Okay Okay, this is the last time I am writing this, I only own Aisling and Annette, and Aiden, everyone else has been successfully copyrighted my their true owner

Chapter 2

Looking in the mirror as she danced on the pole, Aisling began to slowly relax, as stiff tense muscles unwound in her shoulders and arms, Her hair came out of the bun and laid over her shoulder, going down her bikini top and then nearly touching the floor as she flipped upside down to test her abdominals as Sesshomaru came down the steps. The music was lively and upbeat, and loud enough that she did not hear him come down, though he was wearing a pair of white and blue Nike jogging shoes. After a few more seconds of spinning, she set herself up right and looked at him through the mirror, abruptly stopping her dancing.

"What are you doing down here" She said and pushed a button on the stereo she had since she was twelve, turning the music to mute and looked at his blank face, devoid of any expression. In fact his golden eyes were the only thing to show any emotion, and the hungry look he gave her sent a shiver down her spine.

"I was going to take a break, but you just gave me an idea for my book" He said and headed back up the stairs, with her right on his heels, before tackling him to the floor in the kitchen.

"Put that in your book and I will not hesitate to hurt you" She said as she landed on top of him, his chest softening her fall and she looked right into his eyes as his arms wrapped around her to shield from the fall, and when the shelf holding spices fell off the wall he rolled over so he was on top of her as they fell, shielding her body from harm.

"Are you hurt" he asked as he looked down, seeing her eyes clenched shut, her heart was racing and her breath was shallow.

"Too close" She whispered and tried to calm herself down, but she could feel exactly what he was writing about and he knew it. He did a half push up and gave her a little room, but not enough for her not to know exactly how parts of him felt about a little body underneath him."Off Now" She ordered but his face came closer to hers and she blushed.

"Perfect reaction, perfect features, god you're just like her" He said and she looked confused.

"There is no way I look like Kagura" She said and his features went hard

"Not my ex-wife, one of my characters, Leah" he said in a husky whisper and she shuddered under him.

"Leah Reynolds? You're writing another with her" She asked and he nodded.

"How did you know her name" He asked and she giggled as he rose up so that he was on his knees.

"Obviously you haven't seen my library all that well" She said and sat up, but when she did, her face was level with his chest, and she really needed to change out of her bathing suit before…

"Hold on" Sesshomaru whispered as he stood and held his hand out to Aisling, who for once allowed someone to help her up, and she brushed an imaginary piece of dust off of herself.

"Thanks" she said before turning around and walking up the stairs and to the left, opening a door and walking into her own room. Not knowing that he had followed her, she let the straps to her top down and pulled out a red demi bra from her drawer, she never noticed him come up behind her until she turned around and gazed directly into his amber eyes.

"Shh" He whispered and cupped her chin in his hand. "Would you help me get back my inspiration?"

"How" she whispered back, why they were whispering, she didn't know seeing how no one lived around for miles.

"Simple, I act as my character, and you as Leah, and see where it goes." He said and she relaxed against his touch.

"One condition, you do the same for me" She said and looked down.

"Deal" he replied but the doorbell suddenly rang causing her to jump and her top to come all the way off. It rang again and she threw on a t-shirt that was sitting on her bed and jogged down the stairs, tripped and nearly fell down them before reaching the door.

Looking out the stained glass window she saw a face of whom she did not want to see. 'What now?' She thought to herself as she slowly opened the door to the Adonis who stood outside. Aiden.

"Yes" She said quietly as she placed her shields up, the tall dark haired man stood staring her down before finally pulling a bouquet of pink roses out. Her least favorite flower and he should have known that.

"Aisling, please" He pleaded and she sighed. Aiden had come all the way out here from town, and he did at least try to make a good impression, but he did cheat on her with some Japanese singer.

"Aiden I can't" She said quietly as Sesshomaru heard the conversation.

"Ais, I promise to never cheat again, it just happened, I don't know what came over me, but I should have been here with you. Why can't you, got a new boyfriend already?" He said his voice seething with jealousy and she sighed, not knowing what to say.

"You should've said no Aiden" Aisling said as he stared into her eyes, the emerald green pools that used to stare in loving adoration at him, but saw only fury. Aisling jumped a little when a hand on her shoulder caused her to turn.

"Something wrong love" Sesshomaru asked behind her, his long silver hair swaying from his quick glide down the stairs, she looked up at him in a look of utter confusion and he placed a chaste kiss to her forehead.

"Akhem, and who might you be" Aiden asked, anger showed as his eyebrows knit together his hand gripping the door frame hard enough to turn his knuckle white.

"I am Sesshomaru Taisho, I work for her mother and how may I help you, or were you done" He asked in a cold stoic voice and Aiden turned slowly.

"I was just leaving. Think about it Ais" he said and Sesshomaru slammed the door in his face.

"You didn't have to do that" Aisling said as she turned to face him, fire burning in her eyes.

"Why yes I did" He said and grasped both of her wrists in his left hand and held them above her head."Now will you finish a scene for me?" He asked and lifted her gently though the way he grasped her hands would have anyone watching gasping in pain.

"Now, no" She said and he wrapped his fingers in her hair.

"Why not Aisling, you can feel exactly what I want and I know you want it too" He said in a growl.

"Unlike my mother, I make a point not to sleep with clients" She said and kicked him in the shin, bringing him down and her on top.

"Well you look like you should" he said voice filled with malice. Okay so he was trying to get inside her head, annoy her into telling her mother to send him back. Well it was not going to work like that, for like her father she had both a temper, and a stubborn tenacity that would be likely to get her killed someday.

"Just because I look it doesn't mean I will" She replied, her accent coming out from her time with her dad in Didymos. Yes she had a small bit of Greek in her, along with gypsy blood, which was the center of her empathy issues. She leaned down and smelled his scent, power, destruction, and confidence were what he gave off as he walked, or at least what he showed in his attitude, but his scent was that of something more feral. "Sorry but unlike your wife I am not a slut" She spat out and laughed. If he wanted games, he would have games.

"Oh really now" He said as he rolled over, trapping her beneath him, and a look of panic graced her frigid features. He leaned over nuzzling the hair by her right ear as his left hand climbed up the inside of her thigh and she held back a groan, instead giving out a slight sigh. "I think you are much different than her, I think you actually would enjoy it" he whispered huskily in her ear before the dog came in and sat on him.

"Good Girl precious" Aisling said as she was able to take that seconds surprise and use it to knee him in the groin and escape. Standing up she looked down at his injured figure, sighing as she walked into the kitchen and got him an ice pack from the black freezer. She loved her house, having designed it herself and the kitchen was a beautiful mix of black appliances and red cherry paneling with a dark blue paint. Okay so most of her rooms were dark colors, but the darkness helped when she got migraines from her empathy. "You might want this" she said and threw it at him with the strength of a softball player, hitting him where it hurt most.

"Bitch" He groaned out through clenched teeth.

"And you know it" She replied and bounded up the stairs to her computer.