Sorry it took so long, but here it is....

Phoebe walked into her office, and plopped down on her chair. She wanted to disappear. She grabbed her cell phone, and looked at the screen. "2 missed calls" it read, they were both from Miles. She gently set it back down. She felt so incredibly guilty. She had just slept with another man, granted, technically he was still her husband, but she was with Miles.

And Miles was so sweet, and caring, and sweet... but Cole, Cole had been amazing. She couldn't stop thinking about him. She kept getting hot flashes of Cole and her, just going at it like bunnies, it was frustrating... and a little nice. But no! She said to herself, you are with Miles, you love him. Cole loved her. STOP THINKING ABOUT COLE!

She didn't know what to do, so she got up from her desk gathered her things and walked out the door. "I'm working from home, if I get any calls, tell them I'm there" she said, as she briskly past by her. She got speedily in her car, just trying to get away from everything, from Cole. In her mind, she could still see everything he did to her, the glorious moment she had just shared with him, how his chest had somehow become more muscular, and his arms were much more.. perfect.

Phoebe slammed on the brakes, she almost ran over a cat. "what the hell is happening to me?" she asked, as she blasted on the air conditioner and wiped the beads of sweat that had formed on her forehead. She needed to get him our of her head, out her body. She could still feel him coursing through her, making his way slowly, agonizingly into her soul. The only way to take him out, was with a pair of tweezers, a pair of Miles tweezers.

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Cole returned to his apartment after leaving Phoebe, in a fit of Rage. He wanted to destroy everything in sight, but couldn't. His house, his couch, his home, was tainted of her smell, and he would never want to destroy that. That beautiful scent of vanilla and Candies perfume. He collapsed on the couch and inhaled deeply, it was all Phoebe. Even though she laid there for 15 minutes, it now, belonged to her.

That was just like Phoebe, when she touched something, it immediately became hers. That's what happened to him. The moment she first touched him, he knew that there was no turning back, he was hooked. He still is. He grunted deeply, more out of despair than spite. Because he knew, that she was no longer his, contrary of how he had felt while making love to her. He felt that she was his completely.

He felt there was no Miles, there was no girl of the night, there was just possession, possession of each other, an a complete withdrawal of passion that he could only achieve with her. He rolled over on the couch and smiled. She had been amazing, as usual. Her body, everything about her, the way she undressed him, the way she touched him... Cole was pulled out of his thoughts by the sound of the telephone ringing. He let the machine get.

"hey, this is Cole, I'm not in, but uh, leave a message.... beep" he heard, than he heard a woman's voice. "Cole, this is Sarah... I was just calling cause well, you haven't called... I was wondering if we could get together, call me" the woman's voice said. Cole sat up. "who the hell is Sarah?" he asked out loud. He searched in his mind... Sarah, Sarah, ohh, Sarah, nice, petite, great lay he said chuckling to himself. "I might just give this Sarah a call" he said, searching for her number on the caller ID

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Phoebe walked into Mile's office. He was sitting at his desk, correcting some papers. "hey handsome" she said sweetly. She really did like Miles. Miles looked up and smiled. "well, if it isn't miss disappear–from-my-office-and-not-tell-my-boyfriend" he said, getting up and walking toward her. "I went out for coffee" she said, wrapping her arms around his neck. "hmm, coffee" he said, kissing her. Phoebe felt a tang of guilt as she kissed him. All she could think of was Cole.

Miles gently lifted her off the floor and set her on top of the desk. Cole would have ravished her on the floor. "Professor, are we allowed to do this?" she said, she once played a game of student and teacher with Cole once. She was the student trying to get an A. She got an A+. "yes, of course" Miles said, opening her legs slightly. All she heard was Cole's sexy deep voice, and all she could feel was Cole's finger's playing with her. Cole's tongue in her mouth, Cole's hand unbuttoning her blouse, Cole's pants unzipping, Cole's chest, Cole's di.... Her thoughts were interrupted by a groan from Miles. Was that it? She asked herself.

"I have to get back to work darling" he said, zipping up his pants. She nodded and buttoned her shirt "yeah, me too.." she said, hiding her disappointment, "I'll be at home" she said happily, "are we going out tonight?" he asked, "oh, honey, Piper asked me to help her out at the club tonight... I'm gonna pull a Tom cruise thing" she said winking. She would love to pull Tom Cruise's thing. What the hell was wrong with her? It was like everything was about sex. "well, maybe I'll swing by, I hear the club is very nice... just like the bartenders" he said sweetly. She smiled and waved a quick goodbye. She had to get out of there.

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Cole dialed Sarah's number, a woman picked up. "yes, with Sarah please" he asked, "this is her" she said, "Hi Sarah, it's Cole, I just got your message" he said seductively. "Hi Cole, how are you?" she asked, "I'm good... listen, uh, would you like to go out tonight, I know this great club, it's called P3..." he said. The ball was in his court now.

TBC...