipping down the hallway.

The grumbling behind me let me know Peter was still following us.

“So... what are we gonna do?”

Alice and I looked at each other before yelling, “Drinking!”

We went to a local bar, drinking and having fun just talking. Drinking led to dancing, and before we knew it, it was time to head back home.

Once we got back to the house, I decided to take a shower. I said a quick good night to Alice, and as I was walking down the hallway heard something along the lines of 'cock blocker' from Peter's mouth. I couldn't help the chuckle that left my mouth.

I stripped down, letting the water warm before slowly slipping my way into it. I sighed at the warmth worked its way into my sore muscles. I grabbed my shampoo, massaging it into my hair before rinsing and finishing my shower.
“Shit.” I mumbled, looking to see that I had forgotten to grab my clothes. I sighed wrapping a towel around me and peeking my head into the hallway. Deciding the coast was clear, I made a mad dash towards the bedroom.

“Now that's a sight I could get used to.” I squealed turning around to see Peter standing there in nothing but his jeans. I'm pretty sure I licked my lips, possibly numerous times.

“I thought you were still talking to Alice.”

“Na, she decided it was time for her to head to bed.” I nodded my head and slowly made my way forward.

Deciding that he was going to eventually see my body, I decided, eh why the hell not, and dropped the towel. I smirked a little at the sharp intake of breath coming from behind me.

Warmth spread itself across my back before I felt hands softly turning me around. Looking up into his eyes, I knew this was where I wanted to be.

Now.

Tomorrow.

Forever.

He slowly lowered his lips to mine, and I was soaring. I gasped a little bit when he quickly picked me up and carried me to his bed.

He set me down, and just looked at me. I reached up and pulled him towards me, and then finally on top of me. His lips wondered their way slowly around my body. I couldn't help squirming here and there. I had never been so turned on, and it was driving me insane!

I sat up, and came face to face with Peter. I set my hands on his shoulders, and slowly felt my nails raking softly against his skin as they made their journey to his jeans.

My hands shook slightly, so I took a deep breath trying to calm myself down. I slipped the button through the hole, and listen to his zipper hiss as it was being lowered. Slowly, oh so slowly, I pushed his jeans down.

Peter leaned over me, pushing me back onto the bed. There was a spark when our skin met skin, and it proved my point further more; this is where I wanted to be.

I stared into his eyes as he slowly entered me. We both moaned at the contact, and he slowly started moving.

It didn't take long before bright white spots started filling my vision, and they exploded behind. Peter rolled off me and pulled me into his warm chest before pulling the blankets up and around us. I snuggled in and drifted off to sleep.

That's how the weekend went. Us going out doing things during the day, and Peter and I snuggled in bed at night. I didn't want this to end, not ever.

Unfortunately, I didn't always get what I wanted. I felt a couple tears slip down my cheek as I packed my bag. I held tightly to Peter the whole way to the airport. The closer we got to the gate, the tighter my hold became.

“You'll see me soon, I promise.” Peter whispered in my ear.

All I could do was nod my head. He gave me a chaste kiss, and I knew it was time go leave my heaven. Alice and I slowly made our way through security, and once through, she slipped me a Kleenex. I looked behind me, and saw Peter standing there. I gave a weak wave and made my way to boarding.

Before coming here, I was starting to fall. Now that I'm leaving, I knew I had already fallen. The only question is, will he be there to catch me?

Alice gave me a tight hug, asking if I was going to me okay.

The only response I could give her was, “I'm counting down the days until he holds me in his arms again.”

If Only For Tonight

Entry for TWPA Valentine's Day Contest. -What if everything in your life seemed to be going wrong? What if one person makes everything right, even if its wrong? Would you keep your life as is, or take a chance?-

Bella-

I swayed my hips in time with the music, waiting for my phone to buzz at me that I had a new text message. I waited patiently, but it didn't come.

Sighing, I watched my two girl friends, Charlotte and Brandi, grind against each other out on the dance floor. They were having fun with all the couples on the dance floor. I watched as Peter brought a single red rose over to her, kissed her gently on the neck and started dancing with her. Brandi got pulled into the arms of a younger looking guy, and started dancing.

I sighed. Since my marriage started going down the drain, this was one day I didn't feel the need to celebrate; Valentines Day.

We were currently at a western bar, drinking the night away; each drinking for our own reasons.

Charlotte because she was about to start her life with Peter. They have been together since forever and a damn day. We picked on him for taking so long to purpose, when we all knew they were going to get married.

Brandi was drinking because she finished college last week. We were all proud as we watched the baby of our group walk across the stage to get our diploma. Brandi's parents could care less about her, so we all took her under our wing. She worked her ass off, not only at jobs to pay for college, but at college itself.

Now onto me. I was drinking because, well lets face it. My marriage is falling apart. Mike and I met while I was just out of high school. It was love at first site, or so I thought. At first, it was great! He gave me everything I could ever ask for. He gave me the dream wedding, bought me a new car, bought us a new house, let me decorate the house however I saw fit. We had a nice home life, at least to every one looking at us.

Deep down, I knew it was falling apart. We rushed to much to fast. At first the sex became less and less, then the coming home late, claiming to be at work. Next it was the yelling at each other whenever we were together, and today he even hit me.

I knew then, that our marriage was pretty much over. Growing up, I was raised to be independent; to take care of myself. Today, when Mike hit me, it was a wake up call.

I couldn't tell Charlotte, because she would tell Peter, and Peter would try to kill him. He would probably succeed, leaving Charlotte all alone. I couldn't tell Brandi because she would also try killing him. With Mike's attitude here recently, I was pretty damn sure she would get herself hurt, if not worse. So what it came down to was, I had nobody I could tell.

“Can I get ya anything Bella?” I looked at Ross, sighing.

“Round of tequila.” I said, watching as he walked back to the bar. I could have easily got up, and got it myself. I looked around the small bar and felt a small smile. This place was more my home then that thing Mike bought me. I spent most of my time here, fixing it up to how I wanted it, getting to know my employees.

The day that I bought the bar was great. I got it for dirt cheap, and after digging into it, I knew why. But that didn't phase me. I had Mike's money, so I might as well use it right? And use it I did. I redid all the wiring, plumbing and everything else you could possibly think of to get it all up to code. Next was the liquor license, and after that it was cake. I wouldn't trade my staff for anything, the bar was always busy on the weekends, and everyone had a great time when they came here. We always have live music, the dance floor, once in awhile we had a mechanical bull, plus who could forget the four bars that are placed throughout the bar?

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and quickly pulled it out. I felt my lips curve into a smile, and the adrenaline rush through my body. One simple text, that's all it was, but it had made my shitty day into a great day.

I'll be there soon.

He would randomly text me, and every time he did, I smiled. I met Collin four years ago at a employee BBQ Mike's boss threw for them. I liked him instantly, he was always so nice.

Collin and Mike hit it off, always goin' to the bars and hanging out. About the time Mike started changing, him and Collin grew apart. Didn't bother me, because as Mike and Collin were growing apart, Collin and I grew closer together.

I had learned so many things about him. He was a year older then me, making him twenty-five. He loved working at his friends mechanic shop, and actually quit the job where him and Mike worked, to work at Jake's Auto Shop. When he did that, I saw a change in his attitude. He seemed more free, alive, and carefree at the auto shop.

I tried to stop myself from looking at the door, numerous times, and failed every time. I felt myself shifting between looking at the door, twitching, and then looking at my phone, and repeating myself.

“Bella!” I jumped, not realizing Charlotte was that damn close to me.

“What?” I asked raising my eyebrow. She pointed to the shots that were sitting on the table in front of us. I nodded my head, picking one up.

“Here's to a night we will never forget!” She yelled as we downed our shots. I felt the slight burn of the tequila working its way from my mouth, down my body, and knew that it was going to be working.

Charlotte and Brandi went back to the dance floor. I jumped up and went behind the bar grabbing another shot. I was walking back to my table when I heard the voice that could make my panties drop in a second.

“Bella.” I turned around and gave Collin a hug. As I was pulling away I couldn't help but check him out. He was wearing tight wranglers, well worn cowboy boots, and a nice western long sleeve shirt that brought of the green in his eyes. To sum him up, he was perfect.

“Collin.” I replied. We got Collin a beer and made our way back to the table. I just about moaned watching the muscles in his neck flex and relax when he took a drink of his beer.

I heard a throat clear and snapped back to the present land. I sighed, I was really enjoying LaLa Land. Collin had a smirk planted on those perfect lips that I wanted to feel, and taste. “So, how was your day?”
I cleared my throat, hoping that once I did speak, you wouldn't be able to hear the lust. “Not to bad, worked around here. We had truck today, so I've been working on that. How about you?” I was proud of myself, you couldn't hear the thick voice I figured was going to come out of my mouth.

“Not to shabby.”

“Collin!” Brandi screeched. Collin barely had enough time to stand up before she jumped into his arms. I couldn't help but laugh. Brandi saw Collin as an older brother, and rarely saw him.

“Little Bit, what's up!” I laughed harder at the look on Brandi's face. No matter how old she got, she loved the nick name Collin had given her.

We all settled down and started drinking and talking. We had a constant alcohol flow coming to us. By the time last call was rang out, I was defiantly feeling the alcohol swimming through my system. The band was playing their last slow song, and before I could register it, Collin had pulled me out of my chair and onto the dance floor.

We started swaying to Martina McBride's Broken Wing.

She loved him like he was

The last man on Earth

Gave hime everything she ever had

He'd break her spirit down

Then come lovin' up to her

Give a little, then take it back

She'd tell him about her dreams

He'd just shoot 'em down

Lord he loved to make her cry

"You're crazy for believin'

You'll ever leave the ground"

He said, "Only angels know how to fly"

And with a broken wing

She still sings

She keeps an eye on the sky

With a broken wing

She carries her dreams

Man you ought to see her fly

I felt a tear slide down my cheek. I was in that position, only I didn't know if I loved Mike anymore. Sure I had loved him at one time, but did I right now?

“Don't cry hunny. Your to beautiful to ever have a tear fall from your eyes.” Collin pulled me closer to him and I followed his lead. I wrapped my arms around him a little tighter and just hung on.

One Sunday morning

She didn't go to church

He wondered why she didn't leave

He went up to the bedroom

Found a note by the window

With the curtains blowin' in the breeze

And with a broken wing

She still sings

She keeps an eye on the sky

With a broken wing

She carries her dreams

Man you ought to see her fly

With a broken wing

She carries her dreams

Man you ought to see her fly

When the song was over, the bar was starting to usher people out, since it was closing time. I told Collin, Charlotte, and Brandi to wait for me, and quickly helped my employees close the bar. Once that was done Charlotte and Brandi said that they would meet up with me later. I told em goodnight and started walking over to my truck.

“Bella, will you go for a ride with me?” I nodded and started walking towards Collin's truck. He helped me into the truck, and quickly got behind the wheel and started the truck before pulling off the curb and driving away.

I thought back to how I felt in Collins arms and couldn't help but smile. His arms were warm and welcoming. Firm yet soft. I never wanted him to let me go, I wanted to stay safe in his arms forever.

I smiled and moved to the middle of the bench, closer to Collin. He smiled and put his arm around me, keeping one hand on the steering wheel.

My feelings with Collin have increased, and never stopped growing since the time I met him. I loved his company, I loved how he was so gentle, carefree, responsible and everything Mike wasn't. I laid my head on Collins shoulder when I realized that I was in love with him. I guess I had known it for a long time and just didn't want to admit it to myself.

Collin tightened his arm around me, almost as if he was reading my mind. Maybe he was thinking along the same line of thought that I was? I sighed and rolled my eyes at myself. Of course he wasn't. Collin was all around perfect, with not only his looks, but his personality. Me? Well I was boring, plain if you will. I was short with my 5 foot three inches compared to his six foot nothing.

I opened my eyes when I felt the truck come to a stop. We were in front of Collins log cabin. I have always loved his house, the way it was outdoorsy and rustic.

He opened the door, jumping out and pulling me out behind him. My feet never touched the ground as I basically fell out of the truck. Collin wrapped me in his arms bridal style, and looked me dead in the eye.

“Tell me no, just say the word, and I'll take you back to your truck.” I could tell he was telling the truth.

He was completely leaving this up to me. The truth was, I wanted to, more then anything. I wanted to be with Collin, to forget that I was with Mike, and about my shitty marriage.

I leaned up, meeting his lips with my own. I moaned at the small shock that I felt when our lips connected. My body felt alive for the first time in my alive, and I knew that I didn't want to stop. I wrapped my hands in his hair, pulling him closer to myself.

I felt him start walking, but I was to focused on the feel of his lips on mine. I faintly heard a door open and close, and his legs bumping into my ass, but I could care less.

Collin leaned forward and I felt the softness of a bed underneath me. I broke the kiss, gasping for much needed air, and started to unbutton his shirt. I smiled as his muscles flexed and relax under my touch, and worked the shirt off of him.

I stared at this beautiful man in front of me, and briefly wondered, why me? Why would this man chose me?

The questions left my head as he untied my halter top and slowly pulled it up over my head. He let a low moan slip from between his lips, and I quickly covered myself up.

“Don't ever hide that beautiful body from me baby.” He whispered in my ear. I sighed at the feel of his hot, moist breath on my ear. My hands moved down to remove his wranglers. I felt his hardness through his jeans, and got a little giddy. Mike wasn't as near as big as Collin was.

Once I got his jeans down to his knees, he stood up. I watched as he took his boots off, followed slowly by his jeans. Finally he was naked in front of me, and God himself would have nothing on this man standing in front of me. My eyes wondered over his body, and I felt myself getting even more turned on.

I was correct in my assumption, Collin was big. I knew it was going to hurt a little bit, but I could care less.

I watched, almost as in slow motion, as he leaned forward, placing a feather light kiss on my lips. He continued his feather light kisses from my mouth, down my neck, down my chest, stopping to softly lick my nipples.

I felt myself harden from the mixture of the warmth from his mouth, and the chilly evening air. Once he was done with paying attention to my nipples, he continued his journey down my stomach and only stopped when he was met with jeans instead of skin. He slowly unbuttoned my jeans, and pulled them down my legs. Thank God I remembered to shave this morning.

He kissed his way back up my body, licking here and there. I was more then ready for him and his teasing was driving me insane. I writhed under his feather light touches, my skin getting small bumps on it.

He finally made his way back to my lips, and kissed me. This kiss was rough, sexual, and just all around made me even more wet. I could feel the clear liquid between my thighs, and for a brief moment, I was embarrassed. I had never been this turned on in my entire life.

I felt the head of his dick at my entrance, and moved my hips, trying to get him inside me. I felt like I would soon die if he wasn't inside of me, filling me.

He pulled away from me and looked me in the eye. “Bella, are you sure?”

“I've never been more sure in my whole life.” I whispered.

I gasped as I felt him slowly enter me. I felt the fire hot pain from him stretching me, but I could handle it. Once he was fully entered in me, he paused, waiting for both of us to adjust.

“Holy fuck Bella, your so tight and warm.” Collin moaned. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him back down to me. I met his lips with my own, and just let myself be. In the moment, nothing was wrong with the world, nothing was wrong in my life. I was with a man that I had fell in love with along the way, a man that I never wanted to let go of.

I moved my hips, letting him know that it was alright to move. He slowly pulled out of me, and eased himself back in. The pain no longer existed, and in it's place was nothing but pleasure.

I moaned as he started moving faster. The feeling of friction of Collin and I joined together, the feel of his touches on my over heated body, I knew I wasn't going to hold out very much longer. I felt the knot in my stomach, my muscles tighten up.

Collin trailed his finger down my throat, down my stomach, to the bundle of nerves between my thighs, rubbing small circles. I moaned and just let myself go. I saw stars dance behind my eyelids. Collin tensed and I knew he was joining me in this moment; a moment in which we shared.

Collin laid down beside me, and pulled me back into his chest. I sighed, wishing every night could be like this.

I smiled as Collin kissed the back of my head, before a soft snore left his mouth. I snuggled closer to Collin and smiled. I knew I wouldn't regret this night, even if it was the end of a loveless marriage.

Because, if only for tonight, Collin and I were meant to be.