"Alex, why don't you stay here for the night? It's the least I can do." Courteney's assistant, Alex was at her place that day as she helped her with some errands. Alex refused, not wanting to bother Courteney anymore. She knew that Courteney valued her time alone.

She was settling in for bed after Alex left when someone knocked on the door.

"Surprise!" He jumped inside her room, and as she stepped back in a jolt, he kicked the door closed.

"Matty? What are you doing here?", Courteney told him, a little surprised. They haven't seen each other in a month.

The smug smile in Matthew's face evaporated. He became aware of the woman in front of him. Courteney's wearing a slightly revealing lingerie. She was wearing a robe on top of the attire but he still could see what was under the robe. He swallowed hard. It was his fault he visited her late at night.

"Matty!" Courteney shouted as she hugged her friend. "When did you arrive?" she unconsciously shook Matthew while being obviously giddy. He missed the man after all. After their taping in London, Matthew stayed for another month. They were in between seasons so he figured he might as well take a vacation.

Matthew on the other hand, couldn't move. He was just standing there like a fig.

"Hey! Are you alright? Still jetlagged?", She tapped his shoulder, still not letting go of her arms wrapped around his.

"I missed you so, so much", Matthew hugged her tighter.

"Really?" She said teasingly. "You missed me?" She made that cheeky smile that would always give Matthew's stomach butterflies.

"Of course I miss you" He subconsciously put both his hands on Courteney's waist. With the lower part of their bodies inching closer and closer, he smiled uncertainly. "Why? Didn't you miss me?" There was a slight concern in Matthew's voice.

Courteney thought for a moment. Then she pinched his face and smiled naughtily, catching him off-guard. "Isn't it obvious? How could I not miss my favorite person who by the way I haven't seen in…" She paused. "…More than one month. That long? And you didn't call?" Then she pouted and transferred her hands from Matthew's shoulders to his neck.

Matthew laughed with amusement, pulled Courteney towards him and whispered in her ear. "I didn't know you wear these things to bed."

Courteney turned red to the roots of her hair and pushed Matthew.

"Well, my pyjamas are in the laundry." She simply replied, yet her cheeks were still obviously flushed.

Matthew reached out to her, pulling her closer to him. They haven't seen each other for more than a month and the urge to hold her close this time was too much to bear, he can't even fight it. He has to keep her close. They have known each other for years now, and they were inseparable. They remained the way they are, yet he knows that there can be more to this, something better…

"I'm just surprised that after a month, you're wearing these kinds of things." He whispered again as his face moved closer to hers.

Courteney frowned. "Why are we whispering?"

"Because we might wake Alex up.", he whispered again and move a little closer to her.

Courteney couldn't control her laughter and it was now Matthew's turn to frown. She hit her shoulder playfully.

"How long have you been here?" She said slightly amused. "Alex left. I offered her to stay for the night but she didn't want to."

Matthew scrunched his forehead.

"So you're alone and you just open your door...wearing only that" Matthew told her in a serious tone. He was slightly annoyed, being a little overprotective of her.

"Hey. Hey." Courteney held his face. This was a very good night and ruining it like this was not an option. Although she missed their bantering, she knew that it could wait some other days but not tonight. She really missed him so much. "Security's pretty tight here. No one knows that I was alone. Plus I was really expecting it to be Alex because she left some of her things." When she noticed that the expression on his face still hasn't changed, she pouted again. "Please don't get mad at me." She put on her little sad puppy face, which she knows he couldn't resist.

"Oh. Stop doing that!" He smiled and pulled her to an embrace. He hugged her tight, so tight that Courteney may have died of suffocation or fractured ribs, but he didn't care. He wanted her close.

"Matthew… Matthew..."She whispered. "You're suffocating me", she chuckled a little.

"Sorry. Sorry." And he let her go. Still, their bodies a few inches apart. He smiled at her. She smiled back.

Then, he didn't know why, but he was drowning in her smile. He looked into her eyes then back to her lips again.

"Just one kiss…one peck on her lips. Just this one time that I will not think of reasons."

He allowed his thought to consume him. He kissed her on her lips. She was surprised; her eyes grew wider. She was stunned. The man of reason seemed out of control.

But contrary to what he planned earlier, it was not just a peck on her lips. He wanted Matthew to respond and while she was not responding, he kept on kissing her.

Courteney then closed her eyes and was now willing to succumb to just this moment, just this time where no one or nothing else matters but Matthew.

She was now answering his kisses and as if was the only thing he was waiting, he tasted her lips with his tongue. And the slightest feathering of his tongue gained him access to her mouth as she moaned in surrender. He tasted her thoroughly.

Matthew pushed himself to Courteney. He wanted her to be aware of how aroused he has been because of her. He heard Courteney moan and it sounded like music to his ears.

He's not sure if it were he who stepped back to the door or was it her that pushed him to the door. Right now he was only aware of his back against the door and the woman in front of him. He was insatiable. He's not sure what he wanted. He kissed her lips, her jaw, her neck but he keeps on coming back to her lips.

He wanted more. More than this. He turned. Courteney's back was now on the door. He lifted his mouth away from her. He chuckled when he heard her protest. He looked into her eyes then took off the robe she was wearing. He couldn't control his gasp. All along he's right. She's not wearing a bra. He touched her cleavage and he's not taking his eyes off her. He wanted to see the impact of what he was doing on her. He caressed the peak of her breast very lightly and she moaned in delight. That sound changed everything! He tongue-kissed her again and lifted her left hips as he pushed himself to her. They both moaned. Funny it may seem but both of them were still dressed. It's just that the intensity of where it might lead them clouded his mind. He massaged her thigh as his searching hand reached her panties. He watched her expression as he slowly took her panties off. He wanted to be sure that she wanted this as much as he did.

"Matty…"

"Hmmmmmm", he didn't want to talk. Now that he had her panties in the middle of her thigh.

"Matty…"

"Hmmmmm.", he brushed the hands that was shaking him.

"Matty…" The determination on the voice stopped him from what he was doing.

"Huh", he looked around. He's in the airplane going to Los Angeles and it is 300,000 feet above the ground. He shook his head to take off the cloud of desire. Well, he couldn't hide the throb in his groin.

"You're moaning, man" It's Matt sitting beside him. "I think you're having a nightmare", concern was all over his handsome face.

"Yeah", he answered sarcastically. "It's a good thing you woke me up. I could have died…"

"…of pleasure" He wanted to add but he didn't.

"…of said nightmare" He finished, feeling a little guilty because of the man's genuine concern. Is it his fault that his dream was cut short because he was moaning? He had to go to the bathroom. "I'll just go to the lavatory, man" He told Matt.

He washed his face to get rid of the warmth building up in his body. Afterwards, he spent a good amount of time just staring blankly at the mirror. Anyone who knew him would know that he's embarrassed to cause the long line outside the restroom.

When he got back to his seat, he found Courteney sitting on Matt's previous seat.

"Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey" Courteney pushed him lightly. "What are you thinking about?"

Matthew looked at her. He seemed like he was memorizing every line on her face.

"Are you okay? Matt told me you were having nightmares?" She asked with growing concern.

Matthew put an arm over her then looked at the mountains, the grass and the fields, at full view from the plane window. Courteney was confused at first but she then joined in and put her head on his shoulder.

He kissed the top her head and hugged her tighter. "I can't believe our trip to London is over. I had one of the best times of my life."

"I enjoyed it too. How convenient it is that we had to go because of work?" She replied.

"Very. Hey, what are your plans for the break?" He asked.

"I don't know, maybe I'll visit my parents."

"Umm, okay. I'm gonna miss you, Court." He replied with a smile.

"Oh come on Matty, it's just a couple of weeks. We can still see each other in between."

"I'll call you then."

"Okay. I'll go back to my seat now. Are you sure you're alright?" She ended with a peck on his cheek.

"Sure." He felt himself blush.

Matt then went back to his seat.

"Are you sure you're okay now?" Matt asked.

"Yup. Don't worry about me. I'll try to go back to sleep."

"And into my dream", he told himself. It was an interesting flight for sure.