"Jesus Christ," Cary said once he had checked through his peephole and he saw Will Gardner stood at the door, pieces of paper in his hands as he looked at Cary with a raised brow.

"Were you expecting someone else?" he asked the young lawyer who shook his head in return.

"No," he said. "But why are you here? At my apartment?"

"You weren't answering your cell," Will said. "And the case has been moved up to nine a.m. this morning so you are needed in the next hour."

Cary nodded before Will heard a noise which sounded like a snore and he looked at Cary as he ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head as he did so.

"I'm not going to ask," Will said and Cary continued to move his head from left to right in a fast motion.

"It isn't what you think," he told Will. "Isabelle stayed over last night..."

"And why would that be?" Will said and Cary wondered whether he should tell him or not. It wasn't really in his place and he was sure that Isabelle wouldn't want her dirty laundry spread around either even though she trusted Will.

"We were working...she was writing notes...and it got late..."

"I get it," Will said. "Just be careful with her Cary...make sure she's not a one night fling..."

"It was not like that," Cary told him hastily and Will raised a hand, moving over to the door.

"You don't need to explain to me," he said and left the apartment as Cary shook his head, walking back into his bedroom and nudging Isabelle gently in the arm as she stirred.

"We need to go," Cary said to her and she moved her head from side to side.

"It's too early," she complained and Cary chuckled, removing his top and shrugging into his white shirt as Isabelle buried her face into her pillow.

"The case has been moved forward to nine," he said. "I need you with me."

"Why?" Isabelle asked, turning to face him as he did up the last button on his shirt.

"Because," Cary drawled, "I can't leave you alone when I know someone wants to hurt you."

"You can't protect me twenty four seven either," she pointed out, bending her elbow and resting her head onto her hand as Cary nodded in agreement.

"That is true," he said, "but I'm going to give it my best shot."

"You don't need to," she assured him.

"Yes I do," he said, "but if you continue to snore then I may have to reconsider that."

"I do not snore!" she replied, horrified he would say such a thing. Cary chuckled at her and nodded, moving into his trousers quickly as Isabelle shook her head.

"Yes you do," he said. "Now get dressed...we need to go soon..."

...

"Have you got all the notes?" Isabelle asked Cary as they stood in the office at seven fifteen in the morning. It was deserted and only Will and Alicia were there, preparing for the same case which could win the company more money than they had dreamed of.

"Yes," Cary replied, pointing to his table and she pursed her lips.

"Your tie isn't right," she told him and he looked down at it, groaning as he did so.

"You'd have thought I would be able to tie a tie," Cary rolled his eyes. "Looks like a Harvard education can't teach you everything."

"Come here," Isabelle said as Cary moved over to her and she undid it slowly, moving it around in her hands quickly and easily whilst Cary looked down onto her face which was pale and focused.

"When did you learn how to be good at this?"

"I have a father," she said. "He rarely wears suits and when he did he never knew how to do a tie. How do you normally do yours in the morning because this is atrocious?"

"I was distracted this morning," Cary told her as she finished tightening it and looked up to Cary.

...

"Will," Alicia warned him as the two of them stood the other side of the open spaced office, looking through the glass into Cary's where the young lawyer stood and his PA had finished doing his tie, her hands resting on his chest as Cary gently moved his hand to place a piece of hair behind her ear. "Don't interrupt them."

"Why not?" he asked. "I found them together this morning so I am sure they had their chance to keep their hands off each other last night."

"But look at them," Alicia said. "Cary actually looks...well...like he is nervous..."

"I think that is just a power which women possess," Will said, looking into Alicia's eyes. "The power to make men nervous."

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