The two couple are now sitting together in the kitchen. Johnny is getting coffee mugs while Kristina is making coffee. Each couple has made the usual small talk and question running wild on both ends. However neither know how the house got booked for both couples. Kristina has been uncomfortable by the way the man entered and let Johnny do most of the talking. They seem friendly enough but something about them just made her skin crawl.
    “So have you two come here before?” Johnny says while handing Kristina the mugs.
    “Ehh, different places in the area. This was our first time to this place.” The man looks around the room seeming to scoop it out. Although he was eyeing Kristina in a way that he seemed to know what she would look like naked.
    Johnny catches his glare and not sure how to react or if he could just be over sensitive to this guy because he interrupted them. The moment where they left off is still running through his mind. Having this be a primal thought is just making Johnny’s desire to have them out fast is more critical. “So you come here often them and stay in the area.”
    “Something like that.” The girl says with a slight smile leaning forward exposing more of her cleavage and letting them know that under her coat she was not wearing a shirt or a bra. Both Kristina and Johnny take not of this which makes Johnny turn to get milk from the fridge while Kristina gets a little turned on wishing her and Johnny’s moment wasn’t interrupted. She knows she’s being a bit of a tease and turns to her man smiling while rubbing his thigh.
    “Then are you from the area?” Kristina asked to distract herself from her own desires.
    “The area.” The man said not putting to much into his answer.
    Johnny comes along Kristina putting his arm around her waist while handing the coffee over to the two who have now joined the cabin. There is still a silent tension in the air. Johnny and Kristina just want to go back to where they were interrupted. The invading couple can see this and it makes the woman move to her feet and make her way around the counter.
    “Is this your anniversary? A regular place you both come to?” The girl says as she moves closer to the couple. Resting her head on her hand and bending down to have her booty pop out showing how great her leather pants and heels make her legs look. It easily distracts both Johnny and Kristina that he can’t help but move his hand to get a touch of bare skin. She notices the slight movement of Johnny which makes her smile.
    “Both. We came here for our first vacation as a couple before we were married so now we come at the same time every year.” Johnny plus Kristina in a little closer to him which causes her to look up and smile at him.
    “Yeah, it is one of our favorite spots. What makes you guys come here.” Kristina looks back and forth between the couple.
    “We like the area and the houses aren’t too bad. Mitch introduced me to the area.  He’s been bringing me around here for years.” She moves around the table to sit on Mitch’s lap while he doesn’t hide his hand moving on her thigh to rest between her inner thighs.
    “Yeah I thought Lizzy would like it here. She seems to hold her own.” Mitch says looking at Lizzy as though they were alone making Johnny and Kristina feel as though they were invading.
    “Don’t you want to join?” Lizzy asked still holding her eyes on Mitch.

It all starts in to local coffee shop. Many people use coffee shops to get to know a person and see if there is a chance for a relationship. That is the traditional way to look at things. Well, this was a first time grabbing coffee to share how a relationship was not going to happen.

“I just asked you to go there because I thought you would enjoy it. There was not alternative motive.”

“The way you were talking about it and plans made it come off that you were planning it for just us and had planned for it to mean more.”

“Yeah I thought it would be something that we could do, but I was the one asking.”

“Yeah I know you asked.”

“Right. I am the girl. Me asking, not you. If you had asked it would have been different. There would have been a thought process of maybe this is more than just friends, but it was me.”

“I know, but you made it sound like you wanted more to come out of it.”

“How?” I shift in my car in a slight confusion trying to remember the conversation we had of me asking him to go. I talked it up in excitement because I have good memories of the place and honestly thought he would have really enjoyed going to it.

“You just kept saying how I would enjoy it and didn’t seem like you wanted anyone else to go.” He just sits there seeming so uncomfortable and awkward.

“Honestly that is just how I am. I like getting to know people and building relationships with them so I spend time one on one time with them. In a group you can’t do that. There are just others and distractions, it just makes it hard. I don’t really know what you want me to say. You don’t really know who I am or much about me so you just assumed these were my attentions.”

“Well . . . you would joke about us dating.”

“I also told you it would never work out for us to date.”

“I know.”

“So apparently me thinking we would never date and telling you it wouldn’t work out clearly means that I want to date you.”

“That’s not what I said.”

“I am just trying to understand.” I am trying to hold back my defensive tone but he isn’t being rational. His responses are coming off so quiet and as though he is uncomfortable and doesn’t believe what he says. “If you are making accusations about me liking you and wanting more you should be able to back up your thinking.”

“I just . . . I got, I just got this feeling so I stopped it before it went further.”

“Okay.”

“Yeah so anyway how’s your coffee?” Seriously? This guy really has no back bone.

“It’s good. Listen I am getting kind of tired and I cam here to talk to settle things but you don’t seem interested in doing that.” I begin to move off the seat and he still is just staring at me. Is he really this dumb?

“I thought we did.”

“Do you not talk things out to make them better?”

“I never have before no.”

“Seriously?”

“No. I haven’t.” He just stares and me and shrugs his soldiers like I’m the crazy one/”

“Wow. That is ridiculous. Have you not had a friend you’ve wanted to talk things out with, or even a girl you liked or liked you?”

“I don’t. I just don’t talk about it or to them really and then we just start talking again.”

“Wow that’s really immature. Sorry but it’s true.”

“Thanks.”

“Well, umm, when you want to talk, then reach out, but for now I am not going to waste my time just pushing something under the rug that you brought up. It may seem like I am making a big deal about this, but I can’t believe you brought this up and didn’t expect to talk about it.”

“I just don’t.”

“Just don’t what?”

“Talk about things. I get over it and that’s it.”

“Yeah, well when you have an issue with a person you need to say something to them.”

“Okay.”

“Okay?” I have no idea what to say or think in this situation. Am I being defensive or a typical girl and over thinking things? He’s making me feel like the crazy one. I break my muffin in half contemplating this. He sits there tapping on his drink with his fingers. Just tapping, making no noise but just a distraction in the silence of awkward that has just transpired. 

I shift to cross my legs the opposite way leaning back to pull the wrapper off the bottom half of my muffin. Chocolate chip muffins from dunking are always softer than a bakery or bagel shop makes them. It is harder to break and harder to eat. Why did I even get a muffin? The donuts are good enough and I wouldn’t mind having a Boston creme. Ahh my thoughts are all over the place.

Rachel get your head straight. “So how’s that muffin working out?”

“It’s working. I don’t know about the good or bad. Kinda making me think why I didn’t just get a donut.”

“You can still get one.”

“I’m good.”

“Okay, well if your not happy with something you can change it.” Oh the irony.

I’m not dead, but not sure how I could possibly be a live. I cannot move from the position I am in. I believe I am laying on the ground. I cannot open my eyes. They have either been closed by these crazy people who launched me through the window or I have been taken by the guys in suits. To think my morning started with me hating my life for having the ideal life and now, here I am in the world of so not normal. I take back my bitching!

“Think he’ll wake up?” Okay that voice is none of the officers.

“Nahh. He’ll be in shock for sometime. We need to get him out of here.”

“Yeah they’ve probably made it to his place.”

“We can’t go to out location they would have it scouted out.”

“Drive on till the next state. We’ll figure it out there.” Next state? People going to my house? Okay now not sure if I should be afraid or comforted.

“When we get there what do we do with him?”

“Dump him.” Definitely going with scared.