A good friend is someone who thinks that you're a good egg even though he knows you are slightly cracked - Bernard Meltzer

Chapter Eleven: Hide your wives!.

Daniel's POV

I woke up feeling like shit. I didn't get enough sleep because I was up all night thinking of the happenings of the day before. Char was really mad. What happened wasn't even meant to happen. I remember that I had gone over to Cynthia's office because I needed her to reschedule a meeting. Damn! Even that sounds stupid. I should've just called and asked her to do it over the phone or send for her. I felt the need to leave my office. Stupid need. She came unto me, I didn't know what to do. It'd been a while since i'd been in that kind of situation and my first instinct as a man with a libido was to go for it. I mean it wouldn't hurt to have a little fun would it?

Charlee.

I hit myself. I was so stupid. Why didn't I think of Char? I knew she'd come I just didn't know when. That girl was like a time bomb. It wasnt like I enjoyed it with Cynthia, I'd had better. I mean the chick was hot, granted. But not as hot as Char. I hit myself even harder. Where the hell had that come front? I wasn't supposed to be having feelings for my best friend. But what I didn't get was why she was so mad.

Nope, I wasn't going to the hospital today. I couldn't even look Cynthia in the eye without wanting to fire her. I'm hot as fuck, I know, only a blind person couldn't see that, I was just expecting her to y'know wait a while before making a move. I mean come on! I'd only been in town for 2 weeks.

Getting out of bed, I got around to getting myself clean. I needed to get out of here.

Charlotte's POV

"Cat, really, I'm not in the mood to go out." I told Cat as she dragged me out the door to her car. She practically bathed me, dressed me and now she was taking me to wherever it was she had in mind. What did hell was wrong with these people? Mom even tried to go all T.M on me after I locked myself up all night and Daniel bombarded me with text messages and missed calls. Couldn't a girl just have some quiet time to herself without everybody thinking she's gonna commit suicide? What the fuck?!

"No way. I did not report to work today for you to stay at home and sulk all day. We're going out, whether you like it or not." She fixed my seatbelt and got in her side of the car. "Char, I don't know what happened yesterday, but I'm not going to let you mope around. No." She started the ingine and drove off.

Why couldn't they just leave me alone?

Daniel's POV

"I really don't know what to do, man." I said to Zach taking a huge gulp of my beer. I'd called him out from work because I didn't want to be alone. We were at a restaurant. I didn't call Cat though because I know she's a girl and she'll try to judge me for what happened. I needed someone who understood me.

"I honestly don't know what to say. Okay, so you went to her office to get some things done and she came unto you. Why didn't you push her away?" Zach asked me, sipping his juice. He still had to go back to work so he was drinking a non alcoholic juice.

"I couldn't. I don't know. It all happened too fast." I drank my beer again.

"So what's the problem?"

"The problem is that Char saw us. Now she's mad as hell and I haven't the faintest idea why." I ran my hand through my hair.

"Oh. That's why she came to our house yesterday. And you care so much that she's mad because...?" He asked me,  like he was trying to find something out.

"Because she's my best friend! I care what she thinks about my relationships."

"You didn't seem to care eight years ago." He said slowly.

I looked down. "That was a long time ago. Things have changed."

"What exactly changed? Your feelings for her?" I didn't know what he was trying to do, but I didn't want to find out.

"Feelings? What do you mean?" I looked up at him.

"Do you like her?" He just blurted it out like he had been holding it back for a really long time.

"Like her?" What the hell? "I fucking love her. She's my best friend!" I yelled, slightly angry he would ask that.

"No." He said calmly, leaning back against his chair. "I mean do you like like her? As more than a friend?" He questioned, searching my face for answers.

I knew he was right. I liked her as more than a friend. I thought of her everyday. I longed to be near her every single minute. I liked that I stole her first kiss. I hated that she saw what happened yesterday. I hated that she hadn't returned any of my calls or texts. I hated that she was mad at me.

I collapsed in my chair, my hand over my eyes and heard Zack chuckle lowly. That dude had me by the balls.

"You're right man. I do like her. That's why I care that she's mad. I don't ever want to be the reason she's not happy." I said to him truthfully.

"Man, You've got it bad. Why do you think she's mad?" He looked at me.

"I don't know. Maybe because I-" I paused and looked back at him. Something smelled fishy. Why was she so mad?

Zach burst into laughter.

Wait...

Was he saying what I thought he was saying? Impossible. Char couldn't possibly....

"When did you become an expert at this?" I asked when the laughter died down. He shrugged.

Then I saw her. She looked like she'd rather be anywhere than here. Cat dragged her to our seat. I didn't know Cat was going to be here. Her eyes searched the restaurant until they landed on us. She smiled at me and waved at Zach. He motioned for them to come closer. Char's eyes landed on me. She frowned and made to run but Cat caught her by the waist and carried her to table.

"Hey guys." Cat said placing Char into the empty seat beside Zach.

"Hey" I said. "Hey honey." She kissed Zach before sitting beside me.

"You came?" Zach asked Char.

"Yeah well, I flipped a coin. Heads....I stay home."

"And tails?" He asked again, amusement written all over his face.

She looked at him. "I'm here, aren't I?"

He laughed at that. Then her eyes settled on me.

"Oh hell no. It's Daniel the fornicator. Hide your wives. Hide your daughters. Hell, your sheeps!!" Char said. Looking almost bored. Zach and Cat roared with laughter.

What was wrong with the girl?

"Alright. Look, I really don't get why you're so mad. It was just a one time thing. She came unto me and I couldn't resist." I tried to explain.

"No. You couldn't keep it in your pants because it's out of control." She retorted, her eyes so red it made me scared.

Charlotte's POV

Why was he looking at me like that? Doesn't he see that I'm hurting? Doesn't he see that I love him?

"Char calm down. You're my best friend, you're supposed to be supporting me here." He said.

What?

"Supporting you? Fuck Daniel, you banged your secretary, in her office, where any freaking person could walk in and catch you both naked and you're saying I should support you? For being a man-whore that is." I looked away from him. I really didn't want to do this. I heard Cat gasp. Obviously she didn't know what her best friend had been up to.

"Really?" She asked, directing her question at him.

"It wasn't what it looked like." He said quietly.

"Damn right it was." I scoffed.

"Char-" he began but I cut him off. "What do you want?"

"I want you to forgive me. I want you to stop being mad. I want you to talk to me without flaring up." He said sincerely.

"And I want to get married to Ryan Reynolds, live by the beach, have beautiful children and make love on the sand all day but none of that's happening now, is it?" I replied sarcastically.

"Ever heard sarcasm is the lowest form of wits?" He said.

"Ever heard fornication is a sin?" I replied.

"This is just hilarious. I swear I'm never going to the movies ever again. This is as good as it gets." Zach and Cat were drowning in their laughter, with tissues in hand, causing every neck in the restaurant to turn towards our direction. I was too mad to care.

"What do you want me to do Char? Fire Cynthia? I'd be more than happy to oblige. I never liked her anyway." Daniel said.

"That's exactly why you were shoving your tongue down her throat." I snorted.

"At least I've shoved my tongue down somebody's throat." He muttered quietly but I heard it.

"Are you mocking my innocence?" I asked, shocked that he would do that.

"No. Look Char, bad things happen, with generally no more meaning than the roll of a dice. I just want to know one thing though. Why are you so mad? You're acting like a jealous girlfriend."

"I'm mad because y-" I started but paused. Why was I really angry? Because I hated seeing him with other women? Because I wanted to be his one and only? Because it hurt me that he's so clueless about my feelings? Because I love him so much it burns? But I couldn't tell him that. No freaking way. I'm not going to be that girl who confesses her feelings to the love of her life only to have it thrown back in her face. If there was anything I hated, it was rejection. Besides I didn't want to jeopardize our friendship over something as silly as a childhood crush. Call me selfish, but when you have something precious, you hold on to it with everything in you.

"I'm not mad." I said.

He seemed surprised. "Really? I beg to differ."

"Just forget it okay? I said I'm not mad."

"Someone's PMSing." Zach said, looking at Cat who only smiled.

"Really, I'm surrounded by idiots." I mumbled before leaving the restaurant. I needed to be alone.

A/N: Thank you all for the support! I'm really happy.
I was watching an episode of Salem while writing this chapter. Any of you seen it? Its really cool. Thanks again for everything, I promise to update more frequently.