Stay

"Stay…." His voice was groggy. He had his arms embraced around Alicia, he didn't want to let go. The feeling she had being in his arms made her feel safe, protected. He smelled musky and masculine. He smelled like a man. Alicia didn't want to leave, but she needed to. She would forever want to remain in his arms, to feel like this for an eternity. To have the afterglow of amazing sex the night before forever. Infinitely she was floating on air. In cloud nine. His sheets were delicate and of an off white color…

"I can see you…" He teased her; wanted, no needed her again. Alicia blushed; she covered up out of impulse. She quickly saw the disappointment in his eyes. She knew she had him hooked.

Last night was fantastic. He needed to have her again. Under him, over him…. in his arms. To smell her, to touch her, to hold her. The crook of her neck. Her gentle clavicle. The taste of her skin. All of this was engrained now in his memory. He had the girl. The woman that others envied, and men wanted.

"Stay…"

"Peter, I can't. I have to meet Will in half an hour. We have a mock trial to work on."

"Stay in bed. Pretty please? You were absolutely amazing last night. We… should continue…" Peter was pleading.

"I wish I could be, but I can't."

One hour later…..

"Hey, sorry I'm late." Alicia rushed through Will's apartment to his coffee table in his living room. His apartment smelled of…. A bachelor.

"Oh no prob, Leesh. I was reading up on a few cases anyway."

"Mmhmmm, I'm sure you were"

"What's her name this time?"

"Karen."

"Karen Pech? No way! Her dad is the dean of admissions. Will! You're skating on thin ice."

"No… I'm playing with fire. And the fire well knows it. She knows this isn't anything."

"Okay. Well study time!"

"Ah ah ah, your turn."

"What do you mean 'my turn'?"

"Peter. How are things going with Mr. Prince Charming?" Will hated the thought of Alicia with another man. But he's looking out for her. If he couldn't be with her, he would make damn sure that the man that was was worth her time. It was his fault….

The reason why they weren't together. He made his move too late, then stupid Peter Florrick comes sweeping her off her feet. Like a knight in shining armor, he made all the right moves and Alicia fell for it. He couldn't deny her happiness though. Will couldn't see himself having a family. Kids, white picket fence, the whole nine yards. He feared it all. The idealistic perfection of suburbia and marriage was all an illusion that Will promised he would never fall for. His parents "lived" this. The idea of the same routine day in and day out, no, Will feared this.

"Things are going well." Alicia wanted to keep things vague. Talking to Will about her boyfriend, when she for so long wanted Will, was beyond awkward for her. Feelings were still present. Lingering.

"Okay. Good. That's good."

"Yeah."

*I hope you guys enjoyed this! I'm not as detailed as my first chapter, but I really hope you like this interpretation. Anyway, Peter's now in Alicia's life :/ Hope to update soon!