Colton and I are in a cheap motel. There's one bed and a couch. There's also a small bathroom with a shower.

Today's been a fucking nightmare. First, there was all of the shit with my mom. And now there's Colton.

Colton.

I can't believe I kissed him. God, I'm so stupid. Fuck. Why the hell did I kiss him anyways? I don't think it was because Mom messed me up. I think I actually wanted to. Wait, hold the fucking horses, do I like Colton? Like, like-like him. Shit.

"Fuuuck," I groan.

"Huh?" Colton asks. I spin around. I've been watching Law and Order SVU reruns for a couple of hours.

"Oh, uh nothing," I say. He's walking out of the bathroom, his hair's wet and dripping water. He just took a shower and he's only wearing his jeans, no shirt. I look at my watch. It's 12:41 AM.

We haven't talked really since the car. "Are you gonna shower?" Colton asks. He's leaning against the wall next to bathroom with his arms crossed over his bare chest. I turn around to look at him.

"Later," I say. I stand up and stretch. "I'm hitting the vending machines." I slip my shoes on and walk out of the room. Jesus, I'm a mess. I walk to the end of the hallway and stare at the two vending machines. I sigh and get a Dr. Pepper and then a bag of M&M's. I walk back to the room, taking my time.

I have to deal with a wet, very sexy, shirtless Colton. All well not remembering the way he looked at me after I kissed. How humiliated I felt. Shit. But I should probably grow a pair of balls and say something about what happened.

When I get back to the room, Colton's sitting on the bed, leaning back on his hands. He looks up when he sees me. "Did you get anything for me?" he asks.

"No," I say. Oh, shit. He's really messing with me. Before I would have said that his present was outside and that the guy didn't like to be kept waiting. I shake my head slightly and sit on the couch. I open my soda and take a long drink.

"I'm uh, sorry for what happened back there," I say, staring at the TV.

"It's okay," Colton says. "It's kind of my fault too."

"Yeah," I say. I play with the edge of the M&M bag. "I mean, you did kind of lead me on."

"What the hell does that mean?" Colton asks. I turn around and frown at him.

"What do you think it means?" I ask him. "You were always saying shit to me and doing shit. What was I supposed to think?"

"Oh, I dunno. Maybe that I'm a manwhore and I flirt with everyone?" Colton says. I stand up.

"Okay, you know what? You're such a jackass and I never should have kissed you," I say. Colton stands up. His green eyes are just as angry as mine are.

"Then why did you?" he asks.

"I don't know!" I yell. "Why did you kiss me back?"

"Hey, you kissed me," Colton says.

"We already established that! God! It's like talking to a wall. Whatever I say just fucking bounces right off of you!" I yell. "Do you have any idea how maddening you are?" Colton looks at me.

"You don't think you're infuriating?" Colton asks. I narrow my eyes. He starts to walk towards the door. I grab the M&M's and chuck them at Colton. He whips around, his eyes blazing green.

"Where the fuck are you going? We're talking!" I yell, crossing my arms. He rubs the back of his neck where the M&M's hit him.

"You wanna talk? Fine. Let's talk," Colton says. "You're obviously messed up from all of the shit your mom did."

"Maybe I am! It's not your fucking business!" I pause. "Why do you even care? You're just some manwhore, right? A fuckboy?" Colton laughs dryly.

"Is that what you think I am?" he asks. He takes a step closer to me. I'm two seconds away from kissing him again.

"I don't know what to think anymore," I tell him. "You're all over the place! First you're hot and then you're cold. And then you're shoving me up against the car, and then it's awkward as fuck. Everytime I think I might have you figured out, you do something and screw shit up! It's impossible to know anything with you."

Colton takes another step towards me. "You're a smart girl, Andy. Figure it out," Colton says.

"How fucking vague are you?" I ask. I don't know how he managed to mess with me. "Fine, let me think. I think that you aren't actually attracted to me, so when I kissed you, you were just trying to be nice and let me down easy. I think that you just like to mess with people and play shitty, little games. I also think that maybe my mom was right about me not being attractive because like you said, you're a manwhore who will fuck just about anyone. I guess not me, though. Because Mother was right, if you don't find me attractive and your bar is set pretty fucking low, then no one else is going to. Does that work for you? Is that what you think?"

Colton's eyes are dark, but it's not like before when we were yelling at each other. It something deeper. I probably disgust him or something. Fuck if I know. "That's honestly what you think of me?" Colton asks. He takes a couple of long strides towards me. I hold my ground and stay where I am. "You really think I'm that bad? You actually believe the shit your mom said to you?"

I yank my hands through my hair. "I just-I don't, I don't know. Okay? I don't know Colton." I pinch the bridge of my nose. "Look, the only thing that I really know at this point, is that I kissed you and you pulled away. So, that doesn't leave me with a lot of room for interpretation," I tell him.

Colton shakes his head. "No," he says.

"What the fuck does that mean?" I ask. "No, like you don't like me, right?"

"No," Colton growls again.

"See, this is you at it again with your shitty little games," I tell him. I don't think he's actually hearing anything that I'm saying. I start to walk toward the bathroom so I can get away from. I try to ram my shoulder into his as I pass. But his hand wraps around my arm.

"Where are you going?" Colton asks. I try to shrug him off but it doesn't work.

"To take a shower," I say. His eyes are locked on mine. "Let go of me." He doesn't let go. I hate the way my chest is heaving.

"Andy," Colton says. I try to shrug out of his grip again.

"I can't Colton," I say. "I can't deal with you. Just make up your fucking mind!" Something in his composure breaks.

Suddenly, I'm crushed against the wall and his mouth is crashing over mine. I gasp and then I'm kissing him back, arching myself closer to him. He kisses me harder and presses me closer to him. I slide my hand into his soft hair and my other hand wanders over his stomach. His abs tense up and I moan. God, it feels so fucking right.

Colton has one hand on my back, under my shirt and his other hand is running along my thigh. His tongue brushes my lips and I open my mouth for him. He kisses me harder. He tastes hot and sweet and spicy all at the same time. He tastes so good it's driving me insane.

His mouth moves from my lips to my neck and both of my hands are tangling in his hair. He's nipping and sucking and licking my neck and I can't think. His hands are roaming over my hips and thighs. He grabs my ass and lifts me up on the wall, so my legs wrap around his hips. He keeps kissing my neck.

I tug on his hair and I hear him laugh softly. His tongue swirls against my skin and I shiver and press closer to him. I tug on his hair again and then he brings his mouth back to mine. I run my hands along his shoulders and his back. His hands can't seem to stay in one place. His hand slips under my shirt and his fingers rub the sensitive spot low on my left hip.

He pins my arms above my head with his forearm. He kisses me deeper and I wrap my legs tighter around his hips. Colton breaks the kiss and rests his head in the crook of my neck. I'm gasping for air but all I want to do is keep kissing him.

Colton's heart is hammering underneath my fingers. I'm pretty sure that mine's racing too. I've made out with my fair share of guys, but it's never been like this.

His lips are back on my neck and my head's spinning. I'm so intoxicated by him. His hands start to undo the pins holding together my shirt. I help him and then my shirt's gone and he's he's kissing me so hard that I can't even remember my own name. Colton's hands run over my bare skin and it seems like he's devouring me.

I can't get enough of him. My hands are everywhere. We're pressing together as close as we can get. His mouth is claiming mine.

Colton draws back slightly and rests his forehead against mine. We're both breathing hard. "Damn," Colton says in a raspy voice.

"Yeah," I say.

"You want this, right? You want us?" Colton asks. His eyes are searching mine. I nod and cup his face in my.

"Of course I do, Colton," I say.

"Good," Colton says. "I wasn't going to take no for an answer." He kisses me.