*Okay so this chapter is probably one of my favorites. It's hilarious fun between Ethan and Leanne. And there's a little Ellie sweetness for good measure.

**Also, this is on the verge of mature, so please be warned.

That night had been almost two weeks ago and while Leanne had certainly enjoyed herself, she was still having a hard time wrapping her head around what was going on. She and Ethan had taken care of Ellie the rest of the night, the little girl having finally fallen asleep curled up in her own bed around 5:00am, and they had both been inclined to let her sleep as long as she wanted. Ethan had dragged her to bed with him, tucking her against his side with a soft sigh and about an hour later they both dozed off, their exhaustion taking over.

But then Leanne's phone had rung and Campbell said it was important and she had kissed him sleepily before sneaking into the bathroom to get ready. She had dropped a kiss to Ellie's head before leaving, and when Ethan walked her to do the door he had told her to come back when she got off. But she hadn't. No, instead she had worked a 62 hour shift that most certainly would have been the death of her had it not been for coffee.

When her shift had finally ended she had gone straight to her house and fell asleep in her scrubs. She had awoken the next day to six missed calls from her frantic best-friend and about a dozen text messages of equal urgency. After reassuring him that she was fine, he had asked her to come back over for dinner, but she declined. But when Ellie had called her and asked for her personally, she couldn't say 'no', and she had agreed to dinner and a movie on Friday night.

Of course, because work was work, she had to cancel on them. And then she had to cancel breakfast plans the following day. And a park trip the day after that. And she could tell with every text message that Ethan was getting just as frustrated with her as she was with Campbell. The bastard had to be doing this on purpose at this point. But alas, Leanne knew that wasn't true, and until Ethan was finally back on a regular work schedule, life was just going to have to suck for the rest of them.

She had finally put her foot down though after having to cancel yet another night with her two favorite people and she told Campbell in no uncertain terms that he would be a dead man if he so much as texted her over the upcoming weekend. He had given her a look, but then he smiled, and she knew that he understood. She couldn't wait to let Ethan, and Ellie, know that she was all theirs this weekend. She just hoped that they still wanted her to be there.

I have the entire weekend off. No ifs, ands, or buts. Campbell calls, he's dead. She hit send to Ethan as she leaned back in her desk chair. She only had a few more files to complete before she was a free woman, and she couldn't believe how long they were taking her.

The whole weekend? She smiled when she read the words he typed back.

The whole weekend. Dropping her phone onto the desk she returned her attention to the file in front of her, scribbling down her notes as she tried her best not to get distracted. She wondered if Ellie would be home tonight, or if she would be with her grandparents. Having Ethan all to herself for one night sure would be nice.

Ellie said that if you're not here in time for dinner she's coming to get you herself. Leanne laughed at Ethan's use of emojis after his statement, and as much as she wanted a night alone with the man, she wanted to see his daughter just as much.

I'll be there no later than 6. She hit send and when he replied immediately she shook her head at his words.

Bring a bag. You're not allowed to leave all weekend. She couldn't imagine what he possibly had up his sleeve, but it sent chills down her body just thinking about it.

Really now? Two could play at this game.

Ellie has already been promised a sleepover with Noa tomorrow night. So I have plans for us. And there it was. She knew exactly what those plans included, and she doubted that she would be wearing pants for any of them.

I don't think I'll need pants for those plans of yours Dr. Willis. The winky face she added made her laugh out loud and she couldn't believe the conversation they were having right now. She wondered if this counted as sexting or not.

You have a dirty mind Dr. Rorish. She chuckled at his response, if only he knew. I like it. Popped up next and she chocked back a growl. She didn't know if she could make it until Saturday with him acting like that.

You're the one who corrupted me. I wasn't like this before you came around. True story.

Mission accomplished then. She wanted to smack him. He could be such a cocky asshole when he wanted to be. Wear those lacy red panties I like so much. Now she really wanted to slap him. This most definitely counted as sexting, and if she didn't stop now she was never going to finish her paperwork in time to go home and pack a bag.

I thought I didn't need pants for this party, much less any panties. She was going to get him for this when she saw him again.

Yes well, I simply enjoy taking those off of you my dear. She shook her head back and forth. This man was surely going to be the death of her.

Yes well, last time you tried to remove them with your teeth and I don't recall that going very well. This was not how this conversation was supposed to go.

Turns out that my desire to bend you over the kitchen counter didn't go as planned. She gasped, this man was ridiculous. Horny, and adorable, but ridiculous.

I can't with you right now. She knew exactly what she could do with him right now. You know what, yes, yes I can with you. But what I want involves no clothes and your bed and is most certainly meant for adult eyes only. She hit send before she could chicken out of this and she squirmed in her chair at the thought of him running his hands along her naked body. Dammit, she was officially never going to get any work done.

Woman! Was all he texted back and she let out a cackle. She knew just what he was thinking about now and she doubted that he was in a good place to be thinking about it either.

You started it. She was probably going to regret that text.

And after Ellie goes to bed tonight, I'm gonna finish it. Right in for the kill. Leanne squirmed again, the room now feeling much warmer than it had twenty minutes ago.

Promises promises. She was so going to get in trouble for this. And god, if anyone ever read these message, she'd be a dead woman.

You know what? Just for that, I'm not gonna finish it. I'm gonna get you all hot and bothered and wanting, and then I'm gonna leave you hanging. Well damn Ethan, that escalated quickly. Fine, she could fight fire with fire.

I'm not above finishing it myself then. She went for the kill and she wished she could see his face right now. She doubted it was very attractive looking.

Only if I get to watch. And that was it. She couldn't handle this conversation anymore. Tossing her phone to the side she growled in frustration. It was only noon. How in the hell was she going to make it another 5 hours before she got out of this joint and then another hour before she got to see him. She wanted him now dammit.

Flipping over the phone she huffed when he didn't say anything else. She tossed it back down again and went back to her paperwork. But then it dinged about 15 minutes later and she flipped it over anxiously, praying it was him. She smiled when she saw his name on the screen.

Bedtime cannot get here soon enough. Was all it said. She wondered in how many ways he meant those words. Probably more than one if she had to guess.

Tell me about it. She typed back, tossing the file she had just finished to the ground. She waited for him to text back, but he never did. And she went back to her paperwork, praying that she could get it done in the next 4.5 hours. She just wanted to see Ethan. She wanted to see him. She wanted his touch and his kiss and his smile. She wanted all of him almost as much as she needed him, and it was killing her.

Leanne had struggled through the rest of her reports and when she was finally finished she was thrilled to see that the clock read 4:30pm. Her desire to see Ethan must've been the push she needed to get through the stack of files because she didn't even remember half of what she had just read. Throwing her stuff in her purse she had grabbed her keys and headed for the parking garage without so much as a goodbye to her co-workers. She was going to be damned if any of them stopped her from seeing her man.

She made it home in record time, throwing some stuff in her overnight bag and tossing her hair into a messy bun as she went. She didn't care much what exactly she had packed at this point, just as long as she had some clean underwear and a pair of pants. Pulling her phone out of her pocket she shot Ethan a quick text to let him know that she was on her way over. She had struggled to lock the door behind her as her nerves started to get the best of her. She couldn't get out of there fast enough.

Pulling into Ethan's driveway about ten minutes later she let out a sigh at the sight of the little girl curled up on the porch swing, a book in her hands and her unicorn tucked against her side. Her little head popped up when she saw Leanne exit her car and she couldn't help but smile as her brown eyes met the girl's gray ones over the porch railing.

"Leanne!" She watched as Ellie tossed her book to the side, her unicorn falling to the wayside as well, as she took off running toward her. She had missed Ellie almost as much as she had missed Ethan and her heart swelled at the feeling of the girl's arms around her neck.

"Hi Ellie." She whispered, her arms wrapping around the child tightly. She watched as Ethan made his way to the front door, his eyes boring into hers from across the yard. She could almost feel his desire dripping off of him and as excited as it made her, the little girl in her arms took precedent right now.

"You're early." Ellie's words were soft and when Leanne set her back down on the ground she couldn't help but chuckle softly at her smile.

"Well I had some very important people to come see." She lifted her eyes to catch Ethan's gaze, but he had retreated back into the house without a sound.

"I'm glad you're here." The girl said softly, reaching up to pat Leanne's cheek. "Daddy's missed you." She said softly. And Leanne wondered just how much the little girl understood about their relationship.

"Well I've certainly missed you both." Her tone echoed the smile child's and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty. She hoped that Ellie didn't feel like she was getting pushed aside during all of this. That was the last thing that Leanne wanted.

Ellie offered her a smile though that said differently, that said that she understood, and then she turned around and made her way back to her seat. She tucked her unicorn back against her hip and picked her book up without a sound, returning to her story with thoughtful eyes. Leanne could see every ounce of Ethan in her right then and there, and her heart was suddenly so full of love for them both.

She quietly made her way inside, sweeping her eyes around the living room in hopes of spotting Ethan out in the open. But she had no such luck. That little bastard was hiding from her. And she knew exactly why.

"Ethan…" She called out softly, moving deeper into the house, her overnight bag falling softly to the floor. She received no answer though.

She checked the kitchen first, wondering if maybe he had started working on dinner a bit early, but she found the small room empty. Moving down the hallway she checked the office, empty as well, and she could tell that the bathroom would bare the same results. Then she noticed it. His bedroom door was closed. And she all of a sudden felt like she couldn't breath.

Reaching for the knob, she opened the door slowly, her eyes peering into the room, but she had no time to react because the next thing she knew her back was against the closed door and Ethan's hands were on her hips, pinning her down softly.

"I've been trying to come up with ways to get back at you for earlier." He whispered, his lips going to her neck as his hands made their way under her shirt, pushing her bra to the side as he ran his thumb along her nipple. "So far I haven't thought of anything good though." He moved his lips to hers, kissing her hard as he pressed her to the door with his hips, his other hand moving to slide beneath the waistband of her yoga pants.

"Is that so?" She whispered, her hands reaching around to cup his erection through his jeans. She felt like a horny teenager about to get it on with the quarter back under the bleachers. Ethan kissed her again, hard, and his tongue wasted no time running along her lips as he slid his fingers down through her curls.

"You got me going you know?" He pulled back to eye her lustfully as he slid a finger inside her, and she couldn't help the moan that left her mouth. "I haven't been able to think straight all fucking day." He growled, moving his lips to her ear where he nipped roughly, his finger stroking her in all the right ways.

She bucked against him, her hands going to roam over his back, pushing at his shirt roughly. She stopped when she heard the front door open and when Ethan pressed a finger to her lips to silence her she nipped at him playfully. They waited for a soft voice, but it never came. Instead the door opened and closed again quietly, and they both let out a breath.

"Sorry." She wasn't sorry, not at all, but then he slid another finger into her and kissed her roughly and she forgot all about their earlier conversation. She knew she wasn't going to last long and she hated it. "That was never my intention." She mouthed against his lips and when he ran his thumb over her core she kissed him hard to drown out her moans of pleasure.

"Sure it wasn't." He growled back, grinding his hips against hers. He kissed her hard one last time and then he pulled back, removing his fingers from within her and dropping his hand from her bare breast. He pushed back from her, ignoring her clawing hands, and leaned down to her ear where he whispered. "Minx." And then he was gone. He disappeared through the door as quick as she had entered and that was it.

"Bastard." She muttered under her breath, her hands going to adjust her bra back into place, smoothing her shirt down over it when she was done. She couldn't believe him. He was going to pay for this.

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