Hey guys! I got a chance to re-read this chap to see where I left it, and I noticed a lot of mistakes mainly grammar and a few missing letters. So I have updated it. Sorry.

Gabriel Vaughn, the US's top cyber agent, implanted with a top of the line computer chip, trained in several combat techniques and skilled with a firearm, was running away.

He was currently walking up to the door to, Riley Neal's apartment. She had been one of the best secret service agents of her age. However, currently she was assigned to protect Gabriel no matter what, much to his annoyance at times.

He checked his watch as he approached the door. It was currently eleven o'clock at night on a Friday evening. They didn't have work tomorrow, so he doubted she would be sleeping, but it was still late. Even though they have the weekends off they sometimes get called in.

He was about to turn around when he remembered why he was here in the first place. Gabriel loved his mother dearly, and when he burnt her kitchen he didn't hesitate to offer her his home for a time. It has now been a week; the woman is driving him mad.

It's been nice having someone there when he gets home at the end of a stressful day, but she has been bugging him consistently about his involvement or lack of involvement with Riley. Gabriel sighed, its not that he didn't find Riley beautiful. In fact, she was the sexist woman he had seen since his wife. It was just complicated; his mother didn't understand that.

He knocked on her door and waited. If she didn't answer in two minutes he would go, he said to himself as he waited.

Riley looked up from the sofa in surprise. She hadn't been expecting anybody. She quickly made her way to the door and looked through the spy hole. She saw Gabriel and stood back confused. 'Why is here so late?' she thought.

She quickly opened the door and raised her eyebrow at him. "Gabriel? Is everything ok?" she asked whilst moving aside for him to enter. Gabriel smiled as he took in her appearance. She was wearing a dark tank top with what looked like men's pyjama pants. 'Wait a minute, are those my pyjama pants?' he thought, he shook his head 'best not think about it'.

"No, nothing's wrong. I just need a break from my mother" he said as he stripped of his jacket. Riley smirked at him "What's the matter Gabriel? Mommy not cutting up your food for you?". He glared at her taunt, which only widened her smirk.

He plopped down on the sofa, as she retrieved two beers. One for him and one for her. She passed his drink to him as she sat next to him. He had his head leant back and his eyes closed.

She raked her eyes over his chest. She had only seen it bare a couple of times, but it was enough to get her pulse racing. Riley wouldn't admit it out load or to anyone, but Gabriel was a good-looking guy. He had that southern charm smile, with a body that did all kinds of things to her insides.

When she was alone at night in her bed or even at times in the shower, she would picture him next to her, touching her in so many sinful ways.

Riley quickly looked down at her beer and shook her head of those thoughts. They wouldn't help her right now.

He took a deep breath and sighed before opening them beautiful eyes and looked at her. She was staring intently at her beer.

"Everything ok?" he asked. She looked up in surprise before her mask fell back into place. "You are the one running away from your own mother, and you ask if I'm ok" she laughed.

Gabriel laughed "I love my mother, but it's been a week and she keeps pestering me about you, or rather us to be exact". Riley's breath hitched a bit "us?" she asked shakily.

"Yeah, she wants to know how long we've been dating" he explained with a chuckle as he leant his head back again. Riley swallowed hard. "She won't listen to me when I say we're just partners. She is obsessed! I just needed a little break from all the questions".

Riley chuckled at him, mostly to hide her nerves but mainly at him. He raised an eyebrow at her. Her chuckle turned into a small laugh at his expression. "Are you mocking me?" he asked.

Riley shook her head as her laughter continued to increase. She could picture in her mind what it would look like as Ms Vaughn quizzed her son.

He sat up, placed his beer on the table before taking Riley's from her and placing it next to his. Before she could ask what, he was doing, he was leaning over her tickling her.

She was laughing so hard now it was becoming hard to breath. He continued his assault on her, not giving her a chance to escape. She was now laid flat on the sofa with Gabriel knelt above her. She tried, unsuccessfully, to get him to stop.

There was a small gap in between her sofa and the coffee table, so she hooked her leg around his and gripped his waist and threw all her weight against him. Gabriel had no time to react. Before he knew what was happening he was on the floor with a breathless Riley straddling his waist.

She placed her hands on his chest as she fought to get her breath back. All he could do was stare up at the beautiful woman on top of him. Like he said before Riley was a beautiful, and damn right sexy woman. He wouldn't admit to having fantasies about her in this very position. Only in his fantasies they were naked.

He could feel himself starting to get aroused. She was sat in the perfect place to feel his semi erection, if she lowered herself a little she would feel it. The gods must not have been on his side, Riley lifted her hands of his chest to sit up straighter. Which caused her to lower her middle section closer to his.

Riley stilled on top of him. She could feel something growing underneath her. She looked quickly into Gabriel's eyes. There was no mistaking what she could feel. "Gabriel?" she asked breathlessly. He tried to think of a good reason as to why he was getting hard underneath her, but he couldn't. It wasn't something he could ignore either.

Riley could see a little bit of desire in Gabriel's eyes. He still hadn't answered her. Riley could pretend she imagined feeling his erection and seeing the desire in his eyes. She could easily stand up and just walk away. Something was stopping her from doing that, was this real? Is this one of my fantasies? She decided to test it.

She moved as if she were about to get off him. She definitely felt it then. Even more so as his hands came up to her hips to stop her moving. His eyes were closed and he was breathing deeply.

His grip on her hips felt great. Even though his hands weren't touching her skin, she felt like she was on fire.

Biting her lip, she took his hands in hers and lifted them off her hips. She laced her fingers through his as her hips slowly started moving. His eyes snapped open. Riley was breathing deep with her eyes closed as she slowly rocked her hips.

'This has to be a dream' he thought. Gabriel never dreamed that Riley would want him, just as much as he wanted her.

Gabriel could hear small moans coming from her. She had released his hands to rest them on his chest again. Her eyes were still closed. Gabriel sat up quickly wrapping his arms around her waist.

Riley gasped in surprise as she felt his heat crushed against her chest. She opened her eyes to find his very close to hers.

Their mouths were inches away from each other's, but neither moved. They stared at each other for a long time before Riley decided to bite the bullet and make the first move.

She crashed her lips on his in a heated battle. He reciprocated her passion with his own, both fighting for dominance.

When the need for air broke them apart, Gabriel started to kiss down her neck. Riley moaned at the new sensation. Gabriel's hands moved underneath her tank top to touch the skin that had been plaguing him.

Riley gasped at the feel of his skin on hers. 'This is so wrong, but so good' she thought to herself. Gabriel started to slowly raise her tank top up.

"Wait!" Riley said as she leaned back to breath. Gabriel stilled unsure of what to do.

Will Riley follow what she is feeling and continue or will she let her head take control and stop things before they get too carried away.