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* *Chapter 7 **

"Keep playing games."

"Mr. Turner today came a journalist with a lawsuit. He left his file here for you to check it out." Sara said.
"Oh, no!" He complained, "You know how much I hate those journalist's lawsuits. Tell him that I'm busy, or that I'm dead, I don't know, make something up."
"Alright. I'm sorry, Mr. Turner. I should have known before take the file. I promise it won't happen again." She sincerely apologized.
"Oh, don't worry, Sara. It's not that bad." He said.
"Ok, so I'll just call to The Bay Mirror and let him know..." Sara started and Cole cut her off.
"Bay Mirror? You said Bay Mirror?" He asked her.
"Yes. The Bay Mirror." She repeated.
"Let me check that." He commanded.
"But you said..." She said confused.
"Just let me check it." He asked gently and she handed him the file.
"Call him and tell him I'll take the case." He said with a smile. A plan started to form in his mind.
"Okay." She nodded.

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"I'll call you back." Phoebe said to Paige before she hung up to phone.
Elise had just come in Phoebe's office, without knocking before of course.
"You have a cocktail tomorrow night at the Hilton hotel." She said with her cold usual tone.
Phoebe sighed; she wasn't in the mood to go to a cocktail.
"What is this cocktail for?" She asked.
"It's a kind of Charity event, there will be some famous people from our town and of course some reporters from "The San Francisco Daily" will be there too, that's why you have to go there." She explained.
"I don't..." Phoebe started but Elise cut her off and said: "You go or I'll fire you." With that she left the office and Phoebe sighed even more.
She really didn't want to go to this Cocktail; cocktails always suck; you have to be perfect and smile all the night, too boring. Beside, she was really tired, she hadn't slept during a whole night since Cole came back from Chicago, she was still obsessed about him and as usual, every time she was closing her eyes she was thinking about him.
She yawned and tried to concentrate on her work, but it wasn't easy, she was still thinking about Cole and having fantasies about him. Suddenly there was a commotion out site Phoebe's office, when she took a better view, her jaw dropped for what she saw.
"Oh my God!" She said.
"Cole's here!" She said cheerfully.
And nervously took off her glasses and tried to fix her hair and her make up.
'I can't believe he came to see me.' She though.
And then she quickly stood in her office's door. But she got mad when Cole didn't come to her. But he was flirting with every woman he saw at the paper's office.
"Hey beautiful." He said to a red haired woman as was passing. She smiled.
"Hey handsome." She replied and kept walking.
Then Elise passed him.
"Elise? Hi." He said.
"I got to say that women like you could just be compared with a fine wine. Both get better with the time" He complimented her.
She smiled.
"Thank you." She said and kept walking.
'Wow, how can Phoebe divorce this guy?' She thought.
"Goodbye ma belle." He said.
When Elise returned to her office her assistant asked her curious as they stared at Cole's direction
"Elise, who's the Tall, dark, gorgeous right there?" She asked.
"That's Cole Turner. He's an attorney. And Phoebe's husband." She replied and suspired when she saw him.
"What? How can that slut be married to that hottie?" She questioned and looked at him again. "He's so hot... and is a lawyer..." She added to herself and suspired as well.
"Well, some women have luck like her and not all of them know how to keep it. They're divorce." Elise commented.
"What? Who would divorce a man like that?" The assistant asked.
"You got me." Her boss replied.
Phoebe rushed out of her office and walked straight towards Cole. As he was still flirting, she grabbed his hand and forced him to turn towards her. She wrapped her arms around her neck and kissed him.
"Hey baby, I'm glad you came here." She said to him. She didn't want the girls of the paper to think he was single.
"It doesn't seem like they're not together." Elise's assistant commented as she saw the scene.
"Sometimes I think the girl is nuts." Elise replied.
Then Phoebe dragged him in her office and closed the door.
"What are you doing here?" She asked, he could see the angry expression on her face.
"I'm here because one of the journalist working for the Bay Mirror came to my office with a lawsuit." He explained.
"I don't care about what you're doing here, why were you flirting around like that?" She asked as she was becoming angrier.
"Well... I'm a single man and even if I really like Sara, my assistant I can look around to find another chick to spend the night with." He said
He looked at the window and added: "And looks like I can do my little shopping here..."
"What about me?" Phoebe asked.
"What do they have that I don't have?" She asked again, without looking at her, Cole could know that what he said hurt her.
"They never said I was an evil bastard." He said coldly.
"Besides, that in the Variation is the pleasure." He added.
'That was too much.' He thought.
He turned back to face her and saw she was looking down, in fact she was sad.
Cole was embarrassed here, he didn't mean to hurt her or make her sad, what he just said and did was a part of his plan, of his game. Now he wanted to hold her in his arms and to comfort her. He noticed, she wasn't looking good, she was probably tired.
"I think you better go Cole." She added, still looking at the floor. She was really hurt by his comments.
"Phoebe..." He said but she cut him off and said: "Just go."
He walked towards the door, not really happy of what he just did to her.
"Nancy, third desk near the door is single." Phoebe said.
He opened the door but Phoebe stopped him and kissed him passionately, in the same time she was running her fingers through his hair and messed them up.
"But... I don't think she'll be able to give you want you want, what you like or what you need." She added as she let him go.
Cole went off of Phoebe's office and smiled.
'What a kiss.' He thought.

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"Mr. Turner, don't forget the cocktail at the Hilton hotel tomorrow night." Sara reminded Cole.
"Oh, yeah thanks Sara." He replied.
"I'd like to know who would be there. Maybe I won't even go." He said under his breath to himself, but loud enough for Sara to hear.
The truth was that he found this kind of parties borings and annoying, because he had to dress well, spend the night smiling and shaking hands with people he doesn't even know. For him Cocktails just sucks! He didn't notice that Sara had left the office; he just went back to his paperwork.
In less than 20 minutes later Sara came back.
"Excuse me, Mr. Turner. I think you'd like to check this." She said as she gave him a paper.
"What is it?" He asked.
"The Cocktail's guest list." She said smiling.
"Bu- but… how-how did you do to..." He questioned, surprised.
"Well, I have a friend who has a friend…and well, I made some calls and here it is." She replied very proudly
"But I mentioned it like 10 minutes ago." He commented.
"I didn't even think you have heard it." He added.
He was more surprised with days by the efficiency that Sara worked with.
"What can I say? It just takes a couple of minutes for a e-mail to be sent and received." She explained.
"Thank you." He said.
"I think you'll find something interesting." She said with a grin.
"What do you mean?" He questioned curious.
"Look at the mark I made on the top of the page." She told him.
"Phoebe is gonna be there?" He asked.
"Phoebe Halliwell isn't it? The Bay Mirror. She's at the guest list. And she's already confirmed her assistance." Sara informed him.
"This gets better." He stated with a smile. "Confirm my assistance. I'll go too."
"Okay." she simply said and was about to leave.
"Sara..." He called for her.
"Yeah?" She stared at him.
"You'll go with me." He commanded.
"What? Oh, come on. I already have plans..." She complained. "That's why I don't go although I got an invitation too."
"Please, just for a couple hours." He begged.
"Tomorrow will be Alex's mother's birthday. I really need to be in good terms with my future mother-in-law." She said.
"Please." He said again.
"Alright, but I'll leave early. I'll ask Alex to pick me up." She agreed.
"It's great. Thank you."
"I'll help you and I also can introduce you some friends of mine that will be there. So, you'll have company anyway once I go." She said.
"Great." He nodded.
His plan was going great. The truth was that Sara was being very helpful. They really were getting along great. They were becoming good friends. They really helped each other. Sara was practically an open book, she was a great person, very sweet and with intentions to help who ever that might need of her. Although she would never admit it the game she was helping Cole with was kind of fun for her. Of course, they would never come in something or in an affair. She was so much in love with his fiancé and had so much illusions in her soon white wedding. In the other hand, Cole was so hung up on Phoebe that he didn't have space for someone else, so him or her just could see each other as a friend. Sara felt him more than a friend who she usually gave emotional support and advice than a boss. And Cole sees her as a person from he could learn so many things. Their friendship was becoming closer with the days.

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The same day Cole came back home late, it was almost 11pm. He had to work on a hard case and he wanted to win it, that's why he'd worked late on it. He threw is jacket on the couch and walked in he bedroom.
"Of course." He said when he saw Phoebe lying on his bed. She was wearing a pair of jean and a sleeveless top. He hadn't thought she would be here but he should have thought she would be there; she was always there.
He looked at her and she looked asleep.
'It's just one more trick, once I'll approach the bed, she'll jump on me.' He thought.
He walked towards the bed and was surprised that Phoebe didn't move. He knelt down next to the bed and looked at her. She was sleeping peacefully. Cole smiled, she was beautiful, although she was just wearing a jean, not a beautiful skirt or a robe but she was simply beautiful. He liked when she was just wearing a jean, she was natural and he loved it. He slowly brushed her hair, careful not to wake her. His heart was telling him to let his feelings take the best of him, to stop his little game and to be with her again. He kissed her on the lips but she didn't stir.
The problem was that his brain was telling him to go on with his game. He sighed, he wanted her to stay but she couldn't, he had to wake her up and to tell her to go, otherwise she would think he had fell again.
"Phoebe, wake up." He said as he shook her.
She moaned and said, without opening her eyes: "Cole?"
"Yeah, it's me, now get up and go, you can't stay here." He told her.
"Let me stay here please, it's the only place were I can rest a little." She whispered, her eyes half-opened.
She was looking very tired, her face was pale, very pale.
"Please." She begged in a whisper as she closed her eyes.
Obviously, she wasn't here to try to seduce him, she just wanted to sleep.
"Okay, you can stay." He finally said. Cole's game was important for him but Phoebe's health was more important.
He was about to get up but Phoebe whispered: "Cole."
He looked at her and said: "What is it?"
"Where are you going?" She asked.
"I'll go to sleep." He replied and headed out of the room.
"Hold me please, I swear I won't try anything, I'll just sleep." She said.
As he didn't answered she said: "I'll feel better in your arms, please stay."
"Phoebe, it's late and I'm very tired, I don't wanna fight, you sleep. I'll sleep in the guest room." He said and left.
Phoebe was too tired to argue too, so she just continued sleeping as well. At least she found sleep in this bed. She loved the Cole's smell in it. In this bed they had shared unforgettable times. Where still rested the memory of the both of them loving each other.
In the other room, Cole just undressed and got in the bed, he was so tired that some minutes later he had fallen asleep. He got out of his own bedroom as soon as he could when Phoebe was asleep there. He didn't know himself if he would be strong enough to keep rejecting Phoebe over and over again.

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When Cole got up the next morning, he went in his bedroom where Phoebe was still sleeping. He looked at her and smiled, she was really beautiful. He smiled even more when he saw that she was holding a pillow in her arms.
He quietly walked next to her and pulled the pillow away from her. He laid down in front of her. He couldn't help it, he needed to stay with her for a moment, and the good thing was that as she was sleeping, she wouldn't know it.
He watched her sleeping for a while and then a huge smile appeared over his face. He wanted to have some fun.
He slowly slid his hands under her top and started caressing her side.
A the moment, he didn't know if he was doing it to make Phoebe crazy, for his little game, or if it was because he wanted her, because he needed to be with her.
He knew he was playing with fire here, he knew he could fall for her at every moment.
'You're strong Turner, you won't fall, not now.' He said to himself.
He gently kissed her on the cheek and whispered: "Phoebe, time to get up."
Phoebe moaned but didn't stir.
Cole started kissing her on the lips.
Phoebe woke up but didn't move, she just let him kiss her.
Cole knew Phoebe was now awake and aware of what he was doing to her that's why he decided to make his kiss a little more passionate.
When she started to respond to his kisses, Cole took all his strength and pulled away from her.
"Now get up." He coldly said.
Before Phoebe could realize what just happened, Cole got up and walked away.
"Cole?" She called for him and got not answer.
"Cole?" She said and then she got out of bed and followed him to the living room.
He kept walking and didn't turn to face her. He came in the kitchen and she followed him. "What's wrong with you?" She yelled.
"In one moment you're rejecting me and flirting around and the next you're kissing me?" She said angrily.
"Well, it's like what you did to me... First we were so much in love, we got married, you vanquished me and oh… left me in the demonic wasteland, then you signed those damn divorce papers and now you want me again..." He replied.
Phoebe sighed and said: "Cole, how many times will I have to tell you that I'm sorry about this... I love you and I want you back."
"That's what I was saying." He said.
"Now you want me back." He added.
"But we can't be together, because according to you I'm evil...besides I'm having so much fun like this, I mean I'm single I can have all the women I want and screw around with a different girl every time I want to." He said.
She became even more pissed and disgusted by his words.
'How many women had been with Cole after me?' She desperately asked herself.
'How many bitches touched him where just me used to touch him? How many whores kissed him where I used to kiss him?' All this was killing her and all just was adding to her anger.
"How long are you going to play this game Cole?" She asked.
Cole laughed.
"Playing? Are you kidding me? I'm not the one who came over to your house only wearing lingerie, I'm not the one who is stalking you everywhere you go, I'm not the one calling countless time to your office. I'm not the who follows you at strangers' trials, Ralph Lauren's and Men stores, supermarkets..." He said.
"Alright, I get the point." She cut him off.
"But you're the one who turns me on and pushes me away. Why don't you just stop doing that?" Phoebe asked.
"Okay, fine, I won't do it again, I swear I'll stop kissing you." He said with a smile.
"No!" Phoebe almost yelled.
"It's not what I meant, you can kiss me all over again but stop rejecting me, please." She begged
"I'm just an evil freak or an evil bastard...? What did you say? Maybe both, I don't remember, but anyway, we can't be together, I'm sure you said this one, so I think you better leave." He said as she pushed her towards the door.
"You know what, sometimes you just freak me out Cole Turner." She said.
"I know, that's why you call me freak... Goodbye now." He replied and closed the door.
"I'll be back!" She yelled from out site once the door was closed.
He sighed, he was alone, one more minute with her could have been lethal. He loved when she was angry and even if he had been mean to her, he wanted to kiss her.
'Oh god, this is very dangerous.' He said to himself.
'I'm slowly falling in my own game one more time.' He reproached to himself.
He remembered how it happened the first time when The Triad sent him to kill the Charmed Ones and started his plan getting close to Phoebe to use her. He made her fall for him and in the end he was the one in love.
"I'm getting weaker." He stated when he analyzed his situation.
"Just like the first time." The phone interrupted his meditations.
"Hello?" He picked up.
"Mr. Cole Turner?"
"Yes." He replied.
"I'm calling from the Dry Cleaner. Your tuxedo is ready. You can pick it up anytime. We'll close at 8 p.m." The female voice said.
"Oh, Good. I'll go later. Thank you." He said and hung up.
He smiled and comforted himself when he remembered about the Cocktail that night.
"Yes, Phoebe, we'll have some fun tonight." He said with an 'almost' evil smile, and thinking about that he started to get ready for work.

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