"We have to stop meeting like this Niamh." Blaise bored his eyes into her as he took a seat at the bar also.

      "It's obvious you have to quit playing and marry me already Blaise. Three times in two days? That sir, is no coincidence." Niamh's words were meant as a joke, and they both took it that way. They were ignorant to how true they actually were.

     Blaise stood up abruptly and pointed a thumb to the door." How about right now? We can do the damn thing this second." He playfully tugged on her arm as she burst into laughter. The others around them cranked their necks around to see what was so funny. Niamh had been unusually loud and had to cover her mouth as it died out. Seeing her reaction to him, Blaise couldn't help but to chuckle himself. He shushed her as he sat back down in the seat, pulling her by her knees into his opened legs.

      Niamh leaned forward and whispered to him," I think the world is trying to tell us something." Her lips were tantalizing before Blaise. The peach lipstick called for him to kiss them both into next week. He felt a gravitational pull towards her as his head tilted in closer, keeping his eyes on the succulent flesh.

     " What exactly is that?" The deepness of his voice nearly made Niamh's back arch. Before she could come up with an answer, in came Matthew.

     "Pause! You have never let me get up in your face like that baby. What's the deal?" He waved a towel in between the two lovers as he interrupted what more than likely would have turned into a full blown, clothes ripping kiss right there in public. The two were so driven by their interest in each other that they absolutely didn't give a fuck where they were.

      Niamh rolled her eyes as she settled back in her stool and sucked her teeth lightly at Matt. " You know you just don't do it for me Matt.... It's very rude to intrude on people having a conversation also." She batted her eyes at him.

     "He hasn't quite grasped that concept yet I'm afraid." Blaise nodded once to Matt.

      "How do you know my girl B?" Matt asked leaning on the palm of his hands at his station.

      " Well, it had been an unexpected meeting, but I hit it-we hit it-off pretty well." It had honestly been a slip of the tongue that he failed to salvage quick enough as he saw Matt's eyes bug out.

     " Say it ain't so Nia!" He asked feigning devastation. Niamh choked on the sip of water she had taken and began coughing roughly as it went down the wrong way. Blaise patted her back until she could right her breathing again.

      " Shit." She said under her breath as she wiped the tears that formed in her eyes. She reached for the receipt before her and jumped down from the stool."Thanks Matt, I'll see you later, okay?" She bolted out the door not waiting for a response. Blaise looked over the Justin and Jeremy and signaled his departure also with a raised hand.He wasn't going to let the beauty leave him that soon.

     There was a large group of people approaching the doors as Niamh went out, and he lost sight of her as they walked past him. He pushed through and looked in the direction of her car and saw her struggling to unhook her keys from her purse.

     He jogged to her and caught her hand before she could unlock the doors." Niamh, you don't have to be so flustered. I didn't mean to say that. I promise you." He held her hands in his as she made eye contact with him.

     "I'm not flustered!" She said louder than she meant to. Quieting her voice she went on. " I was just surprised. That's all. I know how Matt is and didn't feel like sitting around for his bombardment of questions."

     " I wouldn't have let him go too far. I've popped that kid in his mouth plenty of times, it would have been no different for you." Blaise pushed her side in the car as he descended upon her lips. The kiss wasn't soft at all, it gave her an idea of what he had in mind. Niamh pushed back in the kiss, showing her prowess to his dominance. She released his mouth and moved on to his neck, biting the area that connected to his shoulder. A grunt sounded as he pulled her back by the hair at her nape, forcing her head back to look up at him.

      "Do you know what you can do for me Blaise?" She spoke languorously . Blaise knew that she wanted him to be buried to the hilt within her. The hand tugging at the pocket so daringly close to his crotch said it all. She reached her hand in and pulled his lower half into her own. He braced one hand against the roof of the car as he cursed in his head from fighting for control over hiking her up and breaking in her front window.

     "You can give me a proper goodbye tonight unlike last time. We have to finish where we left off at because I was certainly not a happy woman after the high left." Niamh couldn't believe she had actually admitted to the intensity that their first time had given her. She never let on verbally to how much she enjoyed sex to other men, this was the first.

     " Would you rather I follow you home?" Blaise asked as the intoxication of her scent sent him reeling.

    "That wouldn't exactly be ideal..."

    " Keep up with me. I'm not slowing down for you." He growled into her ear as he bit the lob and walked to his car across the lot. Niamh giggled as she slid into her seat and placed the key in the ignition. By the time she turned her lights on, she saw Blaise peel out of the parking lot already with a head start.

     She wasn't far behind. She crossed her fingers that there were no police in their path, because they were both breaking laws with no care to stop.

Ooooooooooooo

     Blaise and Niamh played car tag the entire way to his house. He would veer off on to roads leaving her sight, only to appear out of nowhere and toy around with her.

     Now they raced up his steep front steps, pulling on each other to be the first to his door. Niamh exploded past him only to be picked up by her waist and carried the rest of the way like a sack. Blaise saw his next door neighbor's lights turn on at the sound of her shrieks. He felt bad for their kids. They would have a hard time going back to sleep if the noises from his house woke them up.

     Unlocking his door, he righted Niamh around onto her feet as he closed the door with a push of his foot. Niamh stepped back from him, taking off her black pumps. She no longer stood eye leveled with him, and stood on her tiptoes to capture his lips. Blaise began walking both of them into the living room, running into the couch they tumbled over the arm.

     The fall didn't break their kiss as Niamh swiftly wrapped her legs around his waist as he pushed them back up. She held on with her arms and legs as he stood again and palmed her ass through the tight pants. Blaise ran his warm hands along the underside of her shirt as he rode up on her back. His hand went for her bra strap, but was pushed back down as Niamh jumped from his arms.

      "You don't get to undress me." She said with a devilish grin. Blaise was prepared to argue, but was stopped as he felt his belt being torn from his pants.

     He looked to Niamh, only to see her tossing the belt off to the side as she went in again, this time for his suit jacket. She managed to pull it halfway off, but Blaise defended himself against her small victory.

     " You're too big for your britches if you think I'm going to let you do that sweetheart." He reached out to her, but she dodged him and ran.

    "Niamh!" He yelled after her.

    A meal was always better after you worked hard to capture it. He saw her slip into his bedroom and smiled at the push and pull game she was setting up. When Blaise entered the dark room, he saw no sign of Niahm.

     "It's not that big in here, I'm going to find you." He whispered as he checked behind the door.

     Nothing was there.

     Looking to his high sitting bed, Blaise lowered his body down and through up the skirt to see if she had hidden herself under there. To his disappointment.

   There really weren't many places to hide in his simple room design. It was a completely open space where nothing could go missed....

     Niamh sprung from beside his chest of drawers-the only place in the bedroom that could shield her-and tackled Blaise down onto the bed. She turned around and perched herself above his chest, pinning him to the bed. He struggled against her as she unbuttoned his pants and slid them down his thighs. They were strong powerful things that flexed as he caused tension around the bottom of his legs, making it hard for her to push the pants any further.

     " I can't believe this shit!" He shouted.

     "You better not kick me motherfucker!" Niamh looked over her shoulder at the man beneath her. She jumped surprised as she felt a tickling at the crack of her ass. Blaise gathered himself onto all fours as Niamh assumed the same position. They stalked each other around the king sized bed.  Blaise reared back and caught her leg before she could roll off of the bed from his reach. He dragged a laughing Niamh to him and pushed both of her legs back behind her head. He leaned down to her and bit her bottom lip .

    Niamh yelped from the pressure of his heavy body on top of hers. Her legs weren't strong enough to force him back, and she nearly exhausted herself from the effort.

     "Talk your shit now." He said.

    Niamh had no idea what to do to get her out of his hold, so she began tapping her forehead against his. Both of their eyes blinked from her awkward attack and he finally fell back as she gave a good knock to his head.Blaise moaned as he rubbed his head, trying to ease the stinging. When he finally looked back to Niamh, he saw her bent over holding her head in pain also.

       "Miscalculation?" He asked her as he shook off the dizzy spell.

      " No, I got you off." She said, refusing to back down as she looked up with a radiant smile. Blaise couldn't stop his from forming also as he saw the patch of skin reddening from her hit. There was a split second of silence as they stared at each other, anticipating the next move. Raising to her knees, she waddled toward Blaise, at first making him jump as he expected she had a trick up her sleeve.

    But there wasn't one.

    In that moment, there had been an internal call to the man as she moved towards him. "We could make this work Blaise." She cupped his jaw in her hands as she stood above him. His hands went to rub her hips, sending tingles throughout her body.

     " I'm sorry?"

     "Sex. We could make a relationship built off of sex for us. I've only been with you once, but I can't shake the idea of having you for when nothing else will do."

    " Niamh, things like that do not always work out. I'm afraid you'll catch feelings for me and I'll have to break your heart." He teased.

     "I'm not looking for you to love me Blaise. What I want for you to do is unexplainable, really." She lightly slapped his cheek.

     They were both conflicted with the urge to possess the other. They had no idea how to label it exactly. Like Niamh, he felt that the charge between them was incomprehensive at the time. He knew that he had been searching for someone to bring out a feeling in him like never before. Love was what he thought it was. True soul penetrating love for another being is what he wanted. Looking into Niamh's eyes, he saw that wasn't what she must have been thinking. He thought his idea was too farfetched, and bit his tongue to refrain from uttering the word to her afraid of running her off, and ruining what he could possibly have with her.

     "I know what  you mean."He murmured into the crook of her neck. Niamh's eyes widened in happiness at his words.

      "Are you willing to go into an agreement with me Blaise?" She went to his bedside drawer and opened it. In there she found a pad of paper and an old sharpie. " We're going to write this down okay?" She said as she scribbled out ink in an attempt to get the marker working. Her hand flew across the paper as she wrote out the "contract."

      Blaise calmly watched her, all the while feeling weary on the inside. Did he really want to give his word to limiting what he wanted to make with her? Was it in his best interest to, figuratively speaking, lock her into something that even she knows she can't get out of?

      " No time limit." He declared. She broke though and looked to him and shrugged her shoulders.

     "Until we find someone who we want..er....love." She added as she continued writing." I don't think we should put each other through the agony of love until we are ready.We must respect the other's decision to be with the person that brings them love." Finishing her writing, he saw her draw her signature across the bottom of the paper, and pressed it to him.

     " Read it if you want to." She looked over him as his eyes scanned the paper. Niamh bit the sides of her cheeks as she watched him contemplate as he tapped the sharpie against the paper.

     " Oh what the hell." Blaise signed his name fragrantly across the page as he tossed it onto the ground.

     "Be careful!" She scolded him.

    Blaise picked her up and threw Niamh below him, and began to pull her clothes off

Oooooooooooo

     The sound of an alarm woke Niamh from the soundest sleep of her life. The ache in her arms and between her legs brought a smile to her face as she thought back to the many times she and Blaise wrestled for control last night. He had managed to compel her body to do things she never thought possible, and those moments would stay with her forever. She could feel the scratchiness in her voice from screaming her wanton cries for Blaise to keep doing what he was doing.

      At least three times his neighbors had called over asking for them to be quiet. They both would laugh while Blaise didn't break his stroke deep into her as their  voices would play over the answering machine. Pushing her body up on to her forearms, ruffling the mess of hair covering her face, Niamh looked to Blaise laying with the covers thrown off of his entire body. She was free to see the glory of his body as he stretched before her.

     " You. Are.....ugly in the morning." He greeted her slyly.  She went against her urge to give him the middle finger, but she knew how right it was, Some thing prevented her from even caring how she looked.

    "Could you cover yourself sir? How ridiculous...." She said putting a pillow over his body.

    "Don't give me that. It's ridiculous that you've made the Whitmans hate me. How am I going to face their kids again?" He asked.

     Niamh laid her head on his delicate chest and rubbed a finger in the space between his eyebrows. " I have work. Soon." Climbing over him, she didn't bother taking her weight off of him as she stood up. Lifting her hands above her head, Niamh stretched as she gathered her clothing around the room. A light tap on her behind startled her, almost causing her to tip over as she searched for her underwear. She pulled her bra and shirt over her head, looking perplexed with her hands on her hips.

      "Uh uh." Blaise shook his head before she even got the words out.

        "Blaise those are my good underwear too! You can't take them from me. I guess I'll start wearing old raggedy granny panties around you."

        " That will not be acceptable." He laughed strutting past her to the bathroom." You better hurry up Niamh. My dad is pretty punctual with his time.

     Niamh pulled her pants up and buttoned them." Your Dad? What makes you think I need to get to him?" She asked curiously crossing her hands across her chest.

     " You didn't think I wouldn't find out about you working with us?" He hollered as he started up the shower.

      "Well, I guess it was pretty unrealistic to think you never would." Niamh went and stood at the door way as she watched him climb into the shower." I hope you won't tell him I spent the night with his son."

      "Trust me. He will not find out anything he doesn't need to know."

     Niamh thought about how horrible it would be if Joseph found out about her and Blaise. She surely didn't need for him to think that she was sleeping her way into a position with them.

      "Will you go on?!"

     Before leaving, she shut out the light in the bathroom, and walked away from the voice of Blaise yelling after her. She slipped back into her shoes and headed to her car to go home and do a quick fix up.

    Home.

    "Fuck."  She thought.

      She had completely forgotten about clearing the air with her brother and mother. Pulling out her phone, she saw that she had no missed calls at all. Trying her luck, she pressed her home number speed dial, and waited for any sound of them.

     " Hello?" Niall's voice came through.

     "Niall? Are you guys up?" She asked timidly.

    "Jesus Nia. Where have you been? Are you on your way home?" He asked as a wave relief came over him. He knew just how deep Niamh could get into her emotions if she were left alone, and had been terrified out of his mind to hear that even for one day, she hadn't been seen or heard from by any of the friends he had thought to call.

     "Yes. I still have to go to work today. Is Mama there?"

     " She's sitting right here. Niamh, you know that we didn't mean to come at you like that-"

      "Yeah." Niamh cut him off, not wanting to hear the rest."I'll be home in a bit."

      She could hear her brother let go of a deep breath knowing how uneasy his sister became when people tried to apologize to her." You know how much we love you Nia."

     It broke her heart to think that her family suspected her of losing the love she had for them because she was ‘upset.'

      " Of course I know Niall. I love you both to death. Save this sappy shit for some other time okay? I gotta go."

     They said their goodbyes to one another, and Niamh tossed her phone into the passenger seat. Rolling down all of her windows, she let the misty morning air caress her face as she got onto the highway toward her house.