A/N: Wow, no other fan-base I've written for has ever reviewed this quickly or this much! Thanks so much for your reviews everyone, I enjoy reading them and enjoy sharing the same love for Will and Alicia that you all do…

I'd like to know all of your preferences: obviously I wrote this to people who like sex, because I like sex. I like Will and Alicia's relationship as a passionate one, but obviously it can't continue like this forever. Are all of you reading this because you want sex, or because you want the love between them to grow? I will change my plot accordingly. Let me know—I'm happy to write either because at this point in the show I have no idea which way it will go!

CHAPTER 3

Will puts his arm around Alicia, and she sighs into him. She can feel him smiling into her ear, and it sends shivers up her spine. She wants to stay strong, but at this point she feels she is beyond maintaining her uncaring façade. Talking is difficult. All she wants to do is tell him she loves him and let him wrap his arms around her forever.

"We were tired of being pushed around," she says. "Cary is young. He's ambitious. His ambition is contagious, and it seemed like a good time."

"When were you planning on leaving?"

Alicia relaxes at the tone of his voice. The anger is subsiding. It's still there, but the edge has left it. She no longer fears that he will punch a wall or throw something across the room at her. "We were planning on leaving only a week after you found out."

"Why then?"

"I couldn't keep it from you. With every interaction it got harder. I thought it would be easy enough, but it wasn't. It was awful."

Will's mouth is on her ear, tracing it with his tongue. Alicia shudders, drawing herself closer to him. "If you don't stop I won't be able to keep talking."

He pauses and whispers, "It hurts to hear you talk about it."

Alicia's hand finds his knee. "It hurts me to say it."

Will's lips find hers again, and he wraps his arms around her. The embrace is much warmer than what they've shared so far. Finally he is accepting her, showing just a little bit that he needs her. His kisses are warm and almost forgiving. Almost.

Alicia moans into him, wrapping her arms around his neck. The world fades around her. The couch seems to swallow them as he lowers her onto it.

"We have to keep talking," he murmurs between kisses.

"I know."

She loves the way his mouth totally covers hers. His size intimidates and thrills her. Everything about him is powerful, strong, but somehow—he needs her too. She can sense it, for the first time.

He drags himself off of her, and she sighs a little too loudly. He doesn't acknowledge it.

"How did you decide which clients to take with you?" he asks, not looking at her. She sits up, preparing to answer.

END OF CHAPTER

I know I know, so short. But I need everyone's input before I continue. So let me know what you choose—love or sex. ;)