Forbidden

Author's note: this chapter was inspired by the song Lips of an Angel by Hinder. The lyrics are used later in the chapter. To be honest I've been waiting to write this chapter for a while! Hope you like it. And Brett Lawrie, I'm sorry! I really am :s

----- Dawn's POV -----

It had been two weeks since I had been home. Once Ryan and I got home we kind of avoided each other. He was handed over to one of the other trainers for expert care in his recovery and I was back to folding tensor bandages and stocking up aqua sonic bottles for ultrasounds. When I got home from California Brett had gone away on a boys trip to Las Vegas. From there he went to his house in Arizona. I hadn't seen him in over 3 weeks and was aching to have him home. I was in the trainer's room folding towels when David Booth entered.

"Dawn could you look at my back before practice? The other guys seem busy and I don't want to bother them." He said shyly with his megawatt smile.

"Sure. Hop up." I said with a smile patting the table next to me. He laid down with his shirt off while I went to work finding knots and tender spots on him. I wasn't an RMT but I was glad to help out where I could. "You're tense Boothy, everything alright?" I asked him with a furrowed brow as he turned his head to the side and looked at me.

"Slept on my couch last night. I had a bad date and didn't feel much like going to bed." He said embarrassed.

"Come on l, couldn't have been that bad." I said to him digging into his spine a bit with my elbow.

"I took a vegan to a steakhouse." He said blankly. "I don't know if she was more disgusted with me or with my meal." He said shaking his head as best he could.

"Oh Boothy, that would be bad." Dawn said trying to stifle a giggle. "I'm sorry." She said with a sympathetic smile.

"It's ok. I just need to pay a bit more attention when picking up girls I guess." He said as he moaned against the pressure of my hands working at him. "Hey Dawn you like steak right?"

"Yes, and I also like my fiancé." I said grinning flashing my engagement ring. I knew where this was going. "But I'm sure he'd love to come to dinner with us."

"I'm kind of scared of him." Boothy said "all of those tattoos kind of scare me."

"I don't know I think that they're hot. Plus he does have a bible verse on his arm. Surely you can relate to that" I said patting his shoulders encouraging him to get up. "Speaking of which he's coming home tonight."

"You don't sound that excited." He said hopping off the table putting his shirt back on.

"I am I'm just tired." I said covering up my emotions. "It's kind of weird sleeping alone again after two weeks."

"You mean three." He ado correcting me.

"Yeah three I guess it has been three." I said as he seemed to believe it was simply a slip up. I felt a pair of hands cover my face and a familiar scent

"Surprise." The low voice said into my ear. I felt my spine shiver knowing who it was but not expecting him so soon.

"Brett!" I said turning around and embracing him giving him a kiss at the same time. "I wasn't expecting you until later." His flight wasn't scheduled until 9:30 that evening. I was just glad it wasn't Kes that I was with.

"I know, I came home early, they've been expecting some bad weather to come through so I took an earlier flight." He said stroking my shoulder. "Any way you can get out of the game tonight?" He asked me looking hopeful with almost puppydog like eyes.

"I don't know, I missed so much being away with Kes and all." I said.

"Kes? You call him Kes?" Brett asked eyes widened. I looked around for David who had already left the room. I was hoping for some backup that everybody called him Kes.

"We all do Brett." I said seriously trying to scale down his temper. "I'll umm, I'll meet you at home." He said to me kissing my forehead.

"Don't be late."

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That night I had come home right after the game. Brett had texted me on the way home saying that he was excited to have me home. I was too after all of this time albeit a bit nervous. "Babe, I'm home." I said laying the keys down on the kitchen table. "Babe?" I called again searching for him. I finally found him on the sofa surrounded by what looked like at least half a two four as well as a shot glass and Jäger.

"So you've finally decided to come home Dawn." He said to me.

"Brett it's 10 o'clock. It's hardly late." I said with a mocking laugh. "Looks like you've had quite a night though." I said picking up the empties. Brett stood up towering over me.

"So how about showing me how much you missed me." He said swaying due to his drunkenness. He leaned on my shoulders and almost fell foreword.

"Brett you're drunk. Let's go to bed." I said turning towards the bedroom. Once I got there he pushed me down from behind turning me around. He yanked my pants and thong down in one swoop placing his fingers on my clit rubbing it. He kissed me again with force as I tried to wriggle free. "Brett no!" I said as he held me down with one hand and used the other to push his own pants down. His voice mocked me back

"Brett no!" He laughed "woman you've never said no to me in your life. Are you really starting now?" He asked as he peppered sloppy, drunk kisses down my neck ripping my breasts from my shirt and bra. He fondled me roughly with his mouth and hands before pushing his considerable girth in me. "Honey your lips say no but your wet pussy says yes." He said pumping in and out. Sure we had played games in the past, a little s&m never hurt anyone. But this was beyond that. Not once had I said yes. Brett's strong hands held my shoulders down strongly on the bed, I was sure to have bruises tomorrow. I waited for him to finish. He rolled off of me before kissing my forehead. "Night Dawn." His naked form told me. I laid there in the dark waiting until he was asleep enough to sneak out of bed.

After an hour I was able to sneak into the shower. I tried to scrub myself clean feeling dirty. Dirty and guilty. This time was so different from being with Ryan. This was one sided and selfish. My tears flowed like rain as I collapsed into a heap as the warm shower beat down on my broken body. I could only think of one thing to do. One person to talk to.

----- Kes POV -----

i had just finished making love to Andrea, my wife when my phone rang. It was nearly 1am. I saw the name Dawn flash on the screen with a picture of her in her Canucks shirt smiling back at me. She couldn't be calling for a booty call. It wouldn't make sense for her just checking up either. Something had to be wrong. "Be right back."I whispered to Andrea kissing her forehead grabbing my sleep pants and phone heading to my man cave to take the call. I missed the first round of rings, luckily she called a second time. I answered. "Honey, why are you calling me so late? It's kinda hard to talk right now."

"I'm sorry." Her voice sobbed into the phone "I just needed to talk to you." Her breath was heavy with tears I could tell. "I can't really hear you."

"Honey, why are you crying, is everything okay? I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud" I said settling into my leather recliner.

"It's Brett." She sobbed. "He was drunk...and...and he forced himself on me tonight." She said more tears falling.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry honey." I said to her. "I can't believe he did that to you." I didn't know what to say at that point.

"I just I didn't know what to do. Even thinking of you didn't help." She said tearfully.

"Well, my girl's in the next room Sometimes I wish she was you I guess we never really moved on." I said to her wishing I could hold her and help her feel better.

"Ryan, we can't. We promised Ryan." She said "no matter how much I want you too Ryan."

"It's really good to hear your voice saying my name It sounds so sweet Coming from the lips of an angel Hearing those words - it makes me weak" I admitted to her. The sound of my name rolling off of her lips like the time she cried it out in ecstasy.

"I can't stop thinking about you. It's almost like I was being punished tonight for that." She said.

"Don't ever say that." I said strongly. "And, yes, I've dreamt of you too And does he know you're talking to me? Will it start a fight?"

"No, he's asleep. I made sure of that." She said to me. "What about Andrea?"

"No l don't think that she has a clue." I said with a mock laugh. "I just want to kill that guy."

"Ryan don't. I shouldn't even be talking to you about this. No matter how badly I wish this call could go on forever." She said with a small laugh.

"I know. And I never wanna say goodbye But, girl, you make it hard to be faithful." I said to her.

"I should go. Goodnight Ryan." The phone died and I paused a minute before going back to my bedroom, to my marital bed.

"Babe, who was that?" Andrea asked sleepily.

"Oh nobody important. Just Juice. He couldn't sleep." I said as I lied.

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