A/N: Hello again! Since most people said they preferred the longer chapters, here you go. Once more, I want to thank all the people that support this story. This chapter is a little smuttier than the last one so I hope you enjoy ;)

There was a knock on the door- the second this morning. Piper had finished speaking with a boy that had gotten into a fight with his classmate because he had said bad things about his car. It was a tiring session, but it had come to a nice conclusion and Piper was pleased.

"Come in."

The door opened and a woman with dirty blonde hair walked in. "That piece of shit…" She said, mostly to herself.

"E-excuse me?"

"You are not a fine. Definitely an 8 out of 10." The woman said, moving closer.

"I really don't understand…"

"Can't be smart and pretty." She sighed. "My friend, Vause, she seriously lost her taste in women."

"Alex?" The woman nodded affirmatively. "W-what did she say about me?"

"Why do you ask?" She asked arching an eyebrow.

"I'm her counselor. I would like to know what she thinks about me and our sessions."

"Hmm…" She didn't seem to buy it all. "She said she hated it and that it was the worst thing in the whole world."

"Really?" Piper felt her heart crack a little.

"No." She laughed. "You should have seen your face."

"What did she say then?"

"She said that they were boring, but judging by the fact that she used the word fine to describe you, she was not telling the truth."

Piper couldn't hide the smile that ghosted on her lips. "You are," she checked her files, "Nichole Nichols, is that right?"

"Nicky."

"I'm Ms. Chapman." She felt a rush of relief when Nicky didn't refuse to call her that, unlike her friend. "So, Nicky, you are here because," Piper checked her files again, "Weird, it doesn't say."

"I'm here because my Math teacher though I should see a counselor." Nicky said with a grimace.

"Why?"

"Because he caught me kissing with a girl."

"Kissing? I know it's forbidden and all, but it's natural. I fail to see why you need to come to me."

Nicky smiled bitterly. "No, you didn't get it right. He made me come here because I was kissing a girl."

"What? That's ridiculous." Piper felt anger rush through her. That wasn't right.

"You tell me!"

"Who is your math teacher?" Piper would report him to Caputo as soon as possible.

"Healy."

"Healy?" She knew that something was off with him the moment she had met him.

"Yup. He said that I was sick and that you could cure me."

"Nicky, that's awful." She earned a faint smile. "I promise you that I will talk to Mr. Caputo about this. Until then, you are free to go."

"Seriously?"

"Yes."

"Jeez, Chapman, you are way cooler than you look." Nicky said, raising up from her seat.

"Thanks?"

"I hope you get that motherfucker fired."

"Nicky?" Piper called for her while she was walking to the door.

"Hmm?"

"Can you give this to Alex?" She passed her something that had a rectangular shape. "Wrapped up, please."

"What is that?" Nicky asked, examining what she was given.

"Something that's none of your business."

"It looks a lot like a gift."

"Just give it to her, will you?"

…

"Why didn't you tell me you were fucking our counselor."

"Hello to you too, Nicky." Alex replied rolling her eyes. "Because I'm not." Not yet.

"Why is she sending you presents, then?"

Alex's eyes widened. "What?"

Nicky passed her the gift. "I was sent to her and she told me to give you this."

"Why were you sent to her?" Alex asked while examining it. It wasn't very big nor wide.

"Healy."

Making a face, Alex turned back to the present. "What is it?"

"I don't know." Nicky shrugged. "She was very secretive about it."

Alex started to unwrap her present when her curiosity became too much to handle.

"A book?!" Nicky looked at it, unimpressed.

"Shut up, Nicky." Alex said as she ran her hand up and down the cover, before flipping the page over.

"The Great Gatsby? Isn't this your favorite." When Alex didn't respond, Nicky leaned closer. "Did she leave you a message? What a sap."

"Shut up, Nicky." The brunette hissed, reading the words written in Piper's nice handwriting once more.

Dear Alex,

I really liked the book. I now understand why it is your favorite. Being a huge book lover and collector, I thought that you should own at least your favorite book. I hope that you can accept my gift.

Love, Piper.

"What does it say?" Nicky asked, making Alex shut the book.

"It's none of your business." She said, not able to wipe the stupid grin off her face.

…...

When Polly had called, Piper was expecting her to purpose going on a double date with Larry and her boyfriend Pete. However, it seemed luck was on her side since she wanted a girl's night out; Pete was sick with the flu or something.

"I want to be supportive Pol, but he can't keep putting his job above everything. Above us." Piper had to speak in a loud voice so she could be heard with the loud music busting through the gigantic speakers.

The blonde was surprised when her friend had suggested going to a nightclub instead of their usual bar. It was a pleasant change, though.

"You should talk to him about it. That's what couples do. For example, I was annoyed that Pete and I didn't go out very often. I talked to him and it turned out that he thought I didn't want to. Since then we go out weekly. Problem solved!"

"I doubt it will be that easy with Larry. He loves his job more than anything." Piper took a sip from her second drink.

"Oh my god, I'm such I terrible friend!" Polly exclaimed giggling slightly. The alcohol had started to take effect. "How was your first week at your new work?"

"It was okay… Better than I expected, actually. The students were not bad."

"Any students in particularly that are worth mentioning?"

"They are just kids, Pol." Piper hoped her voice didn't sound way too off.

"Most of them, yes. But there are always the smoking hot 18-year-olds that scream trouble. And since dealing with people like them is your job, you can't tell me you haven't run across one of them."

Suddenly Piper's margarita had become very interesting. "I didn't have many students over yet. Maybe your dream guy will come in later. I'll be sure to let you know when he does."

"I'll be waiting." Polly responded in a melodic voice.

"Cougar." The blonde joked, punching her friend lightly on the arm.

"Honey, they are legal adults and 6 years are no big deal. I can't see why it's wrong."

Polly's words made Piper feel better. Maybe she should tell her about Alex; she would know what to do. Before she could open her mouth to try, Polly got up announcing that she needed to take a bathroom break.

The blonde started at the bottom of her empty glass, waiting for her friend to return when the bartender left two jello-shots in front of her.

"I didn't order those."

The bartender shrugged and said, "Somebody did."

It was probably Polly without me noticing, she thought, even though she doubted it.

"I love the dress." A familiar husky voice murmured against the blonde's neck, her hot breath sending shivers to Piper's spine.

"Alex." Of course. "What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? My friends and I spent most of our Friday nights in this club. I haven't seen you here before, though. I'm sure I would have noticed you."

Piper turned around on her stool for practical reasons. She was drunk enough to let an audible damn slip out.

"You like?" The brunette asked with a chuckle, surprised but also pleased with Piper's response.

What was there to not like? She was wearing a very tight shirt that made her breasts look incredible. The torn off jeans she was wearing the last time they met had been replaced by a pair of shorts that left the biggest part of her legs bare.

Alex waited for a response that never came. However, she didn't push it like she normally would; the damn was enough. For now, at least. "Are you here by yourself?"

"My best friend Polly is with me. She's taking a bathroom break right now." The blonde explained. "What about you?"

"I'm solo tonight." Her fingers wrapped around one of the shot glasses. "Cheers." She saluted and downed the shot.

"Look, you need to go. My friend will be back anytime now." Piper's eyes were focused at the restrooms, scanning for Polly's face.

A cat like smile appeared on the younger woman's lips. "You haven't told her about me, have you?"

"There was nothing to say." Piper responded under her breath.

"I'll go if you promise to dance with me."

"Are you blackmailing me?"

"You're a smart one." Alex said mockingly.

Piper was about to turn down the brunette's offer when she saw Polly exit the restrooms. "Fine. Just go."

"First down your shot." She gestured to the full glass.

With one swift movement, the blonde emptied the contents of the glass in her mouth. "Go." She hissed anxiously, as Polly got closer.

"You owe me a dance." Alex purred before disappearing into the crowd.

"I'm back." Polly arched an eyebrow when she noticed the two empty glasses.

"I was thirsty." The blonde replied with a shrug and even though Polly didn't seem to buy it, she let it slide.

"Pete called me." She said with a sigh. "He claims he is getting worse. I'm sorry hon, but I have to go."

"Of course…" Piper said softly, watching Polly take out a handful of cash and passing it to the bartender.

"I'm so sorry." She murmured again as they hugged for goodbye.

Piper took a deep breath, weighing her options. She could keep her promise and dance with Alex, something that would certainly lead to chaos. Beautifully delicious chaos. Or she could sneak out of the club and go home watch TV; the safe option.

She was determined to not make any stupid mistakes tonight, so Piper decided to stick with option two. And then her phone started buzzing.

"Larry..?"

"Where are you? There is a lot of noise."

"Girls night out with Polly." She decided to omit some other complications.

"Having fun?"

"Yeah, it's great." It was so, so easy to lie to him.

"Send my love to her."

"I will."

"So… Don't hate me but-" He sighed. "Remember that case I'm in charge of?"

"Yeah." Piper's voice was barely audible.

"Well, I have to go to Los Angeles. I'm leaving tomorrow."

"What? For how long?"

"Around a week or more. Listen Pipes-" If Larry was a good boyfriend he would have said 'I won't go if you don't want me to'. Instead, he murmured, "I have to go."

"Yeah, have fun." Piper was done with his shit. Like so done.

"Piper, it's not fun. It's work I-"

She didn't want to hear another word that came out of his mouth, so she hung up. She would not be the girlfriend that stayed at home hoping that they would be lucky enough to have a day to themselves per week.

Piper looked at the brunette's direction; she wasn't alone anymore. There was a woman, around her 20s that was all over Alex. Jealousy and alcohol took over Piper, who after ordering two jello shots she started moving towards Alex's direction.

"Look who is here." The younger woman smirked. "And you brought alcohol."

The other woman didn't look happy at Piper arrival. "Who is this?"

"That's Piper. And I believe she is here to fulfill her promise." Alex took her distance from the woman and moved closer to Piper, who couldn't hide her smug grin. Alex preferred her company.

"Down your shot and get your ass on the dance floor." She was desperate to get her mind off her relationship, which despite her trying to deny it as much as she could, was failing. And Alex was a perfect distraction.

"Oooh.." She downed the shot. "I like dominant Piper."

After finishing her drink, the blonde grabbed Alex's hand and led her to the dance floor. She had definitely a little bit too much to drink. "I promised you a dance. Let's dance."

"Someone's eager…" The brunette pointed out with a devilish smile. "I don't like the song. Let's wait for something better."

"Fine."

"Are you okay?" It wasn't more than a soft whisper.

"Yeah, I'm perfectly fine. I just want to dance."

Alex, unlike Larry, didn't fail to understand that the blonde was lying. She moved forward, closing the space between them. "If something is wrong we can talk about it." Pure concern was evident in the younger woman's voice. That caused Piper to smile faintly.

"I'm your counselor. It would be ironic to talk to you about my problems."

"No…" Alex slightly shook her head. "Right now, you are Piper and I am Alex. No titles."

The song changed and the brunette looked like she approved it. "Let's dance." She wrapped her arms around Piper's waist, pressing her body on the older woman's.

"No touching." Piper pulled back. "There are boundaries- we still have to go to school on Monday."

Alex looked disappointed but that didn't stop her from placing her hands on their previous position. "Can't we dance like normal people for this one dance?" It was a soft plea. One that broke Piper.

"Okay." She wrapped her arms around the brunette's neck.

They started swaying their hips accordingly to the rhythm of the song. By the end of it, there was no space in between them and the blonde was resting her forehead against Alex's. The song changed but Piper didn't want to stop dancing. And Alex was happy to oblige. So they danced. They danced as songs changed and changed, they danced until they were breathing heavily and beads of sweat had formed on their foreheads.

"That was nice." Piper admitted, catching her breath.

"See? I'm not that bad of company, I am?"

"I never said that.."

"Your debt is paid," she said in an altered voice, "You are free to go. Only if you want to, of course."

Piper weighed her options once more. She could return home and feel miserable about everything or she could stay here with Alex and have fun. Since things had been under control for a while now, Piper decided that it was safe to have a drink with Alex.

But like the dance, the drinking didn't stop with the first glass.

"We should stop. we've had too much."

Alex narrowed her eyes. "How many glasses did we drink?"

Piper looked at her with a serious face before bursting into giggles. "I don't know."

The brunette started giggling as well. "That's a bad sign." Piper nodded emphatically.

"You were so jealous when you saw me with that girl." Alex said with a smirk.

"You are being delirious. I just saw her harassing you and-"

"My hero." The brunette said batting her eyelashes. "How do you know that I wasn't enjoying it?"

"You looked bored while she was drooling all over you."

"Drooling?" Alex asked with a chuckle.

Piper scoffed. "The girl was practically undressing you with her eyes."

"And you aren't?"

"I'm just… admiring you."

"Oh?" She arched her eyebrow.

"You are attractive, okay? But that doesn't mean I'm going to go home with you when the night is over."

"No?"

"Of course not! Appearance is not enough, I must like the person too."

"Not in a one night stand. And what, you don't like me?"

"Never said that."

"I never got to thank you for your gift." The brunette couldn't face Piper while saying that. She couldn't let her see how vulnerable she was. It was the best thing somebody had done for her for a while.

"I'm glad you liked it." Piper said with a soft smile.

"Let's go dance."

Piper let Alex lead her into the middle of the dance floor. They started dancing, forgetting boundary and boundary as every moment passed. By the end of the third song, Alex's hands were roaming over Piper's body, exploring every inch.

"You are touching my ass." The blonde pointed out as she felt Alex's hands slip a little bit lower than her waist.

"No," The younger woman purred into Piper's ear. She let her hands slide even lower and firmly grabbed the blonde's ass, squeezing it tightly. "Now I am." Piper could partially feel the mischievous smirk against her neck.

"Alex." Piper groaned, not knowing if she meant to scold or encourage Alex.

"I really love your ass." She murmured against the older woman's neck, not moving her hands.

With every second that passed, Piper could feel the brunette's hot breath against her neck and it was driving her crazy. "Alex." She groaned again, but this time, she was sure it meant to encourage her.

The groan was enough for Alex, who immediately pressed a kiss on the blonde's bare neck. The soft moan she earned urged her to start sucking on Piper's pulse point. She only stopped when she had created several hickeys.

Blue eyes melted with green ones and their lips collided, relieving all the sexual tension that had been building up. And it was oblivion. No problems, no concerns, no ugliness. Just Alex and those lips of hers.

Alex bit the blonde's bottom lip before their tongues started fighting for dominance. Piper found her hands travel under the younger woman's shirt, running her hands up and down the length of her bare back.

"I know you've been wanting to touch my breasts since the day you first saw me." She purred into Piper's ear, biting her earlobe lightly. "Do it."

Her words made Piper moan loudly into her mouth. "I can't. Not here, in front of everyone."

Alex smirked and led Piper into the restrooms. After they were in one of the stalls and Alex and locked the door she said, "We are alone now."

Without waiting for another second, Piper cupped the brunette's breasts before squeezing them. "God." She moaned at the feeling of Alex's soft breasts in her hands.

"Feels nice, doesn't it?" The younger woman's hands had found their place on Piper's ass again. "Your thoughts for mine."

"I'm thinking about how unfair it is that I am your counselor." She placed some kisses on Alex's jaw before looking up, straight into those emerald green eyes. "And also, about how much your shirt is bothering me." Alex responded with a chuckle. "You?"

"I'm thinking about how I'm going to make you cum so hard that you'll forget everything but my name." Piper let out a deep, throaty moan as a pool formed in between her legs. "But first, you'll have to beg me for it." Alex's voice dropped a few octaves.

"Alex, ple-" The brunette put a finger on Piper's lips stopping her.

"When you are sober."

"Are you kidding?" The blonde asked, frustration taking over her. "Are you afraid of taking advantage of me?"

"No." She replied flatly. "It'll just be extra satisfying when you have 100 percent control of yourself and you know exactly what you are doing and what I'm doing."

"So you are just going to leave me hanging like that? Are you that cruel?"

"You are going to go home, take a hot shower and then you will touch yourself imagining that your fingers are mine." It was an order whispered into the blonde's ear. "Okay?"

Piper's mind was clouded with lust and she was dripping with arousal. Alex would be the end of her. But it would be one hell of an end.

"I asked you a question." The voice was harsh and demanding.

"Yes, god yes, Alex."

"Good girl." She placed a soft kiss on her lips. "See you on Monday."

And just like that, she was gone.

...

Piper was unlocking the door, ready to go follow Alex's instructions. The drive home was torture. She stepped in her apartment, kicking off her heels as she turned on the lights. She shrieked when she noticed a figure sitting on the couch.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

"Larry?" She blinked, adjusting her eyes to the light. "What are you doing here?"

"I thought about us. About everything." He got up. "I'm sorry, Piper. I was so excited about my job that I didn't notice I was not spending enough time with you. I was a jerk."

"W-what about L.A?"

"We'll spend the weekend together and I'll just go one day before the trial."

"Larry…" Her voice broke.

He wrapped his arm around her. "I'm sorry." Larry whispered against her lips before kissing her softly. "Let me make it up to you."

Piper closed her eyes, fighting away the tears. "I have a headache. The music was way too loud."

"Okay… How about you go take a shower and we then watch some TV until we fall asleep?"

"No shower. Let's just go to the bed." Guilt. Guilt. GUILT.

"Are you okay?"

Piper was an awful human being. Her actions tonight would lead to somebody getting hurt and neither Alex nor Larry deserved that. She closed her eyes once more, trying to shut off all the feelings.

"Just tired."

A/N: Sorry for the slight cliffhanger. Stay tuned for the next chapter. Feedback is highly appreciated :)