A/n: Hey guys! I'd like to say thank you for all the wonderful reviews, and to please keep them coming. Before or even after you read this story, could you please check out another story I'm writing with Syfygeek13, if you haven't heard of her, GO CHECK HER OUT. It's a collaboration story, one chapter is written by her, and one chapter by me. ITS CHALEK. Okay, I'm done now read on! J

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Chloe would never get used to seeing Alek's bare torso. No matter how hard she tries to get showered and dressed before the blonde Mai she's been living with wakes up, it just seems to never work. Some way or another, his naked chest is exposed to her. Most times he has a towel wrapped around his waist thankfully covering his lower half.

And that's how she ended up, looking flustered, her cheeks strained red, and her nail polish tipped over, the midnight black leaking onto the plain white towel underneath her foot. Alek looked her up and down frowning at her joggers and t-shirt clad frame, before turning towards their shared dresser, and opening the first drawer- which he convinced her, that he should have since he's taller. She quickly snuck a glance at his well defined muscles, before clumsily picking up her nail polish and continuing to paint her right foots toenails.

"What are you doing?" Alek's said throwing a black t-shirt on the other half of the bed that Chloe wasn't sitting on. Chloe frowned at him, seeing as it was her bed, and not his. They had decided that they didn't need to keep up the husband and wife rouse in their home, at night. So Chloe had gotten "their room" and Alek slept in the spare. But Chloe being the ever paranoid girl that she was had made Alek put his clothing in her room, and body products in her washroom, just in case.

"Painting my toenails" Chloe answered, as Alek bent over clutching the towel in a fist, and opening the bottom drawer, quickly grabbing a pair of boxers, and throwing them once again on the other half of Chloe's bed. She heaved a sigh of relief that his undergarments did not end up on her head, like the last time.

"Why?" He asked her, straightening up once again, and starring at her with his head tilted.

"Because I can't really paint my fingernails, can I?" She said dropping the brush back into the nail polish, and screwing the lid on tight before flashing Alek her claws.

"I meant why do you need to now?" He asked annoyed.

"If you must know, I'm wearing open toed heels." She said chin raised high, Alek rolled her eyes at her before turning around again, and opening a drawer for his jeans. He stalked his way to the opposite side of the bed, and crouched down and opened the side table. He pulled out two sets of pass ports before dropping them on the bed. Chloe tuned on her bed, ready to hear is comment. Instead he smirked at her.

Chloe felt her inside turn, this really couldn't be good.

"I'm about to be fully naked-"

"Alek," Chloe groaned.

"In three"

"You can't be serious."

Chloe embarrassingly watched as his fist loosened on the towel.

"Two"

Chloe used her Mai speed to turn around just in time to hear him say three, and the sound of a wet towel hitting the dark hardwood floor beneath them, She waited patiently for the sound of his jeans being zipped him before turning around on the bed, arms crossed in front her, and a scowl present on her lips.

"Really?" She asked annoyed at his childish antics.

"Were married, you should be afraid to see your husbands-" He began.

"Its not as if they're going to make you get naked in front of me and see what my reaction is." She told him sliding carefully off the bed, making sure that she doesn't get any of the midnight black nail polish on her new white bed sheets.

"I already know what you reaction would be like." he said smirking, twisting on his wrist watch , "you'd blush just like your doing now-wait are you picturing it." Alek says staring at her, with his mouth wide open, amusement shining in his eyes.

"You're a dick." She tells him, bending over and putting the nail polish back in the drawer, before turning to her closet it and pulling out a black sleek lace dress, and a couple summer dresses for their little trip, and throwing it onto her bed.

"No, honey, I have one. Which you, probably regrettably, missed out on seeing." He told her, winking at her before leaving her bedroom.

Chloe groaned out loud, mad at herself for being so obvious. Alek was extremely good looking, everyone knew that. You'd have to be blind not to know it. But he threw her attraction to him, in her face all the time. Sure he had a nice face, a killer body, but it didn't mean he had to make her all flustered. All the time. She quickly banished all thoughts of Alek's face and body out of her mind, and quickly began packing.

Alek had told her last night that the Pride leader of Florida would like to meet up with them, when she heard the news that they would believing the state, she was first enthusiastic, she had never been anywhere. But than Alek had told her regrettably that this trip wasn't for entertainment, it was just to stop the curious questions of the Mai's, and to make them believe that she was indefinitely in love with Alek. Which meant that the few days that they would be in Florida, she would have to go on dates, do romantic things with Alek, pretend to be husband and wife, fool the Mai's into believing that they really were in love.

"Hurry up, the taxi is here!" Chloe heard Alek growl, from their living room.

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"Alek?" Chloe whispers moving her head from against the planes wall, and turns it to face Alek. His beautiful chocolate brown eyes were open, and staring back at her-bored.

"That's my name don't wear it out," he tells her absently, not even attempting at whispering. She watches as he shifts his gaze around, to stare at the rest of the people on the plane. His normal eyes quickly shifting to Mai slits, as she zooms in on the other passengers before his eyes flash back to normal.

"Oh wow," Chloe says her voice a bit higher, "people actually use that line?"

"What do you mean?" He says turning his gaze from the sleeping passengers, towards her.

"'That's my name don't wear it out'" She tells him, and watches as his gaze turns from confused to amused. A slight smirk sliding on his plump cherry red lips.

"No not everyone, just the extremely good looking like me." He replies, the smirk growing after she roles her eyes at him.

"Your too cocky," she tells him, shifting the uncomfortable plane seat.

"I have a right to be." He tells her smiling ruefully. Chloe turns her head away from his joyous smile, and looks to see if anyone has woken up from their loud talking. Luckily everyone is sleeping peacefully, and Chloe doesn't have to feel guilty about enjoying this conversation.

"Whatever floats your boat."

"Can you float on it with me?" He asks, a boyish smile on his lips. Chloe roles her eyes, but inspects his figure, something she hadn't done when she first called his name. His hair was messy, bed hair, but it looked as if he styled it that way, Chloe cursed all hot British boys and their ability to look so very sexy even after sleeping.

No she didn't just call Alek sexy.

"No."

Okay maybe she did.

"What was your question?" Alek asks as she began to turn her head away from him, and look at the sky which was turning purple, singling that sunrise was on its way. Her head snaps around, and she stares at him for a couple seconds trying to remember said question.

"Oh, can I borrow one of your shirts." She told him.

"You love the smell of me don't you?" He asks a smirk on his lips, one she decided never really left.

"Nope your smell is revolting," she says keeping her face as straight as she can.

"Oh darling, your really hurting me," he says, mimicking a southern accent. Chloe put her hand up to her lips to hide away her amusement, and keep the little giggle in.

"Can I or," she says waiting for him to answer her.

Chloe watches with a weird fascination as Alek stands up, and slowly begins to lift up his shirt, revealing the hard and toned muscles underneath his shirt. His torso as perfect as on an artist would sculpt. A body the Greek gods would envy. A body she had seen so many times, but every time ended up dry mouth, and flustered.

Her mind defiantly would boost his big ego.

"Seriously?" She said, instead of 'holy birds and bees, your hot' something that she found so true.

"What?" He asked, a smirk on those totally kissable lips-not that Chloe wanted to kiss them.

"Do you love getting naked or something?" She asked, as he threw her the shirt, and the musky smell of Alek hit her, and thank heavens it was dark because her face instantly got hot. The smell of Alek was something, she regrettably really enjoyed, it was wild and calm, like the smell of a pure man-one that washed him self daily- and the smell of fire wood.

"I actually do enjoy it, but probably not as much as you," he told. She watched as he kicked his jean clad legs out, and settled into the sit, his bare torso catching the light of the moon from the small window.

So darn distracting.

She blushed knowing that he knew about her reaction to his attractiveness, but also because his toned chest was mere centimetres away from her hand, and she wanted nothing more to reach out and touch his torso, feel the hard but smooth feel of his bare skin against hers.

Her mind kept running to the gutter today.

"You're a dick." She said turning her head away of Alek, and his perfect, god sent body.

"Chloe, honey you used that one already today." She could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Move your legs please," she wines standing up, clutching the t-shirt he had just stripped and gave to her.

"Just take off her shirt here, everyone's sleeping." He told her his eyes shinning with amusement, and another emotion Chloe didn't know what to name. She'd guess it was most likely lust, with his horny self.

"I'd rather not." She told him snidely.

"Fine," Alek sighs moving his leg, "Whatever you want princess."

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Chloe looked at herself in the mirror, her dress fit perfectly on her. The dress started off tight, a beautiful dark black lace crawled down from her neck, and shoulders to the start of her cleavage, and than changed to black soft fabric that became looser as it continued down the length of her body. Her hair was pulled up in a tight ponytail, her curls all perfected and golden, and light pearl earrings clipped on.

"Alek?" She called turning around, and looking for the British Mai, that loved to aggravate her.

"Yes," he called back, taking large steps towards her. He was in a midnight black suit, a white dress shirt under the jacket, and a black slick tie. He looked older, with his hair slicked back, and his genuine smile. He looked so very handsome.

"Could you please help me," she asked handing him her golden necklace, and old one that she had gotten for her mother. It was the hardest thing to put on, which is probably why she hardly wears it. But she had started to miss her mother the past week, after her wedding that had been 10 days ago, Chloe hadn't seen her mother. Hadn't spoken to her. Chloe never knew a life without her mom constantly nagging, and waking her up in the morning, feeding her, washing her clothes. It was all so strange.

Alek nodded his head, and took the delicate necklace from her feeble fingers. Chloe spun around and moved her pony tail from hanging in front of her neck, giving Alek space to clip on her necklace. Which he did, slowly. Sometimes his fingers would graze her neck, and Chloe wondered when that part of her body had become so sensitive. Each light touch, felt as if she was burning, and watching him be so gentle with her made her heart race.

As she let her hair drop, Alek rested his hand on her waist. His eyes staring into her mirror ones. A blush spread across her cheeks, at his scrunchinzing. It felt so intimate, but Chloe couldn't, didn't want to look away.

"You know we'd make beautiful babies." He told her whispering into her ear. A shiver ran down her spine, not because of the cold but because of how close his lips were to her bare skin.

"Is that your strange attempt at a compliment?" She asked turning her neck to face him. Wrong move. Her face and Alek's where only now a few millimetres away, their lips a breath away.

Than the hotels phone rang, and Alek, shoulder slummed, walked over to answer it. With a few choice replies, Alek hung up the phone and told her that the little meet up would be at a fancy resturant that he didn't care to remember the name.

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"Uniter," a women in a sea blue dress said coming close to Chloe and kissing her on the check, and motioning her to come sit down at their booth. Chloe slid in, happy that the both only held four people. Two on each side. Soon Alek slid in right beside her, wrapping his arm around her waist and planting a nice soft peck to the side of her neck.

"My husband, who helps me run the pride will be here soon." She tells them a tight smile on her lips, "It seems more than one of us are running late."

Chloe nodded her head, and gave her a fake smile back. Chloe and Alek were only a couple minutes late, but that seemed like Monica-Alek had clued her in on who they'd be meeting in the car- was to impatient to wait for Chloe. Monica stared at both Chloe and Alek for a minute, as if she was waiting for the invisible emotion of regret hit them.

"We're terribly sorry," Alek said squeezing Chloe's hip, as if he could feel her anger and her annoyance towards Monica.

"Its quite alright dear," she smiled a toothy smile. And Alek's charm strikes again. "My husband, Dean, is running late too isn't he." Chloe watched as Monica lifted her wrist up, showing of her gold wrist watch, and stared at intently as if it was going to tell her when he absent husband was coming.

Chloe watches with a frown, as Monica drops her hand onto her lap, and stares at Chloe, her eyes taking in everything.

"Its hard to tell if you guys are claimed to each other yet." Monica says her eyebrows reaching her hair line.

"We aren't." Alek tells her, which surprisingly is the truth.

"And why not?" Monica asks, looking towards Chloe. Chloe's back straightens, and Alek squeezes her hips. Chloe had no idea what being claimed meant, but from the look of Monica's face, it must have been important, or she would look like we had killed off her favourite character.

"My mom," Chloe blurts. Any big decision in her life, had always been backed up with the support of her mother. Marrying Alek, had been one thing that Chloe found her mother didn't really support her on, but Chloe knew without a doubt if she really loved Alek, that her mother would have been the one to push Alek on his knees.

"Pardon?" Monica asks the water of glass raised up to her dark pink lips.

"Monica," a man nearly yells from across the restaurant. Chloe loved him. All the costumers in the restaurant turned their heads the huffy man, that was half walking half running towards the booth they where sitting in.

"Dean," Monica says her lips in tight unpleasant looking smile. "This is the Uniter, and her husband Alek."

"I'm awfully sorry for being so late, please forgive me." He says to both Chloe and Alek before bowing and reaching past Alek's strained body. Once he has hold of Chloe's creamy white hand, he kisses it gently. She blushes a bright shade of pink, and places her hand back to her side.

"It's alright," Alek says his voice louder, and deeper. Chloe felt his hand on her hip tighten, and start to become uncomfortable. Once everyone is settled, and the waiter had taken their order-Chloe had just got what Alek did. Monica seemed to jump right back on track.

"You were saying you haven't claimed because of your mother, why is that?"

"She still doesn't fully grasp the Mai world, and wants us to wait a little longer." Alek explains quickly trying to help Chloe out. Chloe relaxes into Alek's hold approximately , and she feels his grip loosen, and instead his fingers lightly draw small circles on to the side of her hip.

"Why she doesn't believe you two are in love?" Monica asks her eyes squinted, as if she was inspecting something. Dean just continues to chew his salad slowly, his eyes darting back between his wife, and Chloe and Alek.

"She's human she doesn't understand." Chloe said, a fake smile on her lips.

When in doubt, diss the humans.

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"What is being Claimed mean?" Chloe asks watching Alek slip in the key to their hotel room, and turn the knob to open it.

"It's just a way of claiming your mate." Alek sighs, stepping into their hotel. Chloe roles her shoulders back, and watches as Alek loosens his black tie. Tonight wasn't all that relaxing, not that she thought it would be. Monica, had been very pushy, and Chloe found her self stuttering more than usual. Dean was pleasant, and many times during their evening had he told Monica to slow down, or stop her from being to pushy. All night Chloe had been on edge, making sure she didn't say anything that would make them think that otherwise of Chloe and Alek's relationship.

"And how do you do that?" Chloe asked closing the door and clicking on the lock. She tiredly pulled off her red heels, and placed them beside the door. Walking on the heels of her feet Chloe moved towards the bedroom the were going to have to share. Alek in the car had already told her that there obviously was only going to be one bed in their hotel room. He had told her that no way in hell would he be sleeping on the couch if there was a perfectly good bed in the next room, that could hold up both there bodies. She had put up a fight saying that she was not sharing a bed with him, and he had told her she was welcome to sleep on the couch.

Nevertheless Alek got his way, and Chloe lips held a sad pout.

"A bite," he told her unbuttoning his dress shirt. "Oh and I sleep naked."

Chloe ignored the last comment knowing full well that he slept in joggers. She walked towards her suit case that had been placed on the floor before hand. She went on her knees, unzipped the suit case and took out some fleece shorts and a cotton t-shirt.

She'd have to sleep in her bra tonight.

"What's so important about a damn bite," Chloe asks keeping her back to Alek, once she hears the impecle sound of a zipper moving. She wait's a couple seconds till the sound of Alek wrestling out of his pants, is done, and turns around hands on her hips.

"One sided bites can be easily erased, but a two sided bite is almost impossible to get off." He told her picking up his discarded clothes and throwing them into a pile near their suitcase.

Chloe folded her pajama's in a neat pile, before turning back to Alek, and idea in mind.

"Than bite me, or I could bite you." She told him a rueful smile on her lips, Alek shook his head at her.

"I'd have to bite you, because it only matters that you, the uniter are claimed, not me." He told her running a hand threw his hair. Chloe shrugged her shoulders at him.

"So bite me," she told him moving away from her neat pile of sleep wear, still in her dress, and up towards Alek. A hair's breath away.

"I can't." He told her, taking a step back, his iris blown out, and thin ring of gold shown.

"I know, I'm sorry that you've been pulled into this. I really am, but I don't want to leave this pride, or my home." She tells him nearly in tears.

"It's not that." He sighs, she watches with a strange sense of fascination as he chews his bottom lip.

"That what is it?" She almost growls. This could help win over the Mai's, could seal her fate. Instead of pretending for years, it could be their goal set; 4 months. But it seemed lately that no Mai believed the darn Uniter, she had still been getting mail, invitations to join, or visit.

"If I claim you than we're going to have a little problem."

"Like?" She asked confused. Being 'claimed' from her understanding made it that no one would try to spilt you and your mate up, that you where his, and he was yours.

"One sided claims can make you very aggressive and possessive towards the person. A girl, hey even if a male looks my way, you'll instantly get angry."

"That's it?" She asks confused as to what the big problem is. She could handle it.

"Yeah pretty much."

"So than-" She began.

"Your already attracted to me, but it would make you act on it. Make you do things your body wants, and not what your mind does." He tells her truthfully, and to her surprise not a smirk present.

"Alek I know your good looking," she sighs.

"Thank you." He says and there's the smirk.

"So not the point," she tells him batting him on the arm, "I just want this marriage to seem real."

"Do you really want to feel the need to jump me every time a girl comes around, and looks at me up and down. Let's face it, girls love me." He tells her playing with his joggers strings.

"Fine," Chloe sighs moving towards the washroom, feeling deflated. She just wanted them to believe her.

"Good," she hears him call out. Chloe grumbles and changes quickly. She stalks back into the washroom, where Alek is still standing in the same spot she left him.

"I really do sleep naked," he tells her, as she walks to her side of the bed.

"Shut up."

A/n: Hope you guys liked it! Tell me in the reviews if you want something, a certain scene or whatever. I have an outline but the stories looking pretty short and I'd love for some help! Thanks for the reviews, and I hope you guys continue to support me! J