Her hair felt like silk on his fingertips. Wrapped tightly in his palm. Pulling it backwards to show her long neck, just for him. His other hand was planted snugly by her lower back, pushing her groin into his own. The feeling setting him alight.

His lips hungrily found her neck, kissing, nibbling and sucking. Taking in all the blissful sounds that fell from those perfect lips.

He could feel the vibrations of her moans through the area he had been working on by her throat. A sensation he hadn't felt before. Usually when Eddie got with a girl he didn't exactly care for all this, the kissing, the edging, the foreplay. Although, this was different. He would push himself as far as physically possible just to make her happy. To please her.

Eddie had always wanted to please himself, but not anymore. He wanted her bliss, that was pleasurable enough for him.

Her fingertips dug into the back of his neck, her nails feeling as though they were about to break skin, not that he cared, in fact it almost made him want her more.

He wanted to unravel all her hidden wants and needs.

Unravel her.

Her other hands dug through his curls. God he fucking loved when she touched his hair. No one else was allowed, no one except her.

His lips found hers once again, releasing the fist of her hair he previously hand and placing that hand around her now sensitive neck to pull her into him. He didn't even have to ask permission to open her mouth wider, she simply did it herself. God did that turn him on.

A girl that knows what she wants with him.

He was so far used to girls trying to act as though they wanted exactly what he did, but what he wanted more than anything was someone who would not settle for anything they didn't want.

A girl who knows what she needs.

He could feel himself grow harder by her every movement, something she clearly noticed as well with her sudden grinding against him. His hand squeezing ever so slightly around her throat causing her to let out a small sensual giggle.

Fuuuuck.

He watched as she shrugged the flannel shirt from covering her shoulders and let it fall to the floor behind her, leaving her own in a white cropped tank top. His eyes falling to her chest after not seeing any bra straps by her shoulder.

Nope, she was certainly not wearing a bra.

Her hands found their way to his belt, unbuckling it before unbuttoning his black jeans. His head fell back in relief, yes please. The zip was next.

Her fingers tracing the band of his tight boxers, teasing him, "come on Margaret" his words were like honey dripping from his tongue.

Her fingers then traced up his stomach, under her T-shirt.

"Eddie" she spoke his name, her actions immediately halting. His disappointed eyes finding hers, "Eddie". He lifted a hand to her cheek to pull her back in to him.

"Eddie!" The yell caused him to jolt upward from the sofa, looking around before finding Margaret stood in front of him.

He looked a little heated. His breathing was much heavier than it should've been she'd thought, staring ahead at him. He just sat there staring at her while she waved her hand in front of his face as he took in her appearance. She wore black jeans, a white vest top and a flannel.

He sat there staring ahead only to realise he'd been dreaming.

He found her giving him a confused look with a hand firmly on her hip, "what?" He questioned looking up at her trying to catch his breath, rummaging around the sofa for his T-shirt to pull on.

She took a quick peak at his chest and torso while he pulled the T-shirt over his head, knowing he couldn't catch her.

"You said my name" she confirmed, taking in his widened eyes, "is everything okay?" She watched as he swallowed harshly before nodding, "it's like you've had a nightmare" she walked back over towards where she had previously been.

Standing behind the counter in the kitchen.

Eddie mentally slapped himself, he had actually audible spoke her name, god knows what else he'd said. Not to mention she thought he'd had a nightmare.

"Far from a nightmare, trust me" he muttered under his breath.

"Hmm?" Margaret hummed hearing his mumbles but unable to hear exactly what had been said. She watched as he shook his head, insisting he hadn't said anything, "you want any tea?" She asked pulling a mug from the cupboard above her.

"Just water" he confirmed, feeling a sudden thrust.

He watched as she poured a cup of tea for herself. Only a dash of milk, she made it the British way he thought to himself. Watching as she walked over throwing a bottle of water his way.

"You drink tea?" He received an immediate look after his very stupid question, "I mean, coffee is the more common drink no?"

She let out a giggle, similar to the one she hadn't known he'd heard in his dream, also unaware of his urge to hide his groin area. She blew lightly on the tea before taking a sip.

"Not in Britain" she confirmed a smirk playing on her lips.

"Hate to break it to you Mar but we are not in Britain" Eddie relaxed slightly known his issue had sorted itself out, laying back with his arms spread out along the back of the couch, almost reaching behind Margaret, but not quite.

The girl sat a little too far down for him to reach her without awkwardly shuffling along.

He may have dreamt of her then, but he knew for certain the kiss they shared last night was real. He couldn't stop thinking about it, hence the dream.

"Of course we are not" she began, "I'm not silly" she confirmed what he already knew, although something he had questioned from time to time, "but my dad was from Britain, Scotland if we are getting specific so I've always had tea" she looked almost saddened, not at the idea of her Scottish heritage, but the thought of her father.

Eddie smiled at the thought. Of course she wasn't simply American. That would be too easy.

"So your dad isn't American?"

"Nope, born in Scotland, lived there for a good 20 odd years too" to be fair to Eddie he hadn't exactly heard her dad talk very much, possibly never at all so he couldn't have realised. "Moved over here to be with my mother" she again looked distasteful at the thought of the pair.

Although, her gramps was Scottish, so she'd forever love that part of her.

Eddie found his eyes falling to her neck, god did he want to kiss it the way he just had been in that dream. He wanted to kiss her all over and only her. He'd told her last night that they were only friends in an attempt to save her the awkwardness of telling him the same thing, but part of him wished he hadn't in fact shut it down quite as quick.

Maybe he was looking for a fuck buddy.

In fact, before he fell asleep last night he had convinced himself that's all it was, the dream was just a coincidence.

Only problem was he hadn't realised now, but no matter who he tried to think of to get her out his head, it didn't work, something he was sure wouldn't continue.

"Earth to Eddie?" Margaret's voice pulled him from his very own thoughts, his thoughts of Margaret.

He snapped his head to the side and away from her, not responding to her sarcastic question, something that made her smile while sipping her tea. Margaret had seen Eddie staring at her since she'd woken him, he had called out her name in his nightmare and he had kissed her last night.

Yet, he simply wanted to be friends.

Then that's what they'd be-

Margaret had now been pulled from her own thoughts at the sound of a car engine outside her trailer somewhere, putting the mug of tea down and standing up she walked toward the window.

Seeing Eddie do the same she turned toward him before pulling back the curtain, he was stood up, about to walk toward that same window when she put her hand on his chest, pushing him back down onto the sofa.

His eyes burned with want when he looked down at her hand and up to meet her eyes.

This is near exactly what she'd done last night.

"No one can see you, remember?" Of course Eddie thought at her words, of course that's all it was. She was keeping him hidden.

He shook his head at his stupidity, thinking she was going to kiss him the way she had last night. Thinking she wanted him.

He watched as she pulled the curtain back for about 2 seconds before dropping it and turning to face him as if she'd seen a ghost. She looked around before grabbing her only set of keys.

Eddie stood up walking toward the suddenly stressed out girl grabbing her arm as gently as he could and turning her to face him.

"What?"

She's walked harshly, "it's my dad" she looked petrified, "we need to leave now before he figures out this is my place from the car out back" she grabbed Eddies hand pulling him toward the door which he stopped them both again.

"People might see me" Margaret shook her head at his protest.

"We will put the front seat back, lay you back in the car" she paused thinking of where they could go, something that didn't matter right now.

The girl peaked out the window by the door this time, noting that her father was at another spot, chapping doors. This was their only chance to make a run for it and she was going to take it. Whether Eddie wanted to or not, she yanked him forward and out the door. Locking it quickly before both of them made a run for it toward her car which had thankfully been parked behind her trailer.

To avoid Jason seeing it.

The pair got in the car, strapping themselves in as she started up the engine.

She knew she'd have to go the back way out, onto the darker hidden roads, there wasn't many places they took you, but there was one.

Eddie pushed the chair back allowing himself to lay down flat.

He didn't like this idea.

But he knew why she wanted to escape from her dad.

"He shouldn't be here" she confirmed, "he should still be away on a trip" she shook her head looking at the date from her electronic watch. Mentally slapping herself.

"What?" Eddie could obviously see from her face that something was wrong.

"He leaves in 2 days" she hadn't realised until now, she thought her wandering was safe enough but she was wrong.

From what little glimpses she'd gotten, he looked pissed, he'd obviously found out about her trip to Duncan's grave. A trip that didn't even happen for the reasons he'd thought.

She couldn't even figure out how he'd known about it.

Eddie subtly pulled himself up momentarily to see the dark back roads she was taking.

"Where are we going?" He asked laying back again.

"Well we will need to stop for food somewhere" she smiled trying to act as though this hadn't gotten to her, "there's a diner on the way, they are in the middle of no where, they won't recognise you trust me".

Eddie screwed his face up, "on the way to where?"

She let out a deep breath.

"Lovers lake".