17.

Sophie (flashback):
I walk to the back of the pub and lean against the brick wall. "Stupid! Stupid!" I say to myself.
Why did you do that? You're gonna ruin your friendship! Because you so desperately needed to kiss him!

"Sophie?" I hear a familiar voice and turn my head, only seeing a silhouet in the dark.
Only when he walks closer to me I can see his face.

He puts his hand on my cheek, gently stroking it with his thumb as he looks deep into my eyes.
As if what I just told myself didn't matter at all, I grab his face with both hands and put my lips tightly on his.

He moves his hands to my hips, pulling my body closer to his, our kiss becoming more intense.
His hands slide under my shirt, pulling it up a little.

I move my hands to the edge of his jeans and unbutton it.
His hand goes through my hair while his other hand gently caresses my side.

He sets a step forward, pushing me against the wall.
He turns us around and slowly lowers himself down, pulling me with him. I clamp my legs around him, my knees pressed on the ground.

Our kiss becomes more intense every second, our breathing heavy, our heartbeats accelerated.

Tom has both his hands on my hips. I feel his hand gently moving towards the button of my pants. I feel him hesitate for a moment before he opens the button of my jeans.

He grabs onto my hips tightly, placing us down on the ground, himself on top of me, his lips still on mine.
I move my hands to his jeans, trying to pull it down untill Tom grabs my hand and pulls his lips away from me.

I open my eyes, a little confused. He genlty strokes my cheek with his thumb as he looks into my eyes, until he jumps up and walks away from me.
I straighten myself up a bit and am left bewildered.


Tom (current):
I drove to Sophie's house and waited for Marco to leave for work.
I know when he leaves he won't be back for at least 8 hours.

I get out my car and walk over to her house, ringing the doorbell.
She opens the door and looks at me confused.
"Hi, can we talk?"
"Yeah sure, come in."

"Everything okay?" She asks, looking at me, her arms crossed over.
"Yes, I'm fine."
"Are you sure? You look a little nervous." She says, uncrossing her arms, smiling at me.

"I have something to tell you."
"Yes?" She looks at me questioningly.
"About our kiss.."
"It was just a kiss, don't worry about it."

"I'm not sure it was." I look into her eyes, trying to notice anything at all. Anything that tells me she might feel the same way.
"I have feelings for you." I say, when she stays quiet, just staring into my eyes.

"What do you mean?" She says, a little chuckle leaving her mouth.
"I have feelings for you." I say again, stepping closer to her.
"You have feelings for me?"
I nod, putting my hands around her waist.
"Why did you kiss me?" I ask her, looking into her eyes, noticing a slightly pink blush on both her cheeks.

"I, uhm, I don't know." She stammers.
I put my hand on her cheek, still looking into her eyes as I lean into her more, our faces almost touching, waiting for her to give me a sign, any sign.

She grabs my neck, pulling me down as she puts her lips on mine. I close my eyes in response, kissing her back, one hand still on her cheek, the other one resting on her lower back.
We open our mouth a little and her tongue finds mine.

She stops the kiss, putting her hand on my chest, pushing me back a little.
"Sorry, you should go."
I look into her eyes and she looks away, staring at her hand on my chest.

"Sophie.." I whisper.
"I have a boyfriend." She interrupts me.
"So you don't have feelings for me?" I ask her, trying to make eye contact with her.
"I have a boyfriend." She says again.
"That's not an answers.." I say softly, finally making her look at me.

"I don't know." She whispers. "You have to go."
She steps away from me. "Marco will be home any minute."


Sophie (flashback):
Tom left, just in time for me to start dinner.
This time I remembered what Marco asked for, I won't make the same mistake twice.

I have to admit, while making dinner Tom crossed my mind a few times.
He has feelings for me? Tom has feelings for me?

I hear the front door close and quickly put Marco's plate on the kitchen table, waiting for him to walk through the door.

I see a big bouquet of flowers first and Marco's head peeking from the side of it.
"These are for you, my love." He says, coming my way and giving me the flowers.
"For me?" I say, a little surprised.

"I know last few weeks where a little tough, work was stressful and everything. I'm sorry."
I nod, still staring at the flowers in my hands.
"Thank you. I'm gonna put them in water."
I walk towards the sink and put the flowers into it, filling the bottom with water.

"I'll put them in a vase later. Let's eat first."
I smile at him and sit down across from him.
He bought me flowers? And what did I do? Kiss another man!