Addison pushed Mark against the wall, kissing him with every emotion she held. Mark could feel them too: Anger, passion, longing, desperation and vulnerability.

It's wrong, nagged a little part of his brain.

It's just sex. And since when did you care about right and wrong anyway? Replied the selfish side of him. But he knew it wasn't just sex—it was with Addison for crying out loud. The woman he loved.

She's vulnerable, stop it. It took every ounce of willpower and strength in his body to pull away.

"What's wrong," she breathed, her eyes scrutinizing him.

"Nothing. It's just……not right. We can't do this," he answered, averting her gaze.

"What?"she demanded. "You? Can't do this? You're Mark!"

"I can't do it." Addie saw how much it was killing him to say those words and mean it. Now the only person who'd sleep with her wouldn't.

"This might sound weird, coming from me," he continued, looking quite guilty and shy. Then he gazed into her eyes lovingly. "But if sex is all I'll ever have with you, if that's how far we can get…..then I don't want it. I want you. And I want everything with you. Talking, laughing, dinners—the real thing, Addie."

She stared at him, her mouth agape. She was too shocked to even notice tears welling up in her own eyes. He. Wanted. her. "Mark—I um…….."

Mark lowered his head, nodding slightly to indicate that he understood. Understood that she probably didn't feel the same way.

Addison shook her head slowly. "No—you don't understand…..I mean you said you slept with someone!"

"I lied," he told her quietly. "I lied. I saw you with Karev that day, Addison. I haven't slept with anyone at all."

She bit her lip and furrowed her brow. So he let her go. He didn't know that he wasn't the only one nursing a broken heart—she was too. Karev was just a huge mistake, that was all. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I just wanted a chance to prove how much I wanted and cared for you."

Her features softened at the sweetness and sincerity of his words. "But then why'd you lie?"

He locked eyes with her, offering her a weak and faint smile. "Because I love you."

But this had the opposite effect on her that he had expected. "Then you should've fought for me, Mark," she said in a harsher and bitter tone. "If you truly did, you should've fought for me."

"Why should I when you didn't even stick out for 60 days?" he retorted. He didn't mean his words at all.

She ignored that. "I wanted you to fight for me!"

"You don't even want me, Addison. So why should I anymore? I'm always chasing you and you constantly reject me and push me out!"

They kept quiet for seemingly endless moments before Addison finally said," You're right, Mark. This isn't right. And it will never be. We're just not meant to be."

Her words pierced at his heart but he didn't want to let her see how much she hurt him. "You're right. I should go then." He made the motion of collecting his stuff, not even looking at her hurt and desperate expression.

"Fine." She went in the bathroom, as if she didn't care at all when she truly did. She shut the door, let her tears fall until she heard a door bang. Mark had left.

Okay, so tell me what you think should happen next. I already have an idea but suggestions—AND REVIEWS!!!—help out a lot. I'm begging you good Maddison fans to please review and tell me what you think. I don't car if you have to tell me it sucks. Just review. Bye!