I love Common Law! Wes mostly, but I love Travis too. Anyway, I just thought that it would be amazing to write this. Wes isn't very Wes-y I know, but I'm still getting the hang of his character. I own nothing. Enjoy!

"Hey, Wes," Zane said slowing his run.

"I want to try," I said quickly.

Zane gave me a confused look before jumping off of the treadmill. He slowly walked over to me and came to a stop. The two of us stared at each other for a few minutes.

"You want to give what a try?" Zane whispered a few inches from my face.

"Us," I said watching his lips, "I want to try dating you."

"Oh, thank God."

Zane's body slammed into mine as his lips took mine. Moaning softly I threaded my hands through his hair. It was amazing how there it felt like there was nothing between us.

Breaking the kiss to breathe I gave Zane a content smile as we pulled fully away from each other. Zane smiled back while panting softly before running a hand through his hair.

"I'm disgusting," Zane said with a life.

"I think you look amazing," I said softly, "Wow, I haven't done this in awhile."

"Don't worry. We'll start out slow. Want to go get dinner or are you going to work out?"

"I really shouldn't miss a work out."

"Okay. Let's work out."

"What?"

"Come on, Wes. Work those gluts."

Seeing a smile on Zane's lips I could tell that he was just messing with me. This was something I had missed. The playful flirting that I couldn't help smile at and feel like the other person cared.

Zane playfully pushed me before getting back on the treadmill. The two of us spent the next hour working out until I noticed that Zane was having a harder time breathing then normal.

"Guess I over did it," Zane said using a hand to grip his side, "Remind me not to try to keep up with you."

"How long had you been here before I came?" I asked worriedly.

"About half an hour."

"Next time take a break when you need to. Come on, I'm taking you to bed."

"I thought you didn't want me to exercise anymore?"

Seeing a slightly pained smirk on Zane's face I realized that he was just saying something to show that he was going to be fine. That didn't stop me from worrying though. How could I have forgotten he was hurt?

I wrapped an arm around his waist and slowly helped him up to his room after getting directions. It was on the opposite side of the building from mine, but, luckily, closer to the gym.

"Ignore the books," Zane said pain still in his voice.

Opening the hotel room door I saw that there was in fact books on almost every square foot of the room. It seemed like Zane either really loved books or lived in a library before coming here.

I navigated my way through the room until I was at the bed. Laying Zane down gently I noticed that the pain seemed to be getting worse and felt the control I had slipping away from me.

"Breathe," Zane said like he had heard my thoughts, "I just need to take some pain meds. They're in the bathroom on the sink."

Nodding my head I moved quickly into the bathroom and got the meds. Part of me knew that I was being a little insane, but I couldn't help but be worried and slightly blame myself.

"Wes," Zane said leaning against the doorway.

"You should be resting," I said walking closer to him.

"Shh. Listen to me. My parents were both doctors, so are all four my siblings. I spent everyday after school at the hospital they worked at. I was there so often that people actually started to call me doctor. Anyway, I know the human body. I can tell you right now that I just over did it. I'm not anymore hurt then I was before. Now, I'm going to take a pain pill, just one, and then we're going to order some dinner and just talk. Okay?"

"You're sure you're not in too much pain?"

"I'm sure. I promise to tell you next time if I over do things."

Zane offered his hand to me with a smile. Feeling a wave of peace wash over me I took his hand and let him lead me to his bed. As I got comfortable on the bed Zane took a pill and grabbed the room service menu.

"I'm going to miss this," Zane said with a sigh.

"Miss what?" I asked as he laid down.

"I'm looking for a house. Once I get that I know I'll have to start cooking for myself. I'm a horrid cook."

My heart dropped at that. I should have realized that he was going to move out of the hotel at some point, but I hadn't even thought about that. I guess I hadn't really thought about anything outside of wanting to be with him.

As Zane ordered some room service I found myself looking around his room. I knew that he was an art professor, but looking closely I saw that most of them were medical books.

There was so much I didn't know about him and so much I wanted to know. I truly couldn't wait to learn everything about him. I had only felt this was Alex before him.

Alex and Zane were just so different though. Alex was smart and sweet. She was a social person and loved to go to dinners and the 'parties' the law firm had every other weekend.

Zane, on the other hand, didn't seem as social. He was just as smart, maybe smarter in some places, and extremely sweet. With him it was like he wanted to just spend time together.

Room service came a few minutes later. Zane smiled happily at me before getting the food. As he carried the food to the bed I realized that he was the type of person that liked to take care of people.

All my life I took care of everyone. I was the one in control and I had to have that, but without thinking I gave that control away around Zane. He didn't act like it was a big deal. He just wanted to take care of me.

"What kind of house are you looking for?" I asked when he placed my food in front of me.

"I'm not sure yet," Zane said shrugging, "I know that I need a huge library. For obvious reasons. And I'd love to have a yard. Oh, and an attic, but yeah, that's all I know."

"I know some realtors. I ask them to call you if you'd like."

"Maybe after I do some more research. This is one of the few things I can't rush into. Which is saying something because I rush into basically everything. Maybe I'll just sketch out a house and build it myself."

"You have enough money for that?"

"I got a bit of a windfall when my Grandfather died. He was a doctor too."

"Is everyone in your family a doctor?"

"Besides myself if they weren't a doctor they were a nurse. I broke the mold. I was the youngest and all my life I had wanted to have a career in art. That's why I had to spend so much time at the hospital. It wasn't until I was graduating from college that they finally took me seriously."

Zane talked about his family for a few more minutes. He explained that though he was the youngest he was the one that took care of the house and everything else, minus cooking the food.

Once again the two of us spent the night talking. It was like we were back in high school and this was our first romance. No matter how much we talked and got to know each other I just wanted to know more.

What didn't make sense to me though was the fact that even though I hated to be out of control I wasn't leading the conversation. Hell, I wasn't really doing anything that I'd normally do.

What was it about Zane that made me just not care? It was like I wasn't in my head at all. I just wanted to be around him and that was all that mattered. Truthfully, I wasn't sure I liked that.

"Wes?" Zane said placing a hand on the side of my face, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I said reveling in the warmth of him, "Sorry, I got caught up in my thoughts."

"Don't worry about it. Do you want to talk about what you were thinking?"

"I'm used to being in control. At work, at home. Anywhere I go. I'm the Alpha and I know that I need that or I feel like I'm going to go insane. Except for when it comes to you. With you I just don't care. I don't think all that much or all that hard when you're around."

"I'm used to being in charge. I do it without thinking most of the time, but I'll tell you a little secret."

"What?"

"Whenever you want to be in charge. Just do it."

Smiling calmly I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his. Zane instantly started to kiss back, but, like he said, he was letting me be in complete control. As much as I loved the feeling I found I was just glad to have his lips on mine.

"Well," I said pulling back, "Since I'm in control I'm going to tell you that you have to spend the rest of the night resting and take it easy tomorrow."