Again sorry for such a long wait for this new chapter. Thanks for everyone who is reading and enjoying my story. My time at camp has come to an end so I am now back home. So I should have a lot more time to update. Thanks again to everyone who has commented! And for continuing to read even when it takes me a while to update.

Alicia walks through the streets now, past her car. She can always pick it back up later. Trying to clear her head she walks for a good few miles before her feet start to hurt as much as her head does from all the thinking. All doors are open for her now. Well, not all but she has choices, hard ones she does't want to make. She could forgive Will in time, when she thinks about it, it's almost a compliment at how mad he would have been at her if she had really left him. But the hurt that he could believe she would ever leave him is still there. The hurt at the fact that, it would truly kill her not to be able to walk into that office and see him everyday and that scares her. And it hurts that he didn't know that. Scares her in that she can't remember ever thinking this way about Peter, not really, even in the beginning. That need to see him, be close to him and touch him was never the way it was when she thought about Will.

Peter is yet another problem she does't want to face. Stopping she looks up and can't tell where she is. But she keeps on walking like a woman on a mission, who cares about the looks she is getting from passersby. She gets looks all the time. She keeps on going until her feet are bleeding and blistered and its started to rain, her hair plastered to her face. Jumping into the first coffee house she sees, ordering a cup of coffee, Alicia pulls out her phone.

Its take a while but finally someone answers. Alicia asks them to come pick her up and gives the address of the coffee place.

Will is still sitting in his office with his face like thunder when the rain starts. He has already made two interns cry today since he got back from his meeting with Alicia and Diane has transferred all his calls into her office. He gets up from his chair and walks out onto the floor. He strolls around until he finds Diane.

'We need to talk.'

Diane tries hard to suppress a smirk, she really does but still the edges of her mouth creep up and she shakes her head.

'Its about time. I thought you were going to sulk in there all day. Come on I'll bring over some coffee. You go sit down. I hope you've been thinking of a way to undo all this mess while you've been shut in your office all day.'

Will looks up at Diane, his face tinged with embarrassment and shakes his head ever so slightly.

'I was hoping you had an idea actually.'

'Typical, the man makes the mess. The women are needed to clean it up. And I thought I had broken through the glass ceiling.'

In Diane's office Will slouches in the chair in front of her desk. Diane walks past to sit on her chair with two cups of coffee in her hand, she hands one to Will.

'So I'm guessing you got a no.'

'I got a big fat stuck it up your…'

'Will!'

'I got a no. Okay. I even offered her a partnership and my office and she still said no. Too may memories and too much hurt she said.'

'It's not like I can't see where she's coming from. Maybe if I was to talk to her. Apologise as well, even for friendships sake.'

'It couldn't hurt I guess. She's making a statement soon. Try and get her before then.'

Diane takes a big gulp of her coffee while Will sits and stares at his.

'A statement to the press, about the video?'

'Yes, what else?'

'Well, do we know what she is going to say? This could be very bad for the firm Will. She could be feeling spiteful and do more damage on purpose.'

'I may have made it slightly worse by asking her what she was going to say, so my guess is she could be feeling spiteful but she's not her husband. She'll push this issue a side as nothing just to annoy him. I don't think we have to worry too much.'

'I don't think you know Alicia as well as you say you do though Will. If you did we wouldn't really be in this mess. So I'll ask again. Is there a chance we will need damage control after this statement?'

Will looks out the window, his hands gripping round his coffee mug, his eyes are slightly misted.

'I guess there could be a chance we will need damage control.'

Diane walks to the front of her desk and leans against it, puts her hands round his and wills him to look at her, he does.

'I'll call someone for some advice, see how we should handle it if it happens. But you could be right and she will just clear it to the side. Lets hope her will to annoy her husband is more than her will to hurt us.'

Alicia is lying in a bath, her eyes closed and peaceful. She remembers taking a bath with Will. It was just one time throughout their relationship or whatever they had. It was in a fancy hotel in New York. Ashbough had been particularly trying that day and a nice long bath was just what she needed. She felt hands on her, could feel Will behind her washing her back in slow circles with a creamy coconut lotion. His hands slipping up over her shoulders every so often washing her neck, the tops of her breasts. Making her breath hitch every time he misses the tops of her nipples. She arches her back into his hands. Lets him know she wants his hands there. He lathers them with lotion and washes then off, giving her nipples hard squeezes to make her gasp. He kisses her neck then and lets his hands wander down her flat stomach, gripping her hips and then down to her core. He teases he, plays with her, never once touching her where she wants and needs it. She squirms against his hands, tips her head to the side and breathes into his ear,

'Will…please.'

He laughs at this, lets his hand circle her centre once more before he dives two fingers into her and curves them hitting her in just the right spot, his thumb making circles of her clit. Alicia's hands come up and grips his forearms, moaning in his ear. His erection was hard now, throbbing with need behind her and she wiggles her ass into it earning herself a groan from him. In retaliation he speeds up the rhythm of his fingers, bath water splashing up and over the side onto the bathroom floor. With her nails digging into his arms and her head thrown back into the side of his neck she cums biting into the soft flesh of Wills neck to stop herself from screaming out loud.

Alicia opened her eyes, and saw that not only was she alone but her bath had gone cold, her fingers turned to prunes. She lifts herself out the bath and drys herself off. Putting on her robe she walks outside to the kitchen in search of wine.

Veronica was already standing at the kitchen counter, wine glass in hand and another set out for Alicia. She pushed the full one towards Alicia and used her own to try and smother the smirk stretching across her face. Looking at Alicia she picks up a bag of popcorn form the counter then walks slowly towards the living room, turning round she see's Alicia take a sip of her wine.

'You know I came in to give you your wine in the bath, there's nothing like a nice long bath with a glass of wine. But you seemed too busy…'

Veronica walks more into the living room before she turns round again and smirks at Alicia,

'masturbating.'

Alicia chokes on her wine as her face becomes red with embarrassment. Veronica is in the living room now and shouts through.

'So are we going to talk about what you're going to do and tell my why I had to pick you up from a coffee shop all the way out in Racine?'

Okay so I hope you enjoyed this one, I couldn't help but add the end in there. I will hope to have the next chapter done in a couple of days. I promise not to leave you guys waiting again for so long. Thanks again for everyone who is reading this and enjoying it. Please leave comments and let me know you thoughts. Its always appreciated.