Okay hi there!

The reason this is rated R is because I am in the mood to write about some kinky stuff and even though you're checking the level of maturity I want you to know that their will be some sex talk so buckle up. so if you're not 18 then turn back if you want right here!

Disclaimer: I'm just borrowing the concept to try my hand at writing romances, i own no familiar characters.

Love yous.

Sasha

Chapter 2: Meeting Fantasy.

Lily was hot and sweaty and she was just nearly run over by a man in a jeep. She looked over to where the man had stopped. Well at least he had stopped. But then she scrutinized him through her dark glasses because she had to be sure he wasn't some kind of psycho and no well as far as she could see anyway. Thing was she was stupid to forget her wand in her hotel room. After all she hardly thought she needed it.

'Hi there.' The strange but really cute man said as he stood up in his jeep, he sounded British. Well cute really didn't cut it. According to Laurel—if she had been there—he would have been classified as hot and sexy. The snug black T-shirt he had on actually shifted her breathing and she was getting weak just by ogling his biceps. Just thinking about what other things she could watch made her get all hot and bothered and her breath caught. Shaking her head to clear it she answered him calmly.

'Hello.' She said and smiled a little

'Do you need some help?' he asked. There was concern in his voice yet Lily wasn't at all sure she could trust him. 'I'm an auror—I mean I'm from Scotland Yard, what I had meant before was that the jeep's name was Auror.' Lily snorted that was a very lame excuse but she was surprised, she didn't think that she would find a magical person here, much less one from England. He really needed to work on his opening lines. She bet that he was so accustomed to saying he was an auror that he slipped up.

But on the other hand some muggles might actually be inclined to believe him, jeep and all. She really wanted to grin at his predicament but she had to play it cool. Somehow she wanted to touch him and that wasn't right. She never met him before and she didn't even know his name, so honestly feeling anything remotely towards him was probably just a fluke.

'You really need to come up with a better cover than that after blowing the fact that you're a wizard.' Lily informed him pertly and inspected him even more thoroughly since she walked a little closer, though her dark shades. With everything that's been happening you couldn't be sure which wizard to trust. But he was an auror she argued to herself. An auror wasn't supposed to be dangerous, at least not towards the innocent.

'That bad huh?' he said climbing down from his seat.

'Afraid so.' Lily told him her mouth turned up into a smile. Oh dear he really did look dishy up closer and those jeans does not help much.

'So you're a witch I take it?' he said pleasantly.

'Yes you take it right.' Lily said and swallowed, her throat even drier than it had been before.

'Well then I don't have to pretend to be a muggle at least around you.' He said with a whoosh of breath. 'See I find that a relief. Its hard trying to communicate something when you practically speak a different language.' He said and smiled.

Ah! He really needed to stop doing that, apparently he doesn't mind showing off his fine body but Lily did.

When Lily realised where her thoughts had headed she berated herself thoroughly. What was wrong with her? She needed to calm down. The bloke was just being nice and she was just being crazy. It had to be the lack of food and water. That had to be the reason. She was normally this unreasonable.

'Um its not that I'm not sociable but in need some water in me before I go stark raving mad.' She said returning his smile somewhat. Well she had hoped it was at least an endearing smile. She hadn't flirted in a while and she never was really good to begin with.

He laughed. 'It's no problem. I actually have a few bottles of water that came with the jeep. My boss had it stocked.' He said and pulled out a box form the back other jeep. By the time Lily had propped up the scooter she had and walked towards him he had already opened the box and pulled out a bottle of water for her. Thanking him gratefully she drank the entire thing.

'I um, don't have any food but I do have a chocolate frog stashed somewhere.' He said looking at her chug down the water.

'Do you really?' she asked so full of hope that he laughed. He tried not to stare but she was even prettier up close. Her pale skin was just beginning to tan and the loose curls about her neck, wet from sweat were cute.

'Yea I do.' He said and went in front for the frog. When he got it he handed it to her and he wondered once again what colour her eyes were. Was it blue like the ocean or brown like the sand? Was it green like the tree-covered mountains or grey like a cool slate? He couldn't see because her glasses were blocking them but his figures were itching to take them off. He wasn't so forward as to ask her to take it off.

She ate it with gusto and practically moaned as she savoured it. He wasn't exactly a chocolate person but he really wish it was him she was moaning about. Cutting off that thought right there was the best thing. He never really reacted to a woman quiet like this before. He didn't know her. She could be with Voldemort for all he knew.

'You didn't answer my question though. Just how long did you push that thing?' he asked concerned. She looked as though she was recovering from a marathon.

'Just about three miles. See I haven't been working out and well now my body is protesting, my main fault is that I don't get the time. I work the hours that married women don't get.'

'Hours?' he asked confused.

'Yes I'm a healer.' She said smiling and then warmed to her subject. 'It's a pretty decent job. Even though I have ungodly hours.'

'Could you work a different shift then?' he asked but she smiled.

'I suppose I could but I prefer working nights, it helps at least a couple mother go home to their children at the end of the day.'

'So you're not married?' James asked. She was a bit young but you never know, she might have already found her prince charming.

'Would I be here pushing a scooter by myself if I were married?' she asked pointedly and he laughed.

'Sorry about that, I would think however that you would be here with someone.' He said and wondered why she was alone.

Lily sighed and wondered if she should tell him. He was a stranger after all but she didn't know why but she trusted him a little.

'My best friend sent me on this trip. She seems to think that I need a vacation.' She answered finally.

'Do you think you need a vacation?' he asked and propped a foot on the bumper and leaned back.

'I suppose I do.' She said without going into detail. She didn't tell him that the stress was getting to her. That the world around them was making things difficult for muggle borns and muggle alike.

Sensing her withdrawal he decided to help her own then go back to his hotel room. He had no business getting mixed up with a woman who was so different from him and he could tell that she was different from him.

'Anyway, I forgot to give you my name. It's James Potter, would you like a ride back to your hotel?' He asked nodding towards her scooter. 'It doesn't look as though you can get that thing to move anywhere.'

Gratefully Lily sighed. 'I would like that thanks and my name is Lily Evans.' And stuck out her hands. James clasped it and shook it. His hands were large and warm. Made her wonder instantly how those hands would feel on her bare skin.

Her eyes quickly flew to meet his and she extricated her hand from his. She coloured at her thoughts and turned around quickly for her scooter.

So he affected her as she affected him. That was very interesting. Thing might work out after all.

He helped load her scooter onto the back of his jeep and climbed into the driver's side and waited for her to settle in properly before driving off.

When they pulled up to the hotel James climbed down and off loaded the jeep for her and set it on the ground. His hands brushed her and suddenly the sexual tension was so high that she felt a sing go through her. But it ended just as quickly when she pulled her hands away.

'Thank you.' She said and put her hands on the steering part of it. But then she looked at him. 'You have this sort of commanding aura about you.'

He grinned; from anyone else it would sound suggestive. He didn't know what it was about this woman she just seems so honest.

'I take you done respond well to commands?' he asked raising an eyebrow when she let the silences run out. He then shoved his hands into his pockets because he had this absurd idea to snatch her glasses off and get a better look at her eyes.

'Not a problem.' He said then smiled. 'How about a humble request? Would you mind going out for dinner with me?'

She laughed lightly. 'Somehow I'm thinking you didn't make it into the Auror service by being humble and unprepossessing.'

'I didn't say anything about being unprepossessing.' He slid his hand out then shifted a little as he realised the fit of his jeans. Wouldn't be too good for her to see that. 'Just a nice simple rescue and dinner.'

'Dinner? With me dressed like this?' she asked and she looked at him. It was a long time since she had felt that zing when she came close to a good-looking man. And dear sweet Merlin he really did give a good zing too. She looked at him. He was an auror, he was hardy going to attack her and besides it was just dinner. Things were definitely looking up since she got here. Dinner with a good-looking man was really starting to sound good.

'You look fine.' He said and she did, well to him. She looked more real somehow.

'Would you mind if I take a shower before we go?' she said then coloured when she thought of how suggestive that had sounded but to his credit he didn't mention it but what he did do was surprising. He reached up and took away her glasses and looked at her eyes.

'Um, yeah. Why did you do that?' she asked because he was staring intently at her. His hand reached out and cupped the back of her head and said, 'I had to see if I was right.' He whispered as his thumb traced her lower lip. She shivered slightly. 'About what?' she asked and ran her tongue nervously over her lips.

'About your eyes.' It took a moment for her to realise that he was talking about the colour of her eyes.

She swallowed. 'Did you win?' she asked. They were talking but it was coming rapidly apparent that the words themselves weren't important as there was another dialogue going on entirely. The kind that didn't rely on speech for communication.

'No but there was another bet I made with myself if you want to help me with.' He said staring at her lips. 'What did you bet on?' Lily said and his eyes drifted a little lower before focusing again once more on her mouth.

'This.' He said simply and he leaned down and just like that pressed those incredible lips against hers. Not demanding but not at all tentative. Just testing...exploring...finding out...whatever it was he needed to find out. And it seemed liked the most natural thing in the world to respond, to lean in and do some serious exploring of her own.

She wanted more, this kiss was so excruciating and overwhelming that she wanted him to touch her everywhere. She could rightly given her middle name at that moment because his tongue teased hers and she accepted it almost greedily. And when she thought she couldn't stand it any longer he mercifully slide his hands to her shoulders and turned her fully into him leaning against the jeep to support the weight of her body against his.

She was sinking into a blissful cloud of ecstasy, he'd created, completely willing to forget that she was standing in the middle of a public parking lot, kissing a perfect stranger. Perfect. Merlin knew how close this kiss was to perfection that she had ever come.

Dear lord could she ever come.

Images of doing just that flitted into her mind the same time he settled her weight between his thighs. The contact was electric. Sizzle, steam...and the fear of getting burned. She pulled away gasping for breath and the reality of what they were doing, of where they could have taken it, sank in.

As her breathing steadied she couldn't seem to break her gaze away from his. 'I suppose I should apologise for that.' He said, his voice now delectably hoarse. 'Or at least tell you I don't make a habit of kissing women I've only just met.'

She smiled, suddenly not really caring if there was anyone watching them. James Potter had this way of making her feel wanted and sexy; as though she was the only one in the world he wanted to see.

'Actually I am more interested if you resoled that other bet you made with yourself.' She said and he grinned.

'I did but I lost again.'

'Oh?' she asked surprised.

Reaching out he snagged her pinkie bringing it between them. 'I bet that you couldn't have tasted as incredible as I imagined you could. And I was wrong.'

'Wrong?' she asked looked at their loosely linked hands.

'Completely wrong.' he said before bending again.

Sorry if this chapter sounds rushed!