A/N: So, I was reading a story the other night, without chapter titles, that I know I had read before. I was looking for a specific part in it, and was having a hard time finding it. I ended up downloading the story, and doing a text search until I found what I was looking for. Therefore, I have decided that chapter titles might be more helpful to readers in my own stories. I have used them in a few, but not all, so as inspiration strikes, I will be going back and adding titles that relate to the chapters. Hopefully, years from now, if anyone is still reading my words, it might help them.

ALL2Dance Studio

2145 Hours EST

As Jillian watches Harm and Mac exit the front doors, she decides to stop by her office to make a quick phone call before going to engage with the remaining members of her class. When the person answers on the other end, she states "It worked out perfectly. You should have seen them together. There were definitely sparks flying in the room that everyone noticed." The mystery person on the other end makes an unheard comment, to which Jillian assures them, "Don't worry, I've got this!"

As Harm walks Mac to her car, he suggests, "How would you feel about stopping by McMurphy's before we call it a night?"

Mac politely declines, "Sorry Harm, I'm not really in the mood for McMurphy's tonight." It definitely isn't because she wants to call it an early night. There are just too many people that they could possibly run into at McMurphy's, and she would prefer to have him to herself for a little while. Seeing the crestfallen look on his face, she adds, "Why don't we go back to my apartment instead. Maybe we should do as Jillian suggested. We can turn the radio on, move a little, and see what direction it takes us in. Hell, it can only make us improve, right? Unless you have had enough dancing for the night, in which case a cup of coffee and some pleasant conversation would be fine with me too."

Harm ponders her suggestion for a moment before teasing, "Are you sure you haven't had enough of me already today Colonel? After all, we have spent most of our waking hours together. I wouldn't want you to get tired of me."

Mac starts to get into her Corvette, and gives him a wink, "If you play your cards right, I might let you spend your non waking hours with me too. See you at my place!" She takes advantage of his jaw being on the ground, to start her car, and head to her apartment. It's very rare that she can leave the great Harmon Rabb speechless!

It takes Harm a few moments to realize what just happened. Was he dreaming, or did Sarah MacKenzie just proposition him? Either way, he isn't going to let the opportunity pass him by. He sprints over to the Lexus, gets in, and starts heading for Georgetown. She definitely got a few minutes head start on him, so with both his SUV and his heart racing, he tries to make up those few lost moments. A Tomcat would definitely come in handy right now, even if the roof of her building isn't fit for a landing. He wants to catch up with her before she either changes her mind or realizes what she said.

Mac's Apartment

Georgetown

2210 Hours EST

By the time Harm arrives at Mac's building, she has already had time to take off her shoes, use the restroom, turn on the stereo, and start a pot of coffee. She considers changing in to more comfortable clothes, but decides against it, not wanting him to feel overdressed.

Harm enters the building, and takes the stairs two at a time up to her apartment. When he reaches the door, he takes a deep breath before knocking.

Mac opens the door, and Harm has to resist the urge to pull her into his arms and kiss the living daylights out of her. As she invites him in, she jokes, "What took you so long, Flyboy?" She turns away from him to head to the kitchen, "Coffee should be just about ready."

Before she can get two steps away from him, he snakes his arms around her waist from behind. Startled at first, it only takes her a moment before she relaxes against the wall of his well chiseled chest. He gives her a soft nuzzle right below her left ear, and whispers, "You are seriously testing my control tonight, Sarah."

She doesn't have a chance to respond as her phone picks the most inopportune time to start ringing. Harm tightens his grip on her, "Let the machine get it."

Mac protests, "Harm, what if it's the Admiral?"

Harm places a string of soft kisses along the back of her neck, attempting to draw her attention away from the phone, "Right now, I really don't care if it is our Commander in Chief."

Mac is beginning to get lost in his sensual ministrations, when her answering machine picks up to the Admiral bellowing, "Colonel, are you there?" The Admiral sighs heavily, before continuing, "I guess I will try your cell phone. I need to talk to you and Commander Rabb, ASAP. There has been an incident on the USS Seahawk. Please call me as soon as you get this."

Harm sighs heavily against the back of her neck, extremely unhappy that the universe seems to be conspiring against them. "I guess I should head home to get a uniform, since I am sure his next call will be to me."

Still unable to speak, Mac places her hands over where his are holding her, and simply nods.

In an almost pleading tone, Harm asks, "Please tell me that we will be able to pick this up again later?"

Mac turns around in his embrace, and places a soft kiss on his lips just as her cell phone starts ringing, "You can count on it, Sailor."