A/N- I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am! I have become the thing I hate most: An author who procrastinates.

I really was going to post the next chapter but my computer broke down and all the data I had was gone! Thank god I had the chapter in writing but I really wasn't in the mood to type and re-edit it.

You see, I'm very stressed not only because of my exams but also because of the army, I'm going to enlist pretty soon (probably to the Intelligence Force because of my English skills) and I have to go through all sorts of classification.

Also, I'm going to warn you in advance: updates are not going to be frequent! I have become addicted to Regency London Romance novels and to original work on fiction press and so I've decided to start my own original fic (but It won't post it until it's finished). My time is now divided between writing that fic and read new books but I'll try to finish this story as quickly as possible, I promise- there's not much more to go (I think).

Anyway, I'll let you read now. Enjoy and remember to review and tell me what you think!

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*** To Tzor Ore who lost his life

Serving his country.

May his soul rest in peace,

We all mourn and miss you.

And to all the Israeli soldiers-

Come home safely to us.

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Don't Leave Me

Chapter 13- A One Off Thing, My Arse.

By Liat86

Posted: 17.1.04

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Last chapter: "After they were finished Lily changed back to her clothes from the night before (after some intensive searches) and Apparated with a 'Goodbye' and so James was left with a full stomach, a messy kitchen, memories from the previous night and a set of clothes that smelled deliciously like Lily."

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The following day saw Lily Evans and James Potter come in to work—separately, of course—as usual, in their usual manner and in their usual time. There was absolutely nothing unusual about that day.

Well, except for the fidgeting that was going around and the occasional awkward glances being thrown by Lily and James at each other.

By the end of that particular workday Sirius and Rebecca were going out of their minds trying to figure out what was going on since Lily and James were being uncharacteristically tight-lipped about their behavior and the happenings of the poker night.

Lily was worried about what was going to happen once Sirius and Rebecca left and she'd have to stay with James.

Alone.

In his office.

While thinking about the night, which left her—quite strangely—hot and bothered.

And James was trying—successfully, thank goodness—to hide the quite obvious and quite large bulge in his lap by constantly changing sitting positions. Said bulge was caused by the memory of an especially vivid dream in which he and Lily were repeating that fateful night's events in a manner a bit more… erotic, shall we say.

"Alright people, I think we're done here for today. Anybody got anything to add?" asked Sirius. It wasn't a usual occurrence that Sirius was taking over the lead of the meeting but since James and Lily weren't quite there, he had no choice.

"No, it seems everything is in order," said Rebecca while gathering her belongings. Then she shot a glance at Lily, "Well, almost everything."

"How 'bout you, James, anything on your mind?"

"What? Oh, no everything's fine. You can all go," James said and then shifted slightly.

"Are you okay mate? You've been restless all day, do you need to go to the bathroom or something?" asked Sirius in his usual tactless manner.

That seemed to snap James out of his trance completely, "No Padfoot, I don't need to go to the bathroom," he said, annoyed.

"And you Lily? You've been quiet during the meeting." Then Sirius looked at her. "Are you feeling okay? You look a little flushed." he said to Lily, looking worriedly at her.

At that Lily flushed even more and muttered something that didn't even sound like it was in English.

"Alright, I think I'm gonna go now! You two are starting to scare me. You coming Sirius?" asked Rebecca as she got out of her seat.

"Yeah, I have a date, better go home and get ready," he said, getting up also. Rebecca pouted.

"It's not fair! Everybody gets to have fun with their date! Why am I the only one whose boyfriend is always visiting a sick relative?" But before anyone could answer her Lily jumped out of her seat and ran to them.

"NO! You can't leave, we…err…we haven't talked about the…err…the baseball game yesterday! Wasn't that home run just great?" she said desperately. She couldn't let them leave. It didn't matter that she didn't see the game or that she hated any kind of sport except Quiddich; she just couldn't stay alone with James.

"Sorry, Lily, but I really have to go get ready," said Sirius as he shot her a funny look. Rebecca just did the same and they were gone.

Lily just stayed at that spot, staring at the door and chanting mentally 'Oh God, Oh God, Oh God'. She didn't turn around until she heard James call her name.

When she was fully facing him he stood up and as she looked at him she noticed he wasn't the only one standing.

"Lily, remember the conversation we had the other day at my place?" he asked nervously. Yes, James Potter was nervous. It was probably the first time Lily had seen him nervous and it made her feel… powerful somehow. The fact that little old her could make James Potter nervous…that combined with his obvious erection was making her quite weak in the knees.

"Yes, I remember." Her voice didn't sound like it was hers. It was choked.

"Well, I don't anymore." He took a step forward and so did she. "How 'bout you forget it as well?" Another step. "I promise you won't regret it." Step. "I can make it quite pleasurable, you know?" And as he said that word in a husky voice filled with desire. She felt a wave of that exact same thing go over her. She took another step involuntarily, her body seeking its release while ignoring her mind.

For James that was as good as consent; his body was on fire and nothing was going to stop him from getting what he wanted—and that was Lily. Not even the small voice of reason telling him this was wrong. He filled the space separating them with his body, brushing hers just enough to get her more aroused.

"James…" It was obvious that was the only thing she was able to say and James was very pleased. If she'd been able to form coherent thoughts it would've meant he wasn't doing his job right.

His hands stole around her waist and rubbed her back and she leaned in to his touch. Just as he was about to kiss her she surprised him and did it herself. Her kiss was hot and filled with need and he was most happy to comply.

Somewhere in the middle of the kiss they pushed and pulled and were now by the wall. Suddenly Lily detached herself from him. Both were breathing hard.

"No, we have to stop," she breathed and backed away from him. James was quite disoriented from the kiss but he heard her loud and clear. All his nervousness was gone after being reassured by Lily's passion and he straightened out.

"Yes, you're probably right," he said, his voice such a low seductive octave, Lily almost lost her balance.

"I mean, we might get in trouble with your father and our work relationship might change." James wasn't sure if she was trying to convince him or herself but he knew it wasn't working, because at that moment Lily wanted him just as much as he wanted her. If not more.

He nodded, seemingly agreeing with her but secretly plotting a way to get her across the room and into his arms.

"I should probably go now," she said.

"You probably should."

"I'll just get my coat," but she didn't move.

"Lily…" It was only one word but the way he said made her run forward and grab him in a greedy kiss. Her hands on his face and his on her firm behind, he turned them around so her back was against the wall. He then used its support to lift her up so he wouldn't have to bend. She wrapped her legs around his waist without him even asking her to, they're bodies were in sync. His stiff member was rubbing against her making her moan in to his mouth and making him groan.

"God Lily, I can't wait any more," he murmured in her ear, making her shiver in delight.

"Than don't," was all she said. He groaned again; she was arousing him more by the second.

With that said he secured her arms around his neck so she wouldn't fall, put one arm around her waist, and the other reached for his pocket. Out of it he took a little golden key.

He then proceeded to stick the key into an apparently nonexistent hole. What followed amazed Lily: a part of the wall disintegrated and she found herself facing a beautifully and not to mention expensively decorated room. She gasped.

"So that's how you get here before me everyday! You sneaky bastard!" But she was smiling as she said that. James merely shrugged—an impressive feat considering she was hanging on to him—and stepped in. A door immediately materialized.

Lily stared at it but James didn't even bath an eye,

"You just get out of those clothes and I'll let you use it all you want" he said.

And then he proceeded in making her time very pleasurable, just as he promised.

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From the personal Journal (Not diary, it's not manly enough) of James Potter- 'My Life and My Mistakes'.

"James this was a one off thing".

A one off thing she said. A one off my arse! Don't get me wrong, I respect Lily and I'm sure she meant it… At the time.

But it was damn near impossible to keep our attraction in check, which resulted in us having several more 'One Timers'.

The first was really unintentional. We were stock doing a Review meeting till after midnight with Sirius and Rebecca. They left, we stayed, I had a key to my secret bedroom on me and- conveniently- there was a bed there...

Anyway, I don't have to tell you what happened next, you figure it out.

All the other times were quite similar, we were together and alone; That was all we needed. That and a small push, such as- us bumping into each other, a touch of our hands or a brush of our legs.

It was never serious, we never stayed to cuddle or talk and that sort of stuff and I was content. So was Lily, if her relaxed demeanor was any indication.

I couldn't have had it any better. I even stopped fooling around and looking for shags. Why would I have even had to when I already had a beautiful woman in my bed? I didn't have the need to search in other women what I had found in Lily, a fact I realized only much later- when it was too late. But I'm getting off topic.

We kept it up for quite some time--a whole month--and I was surprised that neither Rebecca nor Sirius realized something was up between Lily and I. Later I found out that they had very solid suspicions about what was going on. Meaning- they asked Bella, who was completely informed of our escapades and was also completely against it.

But they preferred to keep their mouths shut in fear of ruining our already fragile relationship. If only they knew I didn't need their help with that.

But again, I'm getting ahead of myself.

Things were going smoothly without much excitement until one fateful day when everything began to go downhill- forgive me for being over dramatic but I think the occasion calls for it.

I'll never forget that day since it was the day I made the biggest mistake of my life.

It started out as usual: I woke up, had my morning coffee and went to work. Rebecca greeted me with her usual cheerfulness and Sirius came and told me about his usual nightly escapade.

So far, so good.

Just when he was leaving Lily came on with an unfinished proposition that was due next week.

She shooed Sirius and told Rebecca to hold all our calls and to only interrupt us to deliver our usual lunch.

I sent Lily a devilish grin and she of course knew exactly what I was thinking about- she had just cut us from the world with nothing but each other to keep us busy.

The corners of her mouth curled upwards but a moment later the playful look was gone and she sent me a reproachful look.

So I resigned myself to the fact that I wasn't going to get any until our work was done.

I help up pretty good until our food came, and then my mind began to betray me.

The first thing we did after opening the catering boxes was switching our vegetables, or more like- me taking all of Lily's garlic bread and she taking all my veggies. It was an automatic act- we didn't even have to ask the other what we wanted; we just knew what to do.

We ate in silence but I couldn't take my eyes off of Lily.

Let me just tell you, Lily Evans is the only person I know on earth who can make eating lunch look sexy.

Every lick of her lips, every movement of her tongue made me long to be that piece of food. Disgusting, I know, but I was actually beginning to get jealous of an egg!!!

I think it was when she began pumping her doughnut for all the jelly inside it that I cracked.

I calmly put my coffee down, took the doughnut right from her mouth and pulled her to her feet and into my arms and—as you can probably guess—kissed her.

Now it wasn't a gentle kiss like many of our other kisses; it was a needy kiss, a rough kiss.

And that's why 5 minutes later I had her up against the wall, in our signature position.

She was in the air with the wall and my body keeping her there; her hands were cupping my face while mine were running up and down her sides. She kept slipping down the wall so I grabbed the back of her knee and tried to push it up so she would wrap her legs around my waist, but to my shock she promptly pushed me away and landed on the ground with grace.

She was breathing hard, just like me. Her hair was messy from my hands constantly running through it; her face was flushed to a delicious pink and her eyes were a very dark shade of green, a shade I knew indicated she was as aroused as me. But the thing that got me the most was her lips. So red and swollen from *my* kisses. I wanted nothing more than to take her right there and then.

So I advanced on her once again but once again she pushed me. My chest was aching but I wasn't sure if it was because of the push or because of my erratic breathing or perhaps because of the rejection.

"No James, we are *not* doing this now" she said firmly and tried to smooth down her hair, I smiled seductively at her. It wasn't the first time she had said that and I wasn't perturbed in the least.

"Are you sure?" I breathed huskily in her ear and kissed her just behind her ear lobe. It was her "place". You know what I'm talking about.

The next thing I know, *I* was the one up against the wall and she was raining kisses on me.

I wasn't one to complain and I wasn't a controlling person so I let her have her way with me. But once she began rubbing her hips against me I decided that enough was enough and that she had had her fun. I lifted her knees and this time she didn't have any claims about wrapping her legs around my waist.

I carried her to my secret room, not even realizing the gravity of the act, while she was undressing me and I was undressing her.

It was only after, when we were lying on the bed, a thin white sheet as our only cover, basking in the after glow of our love making, did I realize what I had done and what had just occurred.

Not only had I had the best sex since… well, since Lily, but I had had it in my *room*- my special, secret room, where no women has ever even set foot in. And it was the bloody *second* time.

After the first time I reprimanded myself and made a promise that it was the last time *that* happened. I just marked it as me being way too horny to notice what I was doing. And since I always keep my promises, it never happened again, at least until now. And what was worse- this time I didn't mind.

I didn't even mind the fact that we were staying in bed long after we were supposed to get up and I didn't mind that we were cuddling and holding each other like a loving couple- an act I never liked doing, but did anyway to please my partner, but now was enjoying in immensely.

I loved having Lily in my arms naked, and I couldn't think of a different place I'd rather be, or a better thing I'd rather be doing, or a different person I'd rather be with.

When I realized that I got scared- my first mistake.

I got scared because I was getting too close and way too attached to one woman, and that was the worst thing I could do- or so I believed at the time.

I suddenly realized we were acting like a couple; we didn't date or sleep around, we ate together and knew what the other didn't like so we traded our food; we even bloody talked on the phone before sleep- if that wasn't how a couple acted like I don't know what was.

*That's* when I got very scared, I looked down at Lily and saw she was asleep- that was a first as well, she never fell asleep in my arms, she always bolted out of bed and away from me.

So I panicked and decided to leave Lily alone- second mistake.

I got out of bed, got dressed and went home and the first thing I did was call an ex-fling of mine, Jill, and I invited her to dinner- third mistake.

I was going to get on with my life, have lots of sex and forget about Lily Evans!

Jill said yes but suggested we skip dinner and meet at my place. I didn't have any problems with that so I agreed.

That was another mistake, the final, fateful and deadly one, for it seemed I had forgotten my wallet some where under the pile of clothes that were discarded by the bed of my office room and it also seemed Lily had decided to drop it off on her way home after dinner…

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A/N- That's it! No, not the story- the chapter! I hope you liked it because I know I did. A lot. I think it was one of my best. Funny, cute and hot. I think my writing style has changed a bit from the last chapter because of all the books I've been reading, tell me if you notice it.

Anyway, I just read through the whole story and I kept going- "Did I really write that?" sometimes because it was so cliched or stupid but sometimes because it was so good, I really can't remember writing half of it since it was nearly a year ago. So I've decided the story needs a major facelift, but don't worry, I'll do it after I finish actually *writing* it.

Guess what? Next chapter I have a surprise for you! Remember the prologue? Well the scene in it is coming up. Go re-read it, it's short anyway, and my A/N at that chapter. But, do you know what it means? The story is about to be over *tear*, I can't believe I'm actually going to finish a story.

To all my wonderful readers: Thank you for giving me the time of day! Especially the ones who review! I just love reviews and I have 301 of 'em. Thanks to Tears of a Fairy Queen- my 300th reviewer! And to Dulce who won't give up on me.

One last thing, would any of you be interested in reading my original fic? Let me know…

Thanx again for reading and please leave a review!