*Nick*
My hand seek hers, and she lets me catch it, winding our fingers together as we slowly walk down to the tents. My heart is kinda pounding in my chest and I man sure my hands are clammy like those of a nervous schoolboy.

"So.. this is me". She say as we stop outside the nearest tent. "Thanks for a.. very nice evening Nick".

"All my pleasure.. definitely all my pleasure". I say, hoping it doesn't sound to desperate.. to much.. honestly I am not really good at this. "So.. see you tomorrow darling".

I lean in to kiss her cheek, not wanting to make her feel pressured or to assume anything. But just before my lips touch her skin she turn her head slightly, making my lips land halfway on top of hers.

So well why not, I move my lips a tiny bit, making it a full on kiss, but keeping it soft and sweet and very innocent, nonetheless it sends tingles through my body, and makes my lips burn.

Her hands are grabbing my shoulders, and I realise my own hands are resting on her hips.

I gently pull away, breaking the kiss, but it takes a moment before I can open my eyes.. I just need my bearings back. "Sweet dreams and see you tomorrow darling".

"You too Nick". She say on a soft sigh and I reach up to cup the side of her face for a moment, running my thumb over her cheek.

Then I turn and walk away, so I won't be tempted to take it further. My heart seems to be dancing joyously and the butterflies joining the beat.

I turn halfway, looking back to see her still watching me.. so I give her a small wave that she return before disappearing into the tent.

Smiling to myself I walk back to my own room.. of course there is a nagging feeling telling me to be careful.. that this is to fast.. that this is stupid with her living so far away.. but I also just know I have to listen to my heart and not my head in this matter.

*Zac*
I feel myself slowly wake up.. you know that kinda waking up were dreams are slowly, piece by piece replaced by reality. First I realise I am a bit chilly.. then I realise that part of me is not.. then I realise I am sitting up.. then the feeling of something in my lap.. in the end I open my eyes, putting the pieces together.. I am sitting on the couch in the tv room and Pilar is rolled up, halfway beside me, halfway in my lap.

Looking at her I notice how fragile she looks totally relaxed, but also peaceful.. the tensions gone.. she really is beautiful.. like perfection made physical, and part of me longs to let my fingers caress the soft skin of her cheek.

I can't really deny that there is an attraction here.. both the obvious physical one and well, an urge to protect her.. help her.. heal the pain that I see there.. but I'm not sure she will let me.

To be honest I can't really make myself wake her, even though I can feel that my back is most definitely stiffening up.. but I don't want to disturb the peace.. or bring back the tension.

So I try to adjust myself a bit to relieve the tension, trying not to wake her while doing it. But it's not exactly easy.

She makes a cute little sound and snuggles into me, making me smile slightly. Then she kinda breathe in deeply, and I feel her stir a bit.

Suddenly she sit up and stare at me. "Oh.. sorry.. I think I fell asleep".

"You did.. so did I.. so no problem. Seems like the others have gone to bed". I send her a small smile.

"I hope I didn't drool on you or something.. I don't do things like this". She has pulled her knees up to her chest.

I chuckle, and fight the urge to hug her. "Hmm maybe a tiny bit.. Nah no worries.. you did nothing wrong".

"I know but.. I don't want you to". She looks up at me. "Get the wrong idea.. to think..".

"To think you are.. interested ?" I wonder if she is open to talk about this. "Do men often.. get the wrong idea ?"

She bite her lip. "Mostly online.. I mean in real life I just keep a distance.. but online they all seem to think .. Well either that I am desperate for a man or that they are gods gift to women".

"So they just.. come onto you ? Just like that out of the blue ?" I kind off do feel her.. I mean I get some pretty.. dirty messages too.

"Yeah.. you think I somehow entice this.. flirt with them ? Ask for it ?" Her voice both sharp and full of pain at the same time.

I hold up my hands, shaking my head softly. "No.. not at all.. it is in no way your fault.. but tell me about it.. if you want to".

"I don't know..". She looks a bit hesitant. "It's just.. I try to be nice to people.. I mean I see no reason not to be friendly when people write me.. I sometime post my model photos.. and well apparently some men thinks that means I am.. up for anything.. or desperate for their attention.. I am just friendly.. but every time.. either they start telling me they love me, but what they really like is how I look.. or they.. get nasty".

"I am so sorry for that darling.. I mean I do get why you catch their eyes.. you are beautiful.. but that doesn't give them a free pass to act like jerks". I do get why this might not make her trust men much.. but there has to be more.

She is chewing her thumb. "Thanks.. you are kinda pretty yourself". She giggles. "I don't know why.. for some reason the hollow declarations of love hurts more than the.. sleazy stuff".

"Because you want that for real.. love I mean.. but someone who sees you.. not just the way you look". I totally get it.. I mean I know how it feels when you can't be sure of people's intentions.

"I guess I do". She sigh. "Or I did.. not really believing much in it anymore.. or in men.. sorry.. it's not .. like personal.. just.. I've seen to proff of the opposite".

I weight my words carefully, knowing that one wrong step will send him right back into her shell. "It's not just those idiots online is it ? Someone hurt you badly right ?"

"Well.. I guess you can say so.. I mean it was a good thing in the end.. that I realised.. but it still hurt". She is chewing her lip nervously.

"Things can hurt quite badly even if they are good for us". I reach out to take her hand, happily surprised that she lets me. "Do you want to talk about it ?"

She gives me a slight shrug. "Not much to say.. I thought I had found the one.. he was a soccer player.. we had been together for three years and were engaged when he signed with a bigger club in Brazil".

"And he.. decided to end it when he moved ?" I can see how that could hurt a lot if you thought you had found the right one.

"No..". She shakes her head, pain blooming in her eyes. "He decided to bring his wife and two kids instead.. but told me he would like to keep me on the side for when he was in town".

I have to admit that I can't contain my shock. "Wow.. what an absolute dickhead.. nah to nice he is like the fungus growing under the foreskin of a homeless alcoholic who didn't showered for a year".

She lets out a giggle and I am happy to see some joy bloom in her eyes this time. "Very colourful but .. fair description".

"I am really sorry you had that happen to you.. and that you have idiots bothering you". I breathe in deeply. "But don't give up on love.. I promise you that not all men are like that".

She gives a small huff. "I want to see that before I belive it.. to be honest they kinda keep proving they are all like that or worse".

"Keep looking.. I am sure.. he will show up when the time is right". I don't know what else to say.

"I seriously doubt it". She shakes her head slightly. "I think I will go to bed.. I am kinda tired".

I nod.. knowing she isn't ready to share anymore now. "Yeah.. I should find my bed too.. you want me to walk you to the tent ?".

"Nah.. I can find my way". She leans in, pressing a soft kiss to my cheek. "Thank you Zac, for listening".

  I smile at her. "You're welcome darling.. whenever you need an ear".

"I know where to find you". She returns my smile before walking out the door.. I get up and make my way to my bedroom, hoping I can make her open up again at another time.