"Aly, you have got to calm down, you have not sat down in two hours. There is going to be a pacing path in my living room. Chill!" Maureen stood up in a huff.

"Mo, I have no chill, this is not news. This is my whole career, every plan I've made in 4 years. I totally feel unprepared, I've been soo distracted." Alysia said throwing her pen onto the kitchen table.

"You've been distracted for very good reason, a very good-looking reason. For once your days do not consists of kids, teaching, kids, studying, rinse repeat. That is a good thing. You are going to do fine, and your phone is ringing." Maureen finished handing her said phone.

Alysia looked at the screen, course it was Harry. She couldn't help but smile, but her freak out was about so much more than the certification test she was taking in 36 hours. Girlfriend, Harry referred to her as his girlfriend. He gave her his gate code for Christ sake!! What was she supposed to do with that. She liked him, too, so much. But he confused her. He seemed to be skipping major steps and he had not sense of self protection at all. She was harmless, just wanted bask in his affections with no agenda, but he had no idea who she was. They had only met 6 weeks ago, been on a handful of dates, and had some mind blowing sex. Their chemistry was crazy, but that did not justify a relationship. He had to know that, right. She knew that, had learned not to rush the hard way.

"Hello," She answered.

"Lo, Love, what are you up to?"

She could hear his keys and then the turn over of the engine, he must be leaving the studio.

"Um, freaking out actually, I have a ton of studying to do, and I feel completely unprepared," Alysia's voice picked up speed as she spoke until she slowed to gulp air.

"No, none of that, shut it. You are going to smash it love, you are so made for this, can't wait until you get certified so I can refer you to literally everybody I've ever met," he sounded so sure.

"Harry, I'll earn my clients," she stressed.

"I'm sure you will love, but I know plenty of people with the need and money for a trainer, why not refer my girl?" Harry said.

Alysia was so baffled by his faith, he had taken one class. They barely knew each other, but he made himself out to be her biggest fan. "If I am able to take on clients, let me get some experience first, but I appreciate the confidence, Harry."

"So, any chance you can stay tonight?" Harry asked.

"Babe, there is no way I can stay tonight, I have so much more to review."

"I'll let you study, love," he said with evident offense.

"Harry, do you really think we can sleep in the same bed and keep our hands to ourselves?" Alysia tried for a light tone.

"Well, I have some self-control, Missus."

Alysia laughed, "You have zero control, we have had sex in a bed once Harry, we can't even make it to a flat surface half the time. I have to study. It will have to be another time, no pouting."

"Not pouting!"

"I can hear you pouting, I have to go, Mr. Self-control." she ended.

"Ok, goodnight love, Happy studying" Harry hung up with that.

An hour later, the doorbell rang and she heard her niece's voice call to her from downstairs, "Auntie, it's for you."

When she came downstairs, there was a courier at her door with a two baskets. When she got closer she noticed one was full of study aids, snacks, and an ipod with a post-it that read, 'for my trainer to be'. The other was full of Lush products, bath bombs, bubble bars, candles, that one had a card. She took the baskets and walked to the table.

"Alysia, you sound stressed beyond belief, so I would love you to use the bath basket, but I think you will study more instead. It is clear that you have found your path, believe in yourself, you inspire faith in all you meet. You are genuine and shine from within. Good Luck, I'm so excited to celebrate with you.

All my love, H."

Shit, he was so sweet, and she was so confused. She grabbed her keys and called to Maureen, "I'm heading to Harry's, I'll be home for drop off."

"No, you won't, or you shouldn't be, go give him an amazing thank you."

"Thanks, sister!" she kissed Maureen's cheek and ran out the door.

On the way there, she listened to her mix. He had covered every genre, Queen was heavily represented, and some of the songs, like Lmfao seemed to be on the playlist to make her smile. When she got to the 12th track and "Girl On Fire' played, she was near tears. How did he know? That song meant so much to her, it had her cool down track for the first year she taught classes. It inspired her to keep going after everything, Will....

Alysia buzzed herself and pulled up to the garage. She caught the door opening out of her periphery.

"Alysia, what are you doing here?" Harry queried as he walked to her.

She ran to him and jumped, he caught her as she wrapped herself around him and kissed him ardently. "You're too much, you didn't have to."

"I wanted to, want the best for you." Harry promised against her mouth.

"Take me to bed," She commanded. Alysia was so caught up in her feelings, she threw all her caution away with both hands.

Harry carried her to his bedroom and laid her on the bed climbing on top of her kissing her deeply on the lips before trailing his lips across her jaw and down to her neck, focusing on the cord of muscle that ran along the sides that never failed to set her off. She was mewling and flexing her hips against him in no time.

"Please Harry," she begged as he continued with his relaxed pace, unbuttoning her plaid as he worked his way down her chest, clicking open her bra and lavishing attention on her nipples until she was nearly crying. He pulled her body up and tossed the shirt and her bra over the side of the bed. Returning his hands to her body and popping the button on her shorts.

"Skin, wanna feel your skin," she whined as she pushed his shirt up and he pulled it off over his head. Laying his chest against her now naked body and kissing her on the mouth again.

"Watch me love you baby," he said before he trailed down her body and slipped his tongue inside her. Harry then kissed her clit like her mouth, tonguing it softly, maddeningly slow, stopping and starting for ages until she was begging for relief.

She watched him work between her legs for a few more seconds before her climax washed over her slow. It rolled for minutes and he licked her through it before returning to her mouth.

"You ready, love?"

"Hmm," she mewled as she felt him push in, that perfect moment of penetration and they exhaled into each other's mouths.

"feel so good, love," Harry whispered.

"You too, so snug baby. Love how you fill me up."

"Gonna fill you baby," he swore.

They rocked together and Alysia couldn't help but close her eyes while the colors blended before turning a blinding white shocking her back to the moment. She opened her eyes to Harry smiling at her.

"Good girl, give me a couple more, yeah?" Harry pleaded rolling onto his back bringing her body with his.

She staid upon his chest and continued to use her body to speak to him. "I love this, being with you. The songs, Harry, God...." She trailed off and lost herself again to the feel of his cock caressing her from the inside out, rubbing that hidden place he had found and used to pet her to an explosive orgasm before. "Right there, Harry, please, don't move." He pulled her chin up and slipped his tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers then locked eyes with her. Harry wrapped his right arm around her body and rocked her stronger at the same depth and pace.

"You ready love, can you come with me?" He asked.

"Yes, yes, please baby," She pled. Opening her eyes again to connect with him she felt the next orgasm take her. Keeping the eye contact until her head went soft on her neck as she rolled along the feeling.

Harry buried his head into her neck and groaned out his finish.

"better every time," he breathed.

Alysia pulled up and kissed him. He slipped out of her.

"let me get you a cloth, love." He said.

"What?" she asked, perplexed.

"For the mess, babe."

And that's when it hit her, he didn't stop to put on a condom.

"You didn't use protection, what the fuck, Harry?" she seethed.

"Love, wasn't really thinking, just wanted to feel you."

"Harry, I'm not on birth control, this is another thing we haven't talked about, fuck I need to go to the pharmacy," she stood up and started to dress hurriedly.

"Babe, lay down, I'll call someone. It's fine."

"No, babe," she shot back, "it is not. We cannot fuck without protection, we haven't talked about previous partners, or testing, or anything! You cannot be this stupid"

"Hey, that is uncalled for, not stupid, just trust you. And we didn't just fuck, this was more than that, didn't want to change the mood by stopping for a condom."

"Change the mood, what the hell, Harry!! You know what changes the mood, a baby. We aren't even together, Harry. You are moving so fast, which is stupid. You don't know me, I don't know you, we can't put ourselves in danger like this?" she tried to reason.

"What do you mean we are not together, we talk all the time, I'm not seeing any one else, only wanna be with you."

"That's nice Harry, but ever think about asking me my feelings?" She grilled.

"You don't have feelings for me, you're just using me, that it? Was this a thank you then for the gifts, payment?" He said heatedly.

"Fuck you," she fumed through her teeth, "How dare you!" as she pulled on her shirt, half buttoning it. She charged out of the room.

"Love, where are you going? Fuck, I didn't mean that!" Harry apologized.

"You fucking said it! I have to go to the pharmacy, do I need to make an appointment at a clinic?" she looked at him then, scared.

"No, I'm clean," he said sorrowfully, "Alysia, do you not have feelings for me? I'm confused, that felt like you did," He looked so sad.

"I do, course I do, but we are rushing everything Harry, we need to take a minute. I need a minute. We need to talk, we can't rush head long into this. It'll break one of us!" she said with authority.

"Ok, ok," he ran his hand through his hair. "You have me spinning, you're all I think about. I understand if you need some time, I have to go to London for a thing. I'll let you go." He looked down, then back up at her, "Can I wish you a proper good luck, please?"

"Yes," she stutter stepped to him and he enveloped her in a hug. "thank you for the baskets, and the playlist, Girl on Fire is my favorite song." She looked at him and couldn't help but kiss him.

He kissed her ardently, trying to say all the things he hadn't, should have. "I'm sorry about before, I thought you knew I was bare. I just didn't think, didn't want anything between us."

"Harry, we need to talk, that's what is between us, too many unsaid words. I'll call you?" she asked.

"Please, when you can talk."

Alysia nodded before walking to her car in a daze, went through the next day, including her emergency trip to the pharmacy, in the same way.

To top it off, Will had messaged her good luck, another huge distraction, she was going to fail if she could not focus.

When she got to her test, she had barely slept and felt like she had never studied. She tried to listen to her pump up cd, but it just made her miss Harry.

She walked out of her exam feeling defeated, and the feeling multiplied when she saw Will at the bottom of the stairs.

"What are you doing here?" she questioned.

"Wanted to see how you did, see if my extraordinary tutoring paid off." Will said.

Just like him, if she succeeded, it was to his credit, she teared up at that, "It went ok, I've had a hard couple days." She explained.

At that, he pulled her to him and her sobs bubbled up.

"I'm sure you did fine, you are a good student," he said, always cautious with his praise.

"Will, it has been months, why are you here now?"

"Another of my student's sat the test, and I just wanted to check on you, see how you were?" he wiped a tear then.

She wanted to believe he was being sweet, but she had learned to distrust his motives, she pulled back, and caught motion out of the corner of her eye. Flowers and a black clad figure turning away, Harry.

Alysia nearly called out to him, but pulled back at the last second, not wanting to draw attention to him. He was made a spectacle enough.

"Alysia, where are you going?" Will called out to her.

At that, Harry looked up, hurt evident on his face. He stopped and waited for her though.

"Hi," she breathed, "what are you doing here?" but she knew the answer, he was here for her.

"I wanted to see how you did, congratulate you," he confirmed, still not touching her.

"This is so dangerous for you, Harry, we are in public," she cautioned.

"Don't think anyone would think to look for me at UCLA love." He said bitterly.

At that moment, Will surged into their space. Extending his hand, "Hi Will Colton, Alysia's professor and tutor," nudging her shoulder familiarly.

Harry looked between them, pursing his lips, not missing Will's casual sense of ownership. "Harry, Alysia's friend," he said uncertainly before looking at her.

Alysia felt suspended between Will's arrogance and Harry's hurt. No one spoke for a moment.

"I wanted to check on my star student. I told her she should enter the Ph.D. program under me, but she was set on working in the industry for some reason" he said it fondly but condescendingly as he slung an arm over her shoulder.

Harry stiffened at that and focused on Alysia, "So I have a flight to catch, but I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye and giving you these."

He handed her the flowers and a small gift, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "I'll be seeing you, love," and he walked away.

"So, who was that?" Will asked with a hint of possession.

Alysia squared up to him "Why are you really here?"

"Wanted to check on you," he feigned nonchalance.

"Will!" The breathless girl called happily as she ran over and smiled at him happily.

Alysia scanned the girl, average height, fit build, button nose, huge smile, long brown hair, his student. He had a type.

"Bye Will," she said with finality, and turned to run after Harry, but he was gone.

Alysia felt lost. That couldn't be their goodbye, she didn't even know how long he'd be gone. She looked at the beautiful floral arrangement, Lillies, her favorite. He always knew, and in the bag, business cards. She sobbed, fuck, her was so supportive.

Her phone rang, "Maureen," she cried.

"Sis, what's wrong, did Harry find you?'

"Yeah, but Will found me first. Harry took off, Maureen...."

"Go, go after him," Maureen ordered, "if you do not go after him, you are such an idiot, do not let Will or my shit get in your way.

Alysia got in her car, she tried Harry over and over on the way to LAX, but he sent her to voicemail, finally shutting off his phone.

She left one last voicemail, "Harry, please,.....I love you."