ME: Hey u guys. I'm actually supposed to be studying for my AP Calculus test tomorrow, but I chose to do this instead. Am I not the greatest??!! Huh, huh??? U know the answer is yes!! But anyways, did u guys like that song "Listen to your Heart"??? The one for this chapter is "Numb/Encore" by Linkin Park and Jay-Z. I like that song a lot..but not so much that I love it. Anyways, on to the next chapter:

Chapter 6:

She couldn't have stopped herself. In that long moment when their eyes held, desire had poured through her like heated wine. In the instant when their mouths met, needs slam into her like a fist. In the shuddering time the kiss deepened, pleasure streaked through her.

She moaned, wrapped her arms against him, and met greed with greed.

This was no simple exploration, it was all heat and hunger, passion warring against passion, strength against strength.

She was wild tastes and silken textures. She was arousing scents, and soft sighs. Her mouth was pure sin, and was driving him beyond reason. His hands tangled in her hair, dragged her head back so that he could have more of that impatient erotic mouth.

"Let me have you." He tore his lips from hers to race them along her jaw, down her throat.

"I…" Her head was spinning, breath in ragged gulps. "Wait…just, wait."

"Why?"

"I need to think." She put her hands on his shoulders, straining back. "I wasn't thinking."

"I could fix it so neither one of us is thinking again."

"I'm sure you could." She kept her grip firm, to ensure distance, but it wasn't nearly enough. "Back off a minute."

"It's not going to change anything. I'm still going to want you. You're still going to want me."

"Back off anyway."

It cost him, but he dropped his hands, stepped back. "Far enough? Or should I back out the door so you can pretend this didn't happen?"

"I don't have to pretend anything," Yumi's back straightened. "If I hadn't wanted that to happen, it wouldn't have happened. I'm responsible for my own action, Ulrich."

"Fair enough. Why aren't we rolling around on that fancy rug, finishing what we started?"

"That was so blunt?"

"That was honest."

"All right. We're not rolling around on the rug because I don't have sex with men I barely know."

He nodded, tucked his hands into his pocket. "That's fair enough too." His lips curved when he saw the surprise, then the speculation, flit over her space. "Didn't expect me to be reasonable huh, Slim?"

"No I didn't. Which just proves my point, I don't know you." She braced herself, but didn't move when he came closer, or when his hands slid up her arms, back down to her wrists.

"Ulrich Stern," he said quietly. " Thirty-one, single, ex-cop, ex-soccer player, currently self employed. No criminal record. I've had a couple years in college, but it didn't suite me. I love big, stupid dogs, loud music. Italian food and dangerous women." (A/N: Notice how he put food and her in the same sentence???)

Amusement darkened her eyes. "That's informative, but not entirely what I meant."

"I figure it's a start. Do you want to know more?"

She knew he had to feel the way her pulse was hammering under his fingertips. "Apparently I do."

"Tomorrow night. Seven-thirty. We'll try Italian food."

"All right. We'll try Italian food." She didn't move, kept her eyes on his when he leaned forward and caught her bottom lip between his teeth.

"I really like your mouth. I could spend hours on it."

She thought his grin flashed before he turned away, but her vision had blurred.

"Lock up, Slim, and reengage the system."

"Yeah." She took 2 slow breaths, in and out. It occurred to her that the system, so to speak, had already been breached.

ME: Hey hey, how's that for an ending??? Yea, baby, I'm actually learning that figurative language crap in my AP English class. But u see, I gave up my studying time for math, to write this damned chapter. But…I am sooo proud of myself, even if I fail the test. But….. who cares?? Except my momma, anyways, I'm writing too much. I gotta study. Tell me what u think of the chapter and the song, ok???