A/N: Still don't own anything worth of value, so I just borrowed the characters for the time being and they will be returned once I'm done, unharmed.

Left the characters names out so you can choose which ones you want it to be. If you review, you can tell me who you want it to be. Its a two-parter so i need the reviews asap with your decsions.

He's working late again; he'll never know that she's not there.

Making her way to a place that she can't stay away from, she's drawn to.

This is wrong, so absolutely wrong which excites her even more.

She can't explain it when she's in his arms, she feels like she's loved, in her own special way. That only he can give her.

She should end it, pretend like it never happened and move on but she cant. She's powerless when it comes to him.

The kiss that shouldn't have happened so many months ago replays in her mind as she draws closer to her destination.

He saw her crying, sitting in the locker room head in hands, quietly sobbing, she felts his arms go around her gently rocking her till she stopped, she had looked up then wondering why he would comfort her after all she did. He brushed the hair out of her eyes and dried her tears.

"It's okay" he whispered and she hugged him again memorizing everything about him, the feel of his clothes, the smell of the laundry detergent and the man himself, something musky but yet sweet and spicy.

"Wanna tell me what's got you so worked up?" he pulled her away from him making her look at him straight in the eyes and felt her stomach fill with butterflies.

"It's nothing honest" she straightened and stood, distancing herself from him.

"Tell me what's wrong…please?" his voice sounded strained

"I made a mistake marrying him" she said in a rush turning away from him once again as new tears spilled over

"Why do you say that?"

"Just things"

"Maybe you should go home think about this some more before you do anything rash"

"All I do is think please tell me how to make my brain shut off" he kissed her, quick and hard, it ended way to soon for his liking but it dawned on him he'd just kissed a married woman. That was a big No No.

She's using him, using his feelings for her, against him, to ease the loneliness she feels deep inside.

He knows she's coming, she always does. without hesitation he changes the candle once again to a new place in the living room.

It had been a few hours since the kiss, and she was thinking that he did it so she could stop thinking about her marriage, but in turn all she could think about was the kiss, a forbidden kiss that shouldn't have happened. But it did. She waited an hour before she knew he was sleeping and slipped noiselessly out of bed and out of the house. Starting the car would only wake him so she walked all 29 blocks to his apartment, he'd been sleeping his disheveled hair and wrinkled clothes told her that.

"What are you doing here?" she pushed past him into his fortress, familiarizing herself with the layout.

"Make me forget" was all she said as she came towards him and kissed him, liked he could only dream of. He pulled her towards the back without his lips leaving hers and closed the door behind him.

He is weak compared to her; he needs her and craves her with everything in him. This isn't like him, he doesn't know who he is anymore. Others have noticed that something not right but he remains quiet keeping their secret of what happens when he's working late again. How she comes to him, to take her pain away. How he can't tell her no.

How can he tell her, everything she's feeling is because of her, she married him, when she knew she would be by herself most nights, seeking attention.

He was going to break thing off tonight, he could no longer live a lie. He could do this, he wasn't afraid to tell her no, he was afraid what she would do when he did, the repercussions of his words. Would she have him fired? What she would do, he didn't know.

She's lighting the candle, he had so carefully placed, he had to be strong tell her no but his mind betrayed him when he watched her and thought of all the things he wanted to in the confinements of his bed.

He was melting; she was coming towards him ready to begin a sin. A very electrifying sin, they had done the only the night before.

He told her, her eyes filling up with tears and shakes her head no

"I'll get a divorce, so we can be together" ready to promise anything so he'll stay.

Some how the words he's longed to hear since they started this, make him sick. Or was it the woman that was breaking down in front of him? He wasn't sure, it pained him to see her like this but it was better this way.

"I don't love him anymore, please don't do this" she begged, tears spilling down her cheeks

"I have to, you're married" he told her as he got up, if he stayed near her for another second he would give in.

"I can change that, please I love you, and you love me I know you do" she followed him touching his arm and he was lost.

"Love doesn't make everything right" his voice cracking

"But it should" he nodded his head, he didn't believe that

"Just go back to him" he said hotly.

"No not until you can look me in the eyes and tell me you don't love me"

"I cant do that" he said truthfully

"Please" she whispered, she looked at him and he went to her their lips touching gently at first but she was the one who deepened the kiss, she was the one who pushed him up against his fridge, the magnets digging into his back, but he was the one who made her switch positions so she was slammed into the wall beside the fridge.

One last time couldn't hurt.

She left soon after, he felt sick again, he was being used he knew that. But it still didn't make it any easier to let her go.

Miss Me Baby