Will headed back to his apartment. MacKenzie had gone home to pick up a few things and they were meeting back at his place in the afternoon. He wasn't sure how he felt about Habib's pronouncements but he did feel they had a ring of truth. He was anxious to start things off on the right track so he asked Habib for a joint Saturday session with MacKenzie. It was a bit unorthodox but Habib agreed.

Will heard the elevator door open to his apartment and in walked MacKenzie, burdened with suitcases, a laptop and her favorite pillow. Will helped her set them down and led her to the couch.

'Looks like you're moving in,' he said with a smile.

'Did you change your mind?' she asked tentatively, suddenly shy.

'No, but I know that what you've brought is just the first wave. You forget that I've seen your apartment. With all your clothes there's a good chance I'll end up sleeping in the bathroom.'

He bent forward, giving her a long, lingering kiss. Her lips parted and she welcomed his tongue, running her fingers through his hair and pulling him close. He gathered her into his lap and kissed her passionately as she rocked back and forth against his growing erection, kissing his neck.

'Guess you missed me, huh?' she whispered, nuzzling his ear.

'You have no idea,' he growled, scooping her shirt over her head and throwing it on the floor. She did the same to him, and a current of electricity went straight to her groin as she felt his hot skin against her breasts.

He pulled away, looking at her intently. 'Mac…we probably should have talked about this before, but are you using any kind of birth control?'

'No.'

'So you were fine with possibly getting pregnant?'

'I love you, Will. You're the only man I'd want to have a child with, so I was willing to take that risk. I figured if you were concerned about it you would have mentioned it or done something about it. But you didn't,' she said, kissing him softly. 'Which can only mean that subconsciously you wouldn't mind getting me pregnant.'

'You could be pregnant now,' he said, looking at her ardently.

'I could be,' she said, kissing him. 'This is the middle of my cycle so I'm probably ovulating right now. Do you want to get me pregnant?' she said, nibbling his earlobe.

'God, yes,' he moaned.

'Do you want to make my belly swell with your child? Is that what you want?' she murmured, biting his neck. 'Do you want everyone to know what we get up to when we're alone?'

'Yes,' he moaned, afraid he was going to come right there on the couch.

'Then do it.'

It was an invitation he couldn't resist. He tugged down her pants and she quickly helped him out of his. She settled astride him and they kissed for a few minutes longer, lazily exploring each other's mouths with their tongues. He was massaging her clit when she grew impatient and placed his erection at her opening. The sensation of her breasts against his chest drove him wild. He had to be in her. Now. She stared into his eyes and bore down, watching him gasp as he felt her walls surround him, slick and wet with desire. 'Oh, Will,' she breathed, touching her forehead against his. Then she kissed him, a sweet, delicate kiss that left him breathless. She pulled back because she wanted to watch his face as she moved, wanting to see his pleasure. He held her hips lightly as she rode him, grasping her ass with one hand and flicking her clit with the other. She was getting close and he kissed her, trying to force his tongue in her mouth but she teased him, putting her hands behind her as she supported herself on his thighs. She wanted to watch him come.

He looked down, marveling at the way their bodies fit so perfectly together. Then he looked up, staring into her eyes. The love and desire he saw there almost catapulted him over the edge. Her breathing and the look on her face told him she was close, so he pulled her down hard against him, stroking her clit as he thrust up into her. It wasn't long before she was crying out, moaning his name as she came. Then it was his turn. She could see that he was almost there. 'Look at me, Billy. Oh God, look at me. Let me see you come.' They locked eyes again and she watched as he barreled over the edge, face twisting and sobbing her name as he forced himself into her as deeply as he could. She kissed him and they held each other, gasping for breath as they came down. She climbed off his lap and held out her hand. 'Come,' she said, leading him to the bedroom. They curled up together and slept, limbs tangled in one another's.

They awakened an hour later, refreshed and hungry. They ordered Chinese and will told her about his session with Dr. Habib. When he told her he'd made an appointment for them both tomorrow, she looked at him.

'He wants to see me?'

'Both of us. Together.'

'Why?'

'He thinks the reason I said those things the other night was because I felt threatened, and the only way to convince my subconscious that you're not a threat is by talking about the past.'

'Which part of the past?'

'You and Brian,' he said, disinterestedly stirring his food with his fork.

MacKenzie swallowed hard. 'How is that going to help?'

'If I can understand what happened, how it happened, then my subconscious can learn to trust you again.' He wasn't anxious to hear the gory details about her betrayal but he trusted Dr. Habib. He looked at her questioningly. 'Will you come with me?'

She looked at him thoughtfully. She could hardly say no, though she was afraid of what might happen. What if she said the wrong thing and screwed everything up? What if the takeaway from tomorrow's session was that he couldn't trust her rather than that he could?

'Of course,' she said. She was willing to do anything to put things right between them.

'Good,' he said, relieved.

'Would you like to talk about it tonight?'

'No – I'd rather wait until we have a referee.'

She nodded, relieved. 'Will? I'm not sure if you've noticed but I occasionally suffer from foot-in-mouth disease. If I say something stupid, please try not to hold it against me.'

'You're one of the most articulate people I know.'

'Maybe when it comes to the news, but when it comes to you, how I feel about you – all bets are off. Sometimes I think there just aren't enough words in the English language to express what I feel for you.'

'You could try Sanskrit. I hear it has 96 words for love.'

She swatted him on the arm. 'I'll have to try that. What I'm trying to say is that you're my soul mate. You mean everything to me. So if I stick my foot in my mouth tomorrow, promise me you'll remember that?'

'What? Your foot in your mouth? Sure.'

She swatted him again and he looked at her seriously. 'All joking aside, I promise. And if I ... start to freak out ... just know that I want this to work and I'm trying to get there.'

'Okay.'

The next morning, Lonny drove them to Dr. Habib's. MacKenzie felt sick with apprehension; she had no idea how this was going to go or what Will's reaction might be to anything she might say.

They were a bit early and Will held MacKenzie's hand as they and Lonny waited in the lobby of the building. The doctor saw them first, observing the way Will's hand rested protectively on the small of MacKenzie's back and the way she leaned into him. She said something and he kissed the top of her head. He said something to her and she reached up to stroke his cheek. Lonny pretended not to notice. The doctor was reassured by this interaction if only because he was nervous about this session himself. He'd come to care for Will a great deal, and felt protective of him. Though he presumed MacKenzie also cared about Will it was nice to see it in the flesh. He felt more secure in the way he was planning to approach their meeting.

They heard the door open and Dr. Habib greeted them.

'Sorry I'm a bit late. My son didn't want to go to his grandmother's this morning.'

'No problem,' Will said. 'Dr. Habib, this is MacKenzie. MacKenzie, Dr. Habib. And you know Lonny.'

'Yes, hello Lonny.' Dr. Habib reached out to shake his hand, then turned to MacKenzie. 'It's nice to finally meet you,' he said.

'Thank you,' she said. 'It's nice to meet you as well.'

'Shall we go inside?'

They followed him into his office and Lonny took a seat in the waiting area, pulling out his Kindle and crossing his legs.

Will led MacKenzie into the office, showed MacKenzie to his customary seat and pulled up a chair beside her. Dr. Habib shut the door behind them.

'I can sense that both of you are anxious about this session. Understand that if it gets too uncomfortable at any time, please don't hesitate to let me know and we'll stop.'

'Okay, Doc. Let's get this over with,' Will said, reaching for MacKenzie's hand.