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Ineluctable: impossible to avoid or evade.

Annie had succeeded in drifting off to semi-consciousness every once in a while, but the weight of Auggie's arm splayed across her stomach always succeeded in reminding her of exactly where she was.

Auggie had effectively trapped her in her own bed. There was no escape, not even to her own mind.

She turned her face to look at him again, his features just barely distinguishable in the darkness of her room.

She couldn't sleep.

She'd been trying for the past hour, and had finally given up; concentrating instead on all the reasons why waking Auggie up and spilling her heart and soul to him was a terrible idea.

She wanted to fade into oblivion, to fall asleep and forget the feelings that were coursing through her veins; the torturous desire to curl into Auggie's warm body and feel his rough five o'clock shadow scrape her neck as his tender lips caressed her.

Annie pushed her head back into her pillow, frustrated with herself. She should be able to do this! She had been alive for twenty eight years for God's sake, she should be able to organize her brain and remain professional!

Auggie and Annie, best friends, nothing more.

He shifted in his sleep, his face drawing ever closer to hers, and she groaned inwardly. He was too beautiful for his own good. With a sigh, she tried to sit up and roll soundlessly away from Auggie's grip so she could get a drink of water and maybe crash on the couch (anything to clear her head) but as soon as she moved, Auggie's arm tightened around her, drawing her possessively to himself and holding her tightly against the hard line of his body.

His steady breaths continued, tickling her ear; and she squirmed, her heart racing in her chest. His hand was pressed against her stomach, and the inevitable memory of his hands tracing the bullet scar on her stomach and his lips on hers flitted through her mind for the millionth time that night.

She should have known it was impossible to sleep in the same bed as Auggie without something like this happening.

He was irresistable.

And she'd never been good at resisting anything in the first place.

Annie cleared her throat, hoarsely whispering into the darkness. "Auggie?"

He responded with an indecipherable mumble, but she pressed on anyways.

"Are you awake?"

She felt him nod, but he didn't let her go. Instead, his face nuzzled into the crook of her neck more, and suddenly she couldn't breathe. Every reason for maintaining their friendship she had come up with in the last hour flew out of her head. Suddenly it felt like he was increasing the pressure of his lips on her skin, and suddenly she was on fire.

His fingers were tracing patterns over her t-shirt, and even though he wasn't touching her skin, he was still sending shivers everywhere, and she was overcome with such want and need that she felt she might drown.

"Auggie," she said again, but it came out as a raw groan. She felt his body stiffen behind her before he melded himself to her once more. She took in a shuddering breath, struggling to maintain control. He moved back slightly and without his support, she rolled and ended up flat on her back, staring up at the shadowy face of a man who rippled with power and confidence, hovering above her and draining her resolve. Every breath Annie exhaled left her more at his mercy.

She decided she didn't care about preserving friendship, just as long as Auggie kissed her, for real this time.

Besides, Danielle knew this would happen. everyone at work believed it had already happened, and every part of her wanted it to happen now.

There was no plausible reason to put it off any longer.

She couldn't put it off any longer.

Regardless of Auggie's feelings, she had to tell him what she felt, or else she might implode. But before she could open her mouth, Auggie opened his.

"You lied," he said, tracing his hand up hers to her shoulder up her neck to her chin, until he could run a thumb along her lip, making her suck in another shaky breath. "You do like me."

"Yes," she said weakly, the emotion embarrassingly evident in her voice.

Suddenly she wondered if he trapped her on purpose, if he was planning to capture her all along. She decided it doesn't really matter because they would've gotten here eventually, and then all thought was wiped from her mind as his hands gripped her face and the truth of how much he really needed her spilled out in a whoosh of air.

"Thank God."

His thumb touched the corner of her mouth once more, just to make sure it's where he thought it was and then he was kissing her with feverish frenzy and pent up desire. His hands caressed every inch of her, exploring what he'd been dying to for so long now, and her fingers fisted in his hair, raked down his back.

He broke away for a moment, trailing kisses down her neck until he surfaced for air, tracing the planes of her face softly with his fingers. "I wish I could see you now," he groaned.

Annie gripped his face in her hands, pressing another kiss to his full lips. "Auggie," she muttered. "You see me better than anyone."

He looked down at her for a minute, his expression indecipherable, and then a broad smile sidled onto his face. "That's what I like to hear."

He brought his lips crashing back down on hers, giving her another bone melting kiss, his arms slipping around her to hold her tightly to his body.

Suddenly he broke away again and Annie was left gasping for breath, completely exhilarated and invigorated. She couldn't believe she had ever tried to prevent this from happening.

Her ears pricked at the sound of Auggie chuckling slightly and Annie's brows furrowed.

"What's so funny?"

"I can't wait to tell Jai."

Annie answered with a hard punch to the gut, but it only made Auggie laugh more.