Of course Sarah's feelings for Junior (which she had been able to neatly repress for so many years) were eating her up as much as they were Junior himself, and now she couldn't make them go away. Not when she was studying or at class or at work. They were always there, gnawing away at her.

So she was incredibly pleased when she heard that Ellie had recovered from her misery, and immediately accepted her invitation to come over and have lunch. It would give her mind somewhere else to go, hopefully.

But the second Ellie opened the door to her knock, her daughter asked, "What's the matter with you, Mom? You okay?"

"Yes," Sarah nodded, pasting a smile on her face as she made her way inside and took a seat at the table. "Why wouldn't I be okay?" She said this in spite of the fact that she was continually rubbing her hands, a very noticeable thing. "Totally fine. So glad to hear you're better!"

"Are you sure?" Ellie pressed. "You looked like you had something painful stuck in your shoe when I opened the door and now...now you can't keep your hands still!"

"It's your father!" Sarah blurted out before she could stop herself. Then she thought, Oh, well, maybe this wasn't such a bad thing. Now she wouldn't have to suffer alone.

"What's Josh done?" Ellie asked as Annabelle and some of the other servants came in with appetizers. "I thought he was away helping at demon reform camp."

"Not Josh, he's fine," Sarah shook her head. "Never had a problem with him. It's the other one."

"Sean?" Ellie frowned. "What's the trouble? Is it something to do with the twins? Cause I can help with that. It's not like I have work to go to or anything." She paused and continued, her voice thoughtful. "Well, I don't actually know that. I could be needed at work, but no one's called and it would be too lonely without Lucifer there so I think I'll just stay home and look after Noah."

"That's perfect because Junior already has help with the twins," Sarah said. "Me!"

"What?" Ellie's eyes widened and her jaw dropped. "Seriously? What inspired this generosity?" She narrowed her eyes. "Should I be worried? Are things going on between you two now that Josh and Maeve are gone?"

"What?" Sarah giggled nervously. "Of course not! What would make you say that? I'm just helping Junior because it's the right thing to do and I have the time since your dad is gone for work." She knew that sounded fake, she knew her daughter, who spent a lot of her time around sinful people wasn't gonna see past the lie...but she hoped she would.

"Mom," Ellie continued to look at Sarah with concern. "You know that if things are going bad between you and Dad...if he's mistreated you, you can tell me, right? I'm here to listen, not to judge."

"That's what you're worried about?" Sarah let out a breath. "No, no! Your dad is fine! He's perfect! Nothing bad is happening between us."

"Perfect?" Ellie asked, her eyebrows going into her hair.

"You know what?" Sarah said. "This is a bad idea. I thought I could come over here and talk to you about a problem I'm having, but now that I've had time to think it over, I just...maybe I shouldn't. It was a bad idea." She grabbed a few appetizers off the plate, stuffed them in her mouth, and made her way to the door.

"What?" Ellie asked, feeling very confused by her mother's sudden change in mood and running after her to get to the bottom of it. "I don't want you to leave here until you tell me what's going on with you and Dad. If there's some problem between you two, I want to help you fix it."

"That's sweet," Sarah told her, and put a hand on her face. "You're always so good about helping people, but really, you're not the right person to help me deal with what I'm going through. It's the sort of thing that a parent shouldn't put on a child's shoulders. Not ever, and especially when you've already got so much to worry about. I can manage. I promise. I'll find someone else to confess to."

"Confess what?" Ellie asked.

"Never mind," Sarah told her, realizing too late that what she was saying was doing a better job of drawing Ellie into the problem then keeping her out of it. "Please just trust me, okay? Goodbye."

But just as she was about to go, Gwen's voice called out, "Angelica, are you here? I have something I need to speak to you about!"

"No, she's working right now!" Ellie called back. "Anything I can help you with, Gwen?" She kept her grip on Sarah at the same time. There was no way she was letting her mother leave until they all got to the bottom of what she was trying to hide.

"Well, I suppose you could," Gwen said when she finally reached them. "Even though you might have less contact with a certain Lord Almighty than Angelica does, you've still...met him, right?"

"Of course," Ellie nodded. "Why don't we get more comfortable before we talk about this? Come to the living room, would you?"

"Well, how nice of you," Gwen grinned. "I would love that."

As they sat down, she was all prepared to tell them every detail of what had happened between her and "Steve", but then she saw the looks on their faces and realized that it wasn't the time.

"You both seem down," she said, taking both of their hands in hers. "You know what would help with that? Praying! Who wants to start?"

Ellie and Sarah heard this and just stared at one another, completely dumbstruck. "What do you think is wrong with her?" Sarah asked Ellie in a stagy whisper.

"I don't know," Ellie replied. "I have some suspicions, but I can't say anything for sure!" She paused. "Let's just play along for now."

So they prayed, promised Gwen they would tell Angelica she stopped by, and then once she was gone, Ellie tried to get more out of Sarah, but her mother didn't let anything else slip out. Anything else that actually meant anything, anyway.

"There's nothing you need to worry about," Sarah insisted as she made her way out the door. "Just because I've been helping your father with the twins and spending more time alone with him than I have in a while...that doesn't mean anything bad. I swear, you're getting as paranoid and antsy as Angelica and it's really not good for you!" Then she left, slamming the door behind her as Ellie wondered just what was going on between Junior and her that she wanted to keep a secret.

"You look sick and full of shame!" Kai grinned and pulled Junior into Adrian's house. "Come and have some pizza and a drink. It'll be good for you!" Then Junior got even more red when he shouted, "Hey Adrian! I think Don Juan is here for a second pep talk!"

But of course it was something Junior wanted to avoid for as long as possible, so he sat down and shoveled what was left of the pizza into his mouth until he choked and after Adrian whacked him on the back, he said, "All right, kid: what's going on? What's happened now?"

"It wasn't my fault!" Junior burst out. "There was popcorn everywhere and Sarah needed help with the vacuum and so we were all close together and the back and forth back and forth..shit!" He had to stop talking now. Reliving it was getting him going all over again.

Kai and Adrian just looked at each other and burst out laughing. "You were turned on by a vacuum?" Kai asked. "Oh, well, to each his own."

"Not the vacuum!" Junior corrected. "I was stuck rubbing up against Sarah and the vacuum was going...stop making me talk about it! And stop enjoying my suffering!" He knew he was bright red, so he excused himself and headed to the kitchen for some ice water, but where he would pour it still needed to be decided.

When he came back to the living room, his head was soaked, his pants were soaked from where he poured the water down them too, and he was shivering.

"You look like you just wet yourself," Kai remarked. "If you needed to cool down that much...man, man, man, you are toast!"

"I am not toast!" Junior protested, sitting down hard and putting his head in his hands. "But Sarah is just so sexy, and I...I had completely forgotten what sort of effect she has on me before, but now...now...it's all come back!"

"Like I said," Kai repeated with a smirk and then handed him the last piece of pizza. "You're toast."

"Yeah," Junior groaned. "Maybe I am."

"You are not!" Adrian told him. "You have two options, and the best one is to stop seeing Sarah. Go cold turkey, cut yourself off from her completely: No more help from her taking care of the twins, giving them baths and trips to the zoo, no more vacuuming and movies and popcorn...none of that!"

Junior sat up and stared at him. "That's..I don't like it. What's the other option?"

"You two give into each other, have sex, and then never speak of it ever again," Kai supplied. "That would be a good idea for you, I think. It would get rid of all the stress and tension that you're feeling!"

"I like that idea much better!" Junior smiled at Kai. "Did anyone ever tell you that you give very good advice?"

"No," Kai shook his head and grinned, his dark eyes bright. "But I guess there's a first time for everything, isn't there."

They then got up and went to the kitchen for more food while Adrian stayed on the couch, muttering to himself. "Number one is the better option, but of course, no one listens to me...what do I know? I'm just trying to help, but why would anyone want to listen to me?..."

Sarah thought that talking to someone would help ease her frustration, but...it didn't. If the dream she'd had before waking up wrapped in Junior on the sofa had been bad, the dreams she had following her decision to confess to Ellie were even worse. (Or better, depending on how you looked at it, especially the one involving naked Junior and whipped cream or the one where she went to ride one of her father's horses and ended up riding him hard instead.

It all became too much. And there was one way to fix it. Only one way. She had to go to Sean's house and tell him that it was all over. There was nothing else to be done about it. She just hoped he took it well.

"I was just about to call you," Junior told her, his tone surprised and even a little relieved when he answered the knock and saw her on the other side of the door. "We need to have a talk about you helping me with the twins. Come in, please."

"It has to stop," Sarah told him as they made their way to his living room. "Josh is gonna be back in a couple of days, you know."

"Right, good," Junior agreed. "What perfect timing. And I agree with you. I'm grateful for the help you've given me, but...it needs to end." He had been all about option two when Kai had proposed it, but he was really trying hard to do option one.

"Before I leave for good, can I say goodbye to the twins?" Sarah questioned. "Please?"

"I'm sorry, but...I sent them to my parents tonight," he told her, unconsciously stepping close to her as he spoke. "You and I are alone here."

Sarah stepped back, a squeak escaping her lips, her dark eyes wide, almost terrified at what she was feeling now that she knew there was no one around to stop what could happen between them if they let it. "Well, when they return, give them a kiss for me, will you?"

"Yeah," Junior nodded. "Of course, no problem!"

Sarah nodded and was about to head back to her car when her stomach rumbled loudly.

"What was that?" Junior asked. "Was that your stomach? When did you eat last?"

"Longer ago than I thought, apparently," Sarah remarked without looking at him. "I'll grab a burger or something on my way home. It's not a problem."

There was a silence and then Junior reached out to grab Sarah's hand. "You know, I made up a meat and cheese lasagna for dinner. It's one of those ones that's big enough to feed an army. Since you're hungry, why don't you share it with me? It can be a 'Thank you' dinner."

Sarah turned and gave him a smile that made his knees weak. "I...it's not good manners to turn down an invitation to dinner," she got out. "And it's nice of you to want to thank me, so...sure, I'll eat with you. But that's it. Once the lasagna is gone, I'm heading back home."

"Of course," Junior nodded as she slipped her purse back on the coat rack and led him into the kitchen, feeling his eyes on her butt. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

As he got the lasagna out of the oven, she set the table. It was nice to eat at a table. She usually ate in front of the TV with her textbooks at her side. But this was so much more civilized and Junior had surprisingly nice dishes.

"You know, you set a very nice table," Junior remarked. "Did your dad teach you that? Or your mom?"

"No, I guess I just have an eye for that sort of thing," Sarah shrugged. "Thanks so much for noticing, though."

"Oh, sure," Junior nodded. "When it comes to you, I pretty much notice everything." He paused as she sat down. "Can I...what can I get you to drink?"

"Milk would be fine," Sarah got out before he could offer her wine.

"Milk coming right up," Junior nodded, and Sarah could swear there was relief in his voice. He rifled around in the refrigerator then returned to the table with a glass of milk for her, and a glass of orange juice for him. He noticed right away that she'd served herself, half her plate was empty, and when she looked up at him, her face was covered in sauce as she thanked him with a full mouth.

"I have to thank you," he told her as he handed her a fistful of napkins. "The work you're putting in to stopping me from finding you attractive is truly remarkable."

"Thanks," Sarah finally swallowed and wiped her mouth. "That probably would have given Daddy a heart attack if he'd seen it."

"What wouldn't give your dad a heart attack?" Junior asked.

"Oh, I'm sure there's something," Sarah replied. "Knowing that I'm safely in a relationship with Josh, I guess." She paused. "How are your parents?" She asked. If she kept talking then it was less likely that there would be any awkward silence that they would fill with things they shouldn't.

"They're good," Junior replied. "Like I said, Mom really loves the girls and Dad does too."

"And it's good that Maeve has that schedule, right?" Sarah continued. "Did she know she was gonna be gone, you think, and that's why she made it up?"

"Nah," Junior shook his head. "Maeve just likes to plan things. I get why, though: when you're dealing with someone like Lucifer, unsupervised time is not a luxury. It's probably just something she's used to."

Sarah nodded and paused to shovel more lasagna into her mouth, and so did he. Then, under the table, her foot began to twitch, moving up to rub Junior's leg after leaving her shoe on the floor.

He let out a grunt and then quickly began speaking again and mashing his lasagna with his fork. "Have you seen Ellie lately?" He questioned. "Is she okay? Is that mood she's in still going on?"

"Oh, no," Sarah shook her head and quickly set her leg down. "That's all better now. She's still struggling with Lucifer being gone, but it's not as bad as it used to be."

They continued to make small talk and keep their hormones at bay until, after digging into their next helpings of lasagna, Sarah reached for the salt at the exact same time Junior did. Their hands touched, Sarah's foot again began rubbing Junior's leg, and, and then he grabbed her face and began kissing her, knocking everything off the table and onto the floor.

The kiss was brief. They quickly broke apart and looked at the mess they'd made of the kitchen. Junior quickly cleaned it up

"Sorry, I have to go," Sarah exclaimed, knocking the salt shaker over as she stood up fast and snatched her purse before running for the door. "Thanks for dinner, the lasagna was lovely!"

But Junior, who was taller than she was and had longer legs, reached the front door before she did, closed it, and locked it. "What are you doing?" She asked. "Why did you shut the door like that? If it's because of what I think...you're gonna regret this. You still have time to not do it! Even though we both have been feeling the urge all night, we don't have to go through with it! You can stop it! You know that! You know what's right and what's wrong." But he could hear her heartbeat, and her heavy breathing, The lust in the air was getting hard to ignore.

"I do," he murmured as he came up behind her and pulled her to him backwards, his hands firmly on her hips as he shut his eyes and inhaled the scent of her hair. "I know. I...and I swear, I've seriously tried to get past this, but...you're just too lovely and I just want you too much. That's not so bad, is it? Don't you want me too?"

He was right, and his voice was so low and warm and intimate. It made her tingly. She nodded, completely entranced by him. Then he started to rub against her and she twisted around to look him in the eye. "That's enough," she breathed. "Do we really want to do this? We shouldn't."

"No," He shook his head. "And you're so lucky your will is so much stronger than mine. But in your heart of hearts, you really want to, don't you?" She tilted her head and made a face as if to say 'Why not'? And then he began kissing her neck, his arms around her waist again.

"Sean, please," she got out, a moan escaping after the 'Please'. "No, don't. Yes, do that again..."

"Well," he whispered and nibbled on her ear. "Which is it? If you tell me no now, I'll stop...if you really want me to."

She shook her head, the movement nearly imperceptible. His hands then slid upward from her waist to cup her breasts, which he gave a squeeze before taking her hard nipples between his fingers and squeezing them too, a pleasurable burst of pain. "What the hell," she whispered as she turned around, undid the button and zipper on his pants, and then returned to her previous position, rubbing up against him until he was as hard and erect as she had been. "Let's just get this over with. No use hiding from it. No use hiding our feelings. Especially if we're only doing it once." She grabbed his hand, nibbled on his fingers, and then slipped his hand in her skirt. Then she could feel that he was gone. Any desire to restrain himself that had been there previously had disappeared, and he began rubbing her good and hard until she climaxed and then afterward, she slipped off everything except her underwear, leaving her clothes in a pile by the door before he carried her off to his bed. He set her down just inside the doorway and they resumed their furious kissing, their hands roaming all over each other's bodies before she broke the kiss, slid her panties off, and pushed him against the wall.

"Get your pants off," she whispered. "I have a surprise for you, Sean."

"Oh, what is it?" Junior asked, not taking long to stand naked in front of her. Then, she got close to him, put his arms around her waist, and wrapped one leg around his. He felt himself go deep inside her and she let out a moan.

"Jeez, are you gonna be okay?" He asked, keeping one eye on the leg she was balancing on. But that didn't last for long as she resumed kissing and nibbling on him until her leg finally gave out and they both fell to the floor with a yelp.

As they stared at one another on the ground, he whispered, "You wanna get in bed, or are you okay right here?"

"Either's fine with me," Sarah whispered. "It just depends on if you can wait."

"No," He shook his head. "I can't. Not after that. I want more."

"Good," Sarah grinned. "I bet you're just dying to be on top, but there's one more thing I..."

"Please," Junior replied. "Go ahead."

Taking a deep breath, she straddled him and told him to grab her hips as he rose up to meet each thrust. It was thoroughly enjoyable. Surprisingly, he'd never done this move with Maeve.

When it was finally his turn to be on top, they made their way to the bed. She wondered where he was gonna go next, and to her surprise, he was just as adventurous as she had been. Clearly, testing her flexibility was as much of a priority for him as showing it off had been for her.

He told her to lay on her back while he knelt so that her feet were resting on his shoulders and he entered her repeatedly. It was a nice break, but still gave her a good stretch, and it felt awesome.

"You got anything in your head that can make for a bit more eye contact?" She asked, grinning after they'd finished as she squeezed his cheek and his head went back and forth. "I want to look into those pretty eyes again, please!"

Junior grinned, took her face in his hands and kissed her soundly. "You know that especially when we're like this, I can't say 'No' to you," he told her. "I want to look into your pretty eyes too."

He then sat cross-legged and she sat on his lap, facing him, her legs wrapped around his waist as they held onto each other, rocking slowly back and forth as they looked into each other's eyes and smiled.

Finally, they'd decided they'd had enough for the moment and separated, embracing as they lay next to one another under the covers and trying to catch their breaths.

"Where did you learn all that?" Junior asked.

"I got a book of sex positions for flexible people," Sarah shrugged. "Ellie had a copy and I got one too, when she wasn't with me, of course. I figured that as long as I'm as flexible as I am, it might be good to use it for something. What about you?"

"Internet," Junior shrugged. "I was bored. I have a whole list somewhere. Those were the two I could remember off the top of my head."

"Oh, it was enough," she promised and cuddled up against him, holding him close and kissing his chest. "I'm not gonna forget it any time soon, trust me."

Eventually they sat up. "What should we do now?" Sarah asked. She saw the time on the clock. It was late. "I assume I'm not going home tonight?" She asked dryly.

"Nope," Junior shook his head. "Not tonight." He paused. "I'm kinda hungry. You want ice cream?" He zapped up a carton for himself, chocolate fudge.

"Good idea," Sarah replied and followed suit with her own carton of strawberry cheesecake.

They took their time with that and even shared their cartons and when they both were empty and thrown in the trash, Sarah got out of bed and put on one of Junior's t-shirts, ran to get her panties from the hallway, and when she returned, she hugged him and made another request.

"Will you show me all the doctor stuff you do?" She asked. "I know I never have supported it much, but...I want to show you that I do now."

"You mean you want to roleplay?" Junior asked. "Cause I wouldn't mind playing doctor in a sexy way. You know I'm always up for giving you a thorough examination. I didn't think I looked at every nook and cranny before."

"No, no, not like that," Sarah shook his head. "Like, read me some of your medical stuff. Don't you have books about medical stuff?"

"Sure, but you'll be bored out of your mind," Junior told her. "Reading medical books and journals doesn't exactly lead to a romantic evening."

But she insisted, pointing out that what she read for Sports Medicine wasn't much different and finally he caved and got dressed, taking her to his library where he pulled out the first medical book he could find, sat down, turned to the first page he could find, and began reading. Something about the heart and blood flow and veins and stuff.

"Here, put these on," she said, producing a pair of glasses.

He did, amazed when she didn't tell him to stop because she was bored. He looked up and saw her gazing at him with something that could only be called adoration. "You're so hot when you talk smart," she told him. "You got a good brain and a good body. And to top it off, those glasses are so sexy!"

He blushed. Was something wrong with her? Why was she all over him all of a sudden? But he had to admit the interest she seemed to have in his career was nice. Maeve never had the patience to share this with him.

"Read some more!" Sarah urged. "Please!"

He did, testing just how enamored she was of all of this and if there was a limit. But even a chapter on the bladder and kidneys (which could hardly be considered romantic) kept her interest. Or she was just really good at pretending.

Finally, he had enough of that. "Why don't we go shower?" He suggested and stood up. "I think taking a shower would be good right now."

"Yeah, me too!" Sarah said. "Let's do it!"

Luckily, there was a shower nearby and after Junior turned it on, of course it didn't take long for either to undress and step under the warm spray, their arms going around each other and pulling their bodies close as he picked her up and braced her against the wall, her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist. The only thing tough about this was making sure she didn't a mouth full of water with every thrust from him.

Then he let her down and they finally decided to wash each other slowly, gently and thoroughly before leaving the shower and toweling each other off

"That was so good," Sarah said. "My whole body is so clean, but my mind is so dirty!" She grinned. "And I like it!"

Junior grinned back, embracing her as she kissed his neck. "Me too."

Then he saw that she was yawning, her head resting on his shoulder. "Are you tired?" He asked, kissing her hair. "I wouldn't be surprised. We've worked each other very hard."

"I could stay up a little longer," she said, although he didn't believe it. "I promise."

"No, you can't," he said, shaking his head as he took her hand and led her to bed. "It's okay to admit it."

They got under the covers and kissed some more as they ran their hands over each other's bodies, and then, a grin on his lips, he began rubbing her gently until, as her whole body, from her head to her toes, got warm, she climaxed and fell asleep, the last thing she felt as the lights went out being Junior's kiss on her cheek as his arms wrapped around her and held her close.