*WARNING: This chapter contains very strong sexual content*

I woke up the next morning, still in Elliot's arms. I studied his face, his jaw line and pouty lips. I smiled as I broke into a yawn, looking over at the digital clock. Seven in the morning! That means I only got a few hours of sleep. I was one of those people that once they were awake, they couldn't go back to sleep.

I slipped out of bed and it was freezing. I went over to the thermostat, in hopes of it working and turned it.

"Yes!" I said as the heat came on. I went over to the fridge, opening it and it was barren. "Hm." I bit my lip.

"Eggs and milk that are still good….bread…I can make French toast!" There was even syrup, this was obviously meant to be.

I quickly whipped it up as Elliot came out, rubbing his eyes.

"Good morning!" I said, probably a little too excited.

"Hey." He smiled.

"I made breakfast, if you're interested?" He looked at me, which made me feel self-conscious. I was used to men staring me down, but when it was someone I knew…or cared about it was different.

I had taken a brief look in the mirror and threw my hair up into ponytail….shoot! He was uneasy because I didn't have pants or a bra on.

"Great, one of my favorites." He walked over and sat down.

"Let me get dressed, sorry! I totally forgot." I scratched my neck as I walked away.

I came back out and sat down with him and we began eating.

"What time does work start?" I asked as I sat criss-cross on the chair.

"Nine, which is weird." He picked up his glass of milk and took a sip.

"That is. Do you like your job?" He looked straight at me, causing my heart to beat a little faster. Oh no, I have feelings for him.

"No. I hate it. You're the first person I've ever told that to." He looked ahead, pensively.

"I'm sorry. Have you ever thought of looking for a new company to work for?" He shook his head.

"It pays the bills and I know what to expect, so I can handle it right now."

I opened my mouth and there was a loud knock at the door.

"Elliot? I got your stuff!" It was a woman's voice.

"Shayla?" He whispered.

"Sorry, just a second" He walked towards the door and opened it as the girl just pushed by him, letting herself in.

"Oh! You have company? Sorry. Here, you can pay me later." She handed him two vials. Was he a drug addict?

"I'm Shayla!" Her voice broke me out of my thought.

"I'm Maisy. An old friend of Elliot's. Nice to meet you." I smiled at her.

"I was actually just about to head out, I'll leave you two!" I quickly put our dishes in the sink and slipped my shoes on.

"Wait, you don't have to leave, Maisy." Elliot lightly placed his hand on my shoulder.

"I'll see you later, ok? Have a good day guys." I grabbed my purse and left.

"Bye!" Shayla said, happily.

I couldn't have feelings for Elliot. I didn't have time for a relationship right now. I wanted to focus on possibly applying to different art schools. Just get him out of your mind, Maisy…and he's obviously into drugs and is probably sleeping with that girl. I shook it off and grabbed a taxi, I texted Angela, seeing if she wanted to get lunch later.

Tonight would be my first night at work, so I had some time to burn. My phone vibrated and I checked it, it was Angela responding with a yes. I sighed looking out the window.

"Ma'am, here we are."

"Thanks!" I said as I got out. I walked up a few flight of stairs, dropping my keys at my door.

"Ugh!"

"Here, let me grab that for you." A deep voice said.

"Thank you, you didn't have to do that." I blushed, it was an older man with a beautiful smile.

"Well, it seemed like you were having a rough morning already, so I figured I could help you out." He ran his tongue over his perfect teeth.

He had a peppered beard growing in that matched his messy hair. It looked like he had gotten back from a run and he looked quite fit.

"I'm Ezra, your neighbor." He unzipped his jacket, taking it off. His arms were covered in tattoos, which I liked.

"I'm Maisy, just moved here from Massachusetts." I shook his hand.

"I hope to be seeing you around. Let me know if you need anything." He wetted his lips, smiling. Good God, was he gorgeous.

"Thank you, it was nice meeting you." He chuckled and shut his door.

I flopped on my bed, it felt like fire was burning in my stomach. I closed my eyes momentarily and my phone vibrated, there was a text from an unknown number.

Hey, just wanted to say thank you for everything and sorry that Shayla busted through this morning. Hope to see you soon. –Elliot

I broke out into a huge grin and squealed into my pillow. I got up, undressed and showered. I got out, looking at myself in the mirror, tattoos scattered here and there. I actually liked my body, which I find is rare, I had a large butt and breasts, but a small waist. I had gotten my nipples pierced a few years ago for the hell of it, but I ended up liking the way they looked, so kept them.

I blow dried my hair and did space buns, loosely curling the rest. I did my makeup and grabbed what I would be wearing for work. It was a black, lace, what looked like a halter top, and a matching thong as well as thigh high tights. I put on a plaid, red skirt that went just above the knees and a black, crop topped sweater. I put on a jean jacket that had pins and patches on it and slipped on some heeled, black combat boots. I needed to get my nails done, so headed out.

A little French bulldog ran out, jumping up, I squatted down.

"My goodness, aren't you just adorable!" I scratched his ears as he began to spin in circles and playfully bark at me.

"Who's a good boy?"

"Zeus? Now, what did I tell ya about sneaking out! Sorry about that, Maisy." Ezra picked him up as Zeus licked his face.

"No need to be sorry, I love animals!" I scratched the pups head.

"Well, I know who to go to if I need a dog sitter." He winked at me.

"Oh yeah! I do charge a lot, though." I smiled at him as he looked me up and down.

"What do you say to having dinner at my place tonight? Like a welcome to the neighborhood kind of thing?"

"I would love to, but I work nights. My next day off will be Monday, does that work for you?" I looked up at him, his dazzling smile, he had just showered so smelt amazing too.

"Works for me doll, I'll see you then."

I walked down the steps, feeling quite excited. I didn't really want anything serious right now, so this would just be something fun. I got my nails done, as well as a good wax and had a few hours to kill before lunch. I had taken my sketch book with me so decided to sit in the park and do a few drawings. After, I got a taxi and went to meet up with Ange. I texted her that I was waiting for her and to my dismay came down with Ollie. Of course she was one of those girls that couldn't function without her boyfriend. I internally rolled my eyes.

"Is it ok if Ollie and Elliot come? He'll be down in a second." At least Elliot was coming.

"Of course!" I forced a smile.

"Wow, you look great! Where are you off to?" Angela gave Ollie a death glare and nudged him in the chest.

"Shit, sorry! I'm surprised Elliot's joining us. He never goes out with anyone. Wonder what changed his mind." He rubbed his chest.

"Hey!" I smiled at Elliot.

"Hello." He smiled shyly.

"There's this new place down the street, come on." Ollie said, "Walk with me, buddy." He said to Elliot as he reluctantly did.

"Is there something going on between you two?" Angela hissed.

"No! We just talked last night, that's all…and I slept over too, but no big deal." She looked at me, shocked.

"What? On the couch?" I shook my head,.

"Nothing sexual happened! He was just having a rough night." She looked at me, jealously burning in her eyes.

"You're here for one day and he's already talking to you more than me? What the hell?" Elliot looked back at me, desperation in his eyes.

"It's not my fault." I quickly mouthed sorry to him. She huffed and walked next to Ollie as Elliot walked next to me, his hand grazing over mine

"Sorry." He said, looking ahead.

"So, are you and Shayla dating?"

"No. I sleep with her every once in a while and that's it."

"She obviously thinks it's more than that, El." I smiled at him, hitting my shoulder into his.

"Here we are, ladies first!" Ollie opened the door as we walked into a Mexican restaurant.

We sat down, as I sat across from Elliot who pulled his hood back and ruffled his hair, causing me to smile.

"What?" He said, dumb founded.

"Nothing!" I lightly kicked him under the table.

"Hey!"

"Ok, what's going on between you two? Did you hook up last night?" Angela asked impatiently.

"No!" Elliot and I said at the same time.

"I've never seen you like this, Elliot. And why would you talk with her when you have me? I'm always here for you."

"I know. It was just because she had stopped by to drop off my license." Angela was acting like a jealous girlfriend. She had to have feelings for him. Ollie watched, but seemed entertained by the whole thing.

I could feel my face burning red, I hated when girls got catty. There was no point to it and I was no threat. She just always had to be the center of attention though.

"I need to use the restroom." I said getting up, I really just needed to cool off. I stood in the hallway, taking deep breaths.

"Hey, you ok?" It was Elliot.

"Is it ok if we talk without the supervision of Angela?" He looked at me, it felt like his eyes could see into my soul.

"Sorry. I just forgot how annoying she could be." I looked at him with puppy dog eyes, butterflies fluttering in my stomach.

"I like talking to you…I think you're good for me, Maisy." He moved closer to me.

"We'll just have to meet in private, love!" I said theatrically as I stroked his cheek, he laughed…I loved his laugh. It was rare, but something I missed hearing.

"We better get back out." I said breathily as my hand lingered on his cheek.

"Yeah."

"I'll go first, don't want things to look suspicious." I walked by him and sat with Angela and Ollie.

"Everything ok?" She asked.

"Yeah, my period just came on very heavily. I've never had that happen before." I sipped on my water and they smiled awkwardly.

After lunch we walked back.

"Hey, if you're up tonight around three, want to come over and watch Back to the Future?" I whispered to Elliot as Angela shot me a glare.

"Yeah. I'd like that." I grabbed his finger, squeezing it and smiled at him.

"I'll see you guys later!" I yelled.

"Good luck with your period!" Angela yelled as I flipped her off.

I went home and decided to take a quick nap. I was awoken by my phone, yet again buzzing, but it was good timing because I had to get ready for work.

Hey, sorry for being such a bitch today. I'm just protective over Elliot and miss him as a friend. You guys are obviously allowed to hangout without me. I just made a big deal and it wasn't necessary.

"Whatever, bitch."

I put Queen on and put heavier makeup on and packed a wig and some heels. I threw my hair up and put some denim skinny jeans on and a long, leopard print jacket with some knee high boots.

"Well, holy shit! Where are you off to? You look amazing." Ezra leaned in his doorway and was cooking.

"What I can tell you is that whatever you're cooking smells amazing!" I smiled at him.

"Don't worry, you'll get a taste of it on Monday." He loosened his tie. He was wearing a suit and looked very handsome.

"See ya!" I strutted away and looked over my shoulder as I laughed, causing him to laugh.

"You're fucking sexy no matter what, darling!" He purred.

I arrived at my new place of employment, which was in a nicer part of New York, where rich business men would go….like Ezra perhaps? I took off my jeans and jacket and put a light pink wig on.

"You must be the new girl, I'm Honey!" A woman said with a strong New York accent.

"Hey, I'm Rose."

"How long you been dancing?"

"Almost four years, you?" I watched her as she got ready. She was beautiful, she had light brown skin, doe like eyes and big lips.

"About the same! Cool! You'll love this place, great tips and all the girls are pretty nice! You're next to go on stage, in a few minutes!"

"Thanks!" I smiled at her.

The night went by quickly and I made the most I ever had in one night. I had an hour left and texted Elliot.

We still on? (:

"You texting your boyfriend?" Honey asked.

"N-no!" She laughed.

"You're interested in him. He'd be crazy not to like you." She pulled her fake lashes off.

"Shit, I need to go back out! See you tomorrow?" I asked, slipping my heels back on.

"Yup! Bye!"

I walked out and was surprised to see Ezra. My heart started racing and we made eye contact, why'd I keep running into this guy? Was he stalking me?

"Rose, that man over there wants a private dance. Willing to pay fifteen hundred dollars, what do you say? That's for fifteen minutes, by the way."

"Sure." I looked over at him as he smirked.

I stood outside the curtain he was behind and took a deep breath, pulling it aside.

"Fuck. I didn't think you could be anymore fucking sexy, but I was wrong!" He leaned back, biting his lip.

"I don't know what you're talking about, sir." I smiled maliciously as I straddled him and grinded into his pelvis.

"Mmm!" I leaned my head back, placing my arms on his shoulders as he placed his hands on my hips.

I removed my top, running my hands over my breasts and placing light kisses on his neck.

"Fuck." He moaned.

"You do this for every client?" He asked as his hand cupped my breast.

"No." I shook my head, biting my lip as I grinded on his erect dick. I turned around as he slapped my ass and bit my ear.

"Oh God!" I muttered as his hand traveled below my underwear.

"God damn, you are wet, doll!" He said, his voice rough and low.

"That comes as a surprise to you?" I slid down him and he rubbed my clit. I was already close to coming.

I faced him again and unbuttoned his shirt, running my hands across his chest.

"I want you, darling." He panted as he slipped a finger into my soaked mound.

"Oh fuck!" I bounced up and down.

"Rose, times up!" The curtain flew open.

"Hey, no hands on the girls! You ok?" He asked as I reluctantly got up, I hadn't finished.

"Y-yeah." Ezra seductively smiled and walked out.

"Here's your cut, great job tonight, we'll see you tomorrow!"

I walked out, checking my phone….no response from Elliot. A jet black Lamborghini pulled up.

"Need a ride, sweetheart?"

"If it's no trouble." I said leaning in.

"Not at all." He opened the door as I got in.

"This is a beautiful car!" I said, looking around.

"You like it? That's fucking great." He placed his hand on my thigh and rubbed it aggressively. I breathed in deeply and my phone vibrated, Elliot!

Emergency at work came up, can't tonight.

"What, I'm not entertaining enough to you now?"

"Sorry." I ran my hand below his pants, grabbing his shaft and stroking it.

"Fuck, baby!" He gripped onto the steering wheel as we pulled up to our complex.

"The elevator finally works!" I grabbed his hand and pulled him in as he hungrily kissed me and pinned me up against the wall. The elevator stopped and we heard a gasp.

"Sorry, Ms. Ingersoll." Ezra smirked as he slapped my butt.

"Inappropriate behavior, you are too old for that!" And at that the elevator doors shut. I giggled as he opened his door.

"Wait, you're not married, are you?"

"Nope!" He said as he kissed my neck and pushed me inside.

"Hey, Zeus!"

I said patting him on the head. He barked and walked back over to his bed. I looked around Ezra's place and it was decorated very nicely. He definitely had a lot of money, which wasn't important to me. We tore our clothes off.

"Can I take a quick shower?"

"Darling, we can fuck in the shower." He turned it on as we both got in. There was a bench and I sat him down as I lathered myself in soap, teasing him. I sat on his dick and gasped as our lips met.

"Fuck, you feel so good, baby." He grunted as he thrusted up into me.

"I'm coming!" I said as rode him quickly.

"Oh God, Ezra!" I got off him and bent over, resting my arms where he sat and he got behind me, pumping in and out. My walls tightened around his large shaft and I came all over him, he pulled out, coming on my back.

I turned around and kissed him.

"That was fucking amazing." He said on my lips as my whole body tingled. We got out, drying off and I began to collect my clothes.

"What, you don't want to stay the rest of the night?" He grabbed me ad wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I don't want to over stay my welcome." I leaned into him.

"You won't be, sweet heart. Let's get some sleep." He pulled on my earlobe.

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled my back to his body. This didn't feel the same as when I was with Elliot. It was just something to do as horrible as it sounded, Ezra probably felt the same way.