Disclaimer: I do not own the characters.

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"Emily, I want to talk about that kiss…"

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The color drained from Emily's face, she was thinking that he was going end their friendship and make it strictly gymnast-coach.

"Emily, I know that it is against the rules, but I really do not regret that kiss. You are an amazing woman, and I would love the chance to explore these feelings with you."

"I would love that, Sasha. I never thought that you would ever feel this way about me."

"I know nationals are in two days, but just know that I going to support you in every way possible. I will not leave you."

After he said that, Emily crushed him in a hug. He leaned in to peck her forehead, but she raised her lips to meet his deliberately. Pulling back, Sasha smiled.

"I want you to focus on gymnastics right now, I will be here."

"I can do that!"

"Lets go, I'll drive you home."

Sasha wrapped his arm around her waist, leading her out of the gym.

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The next night

Emily had just finished packing when everything hit her. She was going to nationals in the morning. She, Emily Kmetko was going to nationals. Looking around her house, she noticed that no one was home. Not feeling like being alone, she decided to walk over to the gym parking lot.

Sasha had just finished cooking his dinner when there was a knock on his trailer door. Opening it, he was pleasantly surprised to see Emily standing on the other side. Stepping aside, he invited her in.

"Emily, is something wrong?"

"No, no, I just didn't feel like being alone, so I decided to drop by here. I hope that's okay…"

"Of course it's okay, I always love to see you. Would you like some dinner?"

"Umm…sure! That sounds good!"

Sitting down, Emily took the time to look around the trailer that Sasha called his home. It was nice and clean, just the way she liked things.

Walking over, Sasha handed her the plate of food, sitting down next to her on the couch.

Turning so that she could see his face, Emily asked him:

"Are you ready for nationals?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that question?"

"Haha answer the question."

"Yes I am, I am very proud and excited to be you girls' coach."

"Well I'm proud to have you as my coach!"

"Eat your food!"

"Yes sir!"

When Emily was almost done, she reached over to pick up her glass, not realizing that Sasha was reaching his hand in to wipe off some sauce from her face. His hand collided with her glass, knocking drink all down her shirt and shorts.

"Oh Emily, I am so sorry, let me get some clean clothes for you."

Walking into the extra- small bedroom behind him, she sat on the bed. While waiting for him to find some clothes, she stretched out on his comfortable bed.

Turning around, Sasha found Emily lying on his bed. Bad thoughts came instantly to his mind, but he tried to push them away because nationals were the next day and they needed to focus.

Sasha handed her the huge t-shirt that he found, not giving her a pair of his bottoms because he knew that they would just fall right off of her thin frame.

Emily instantly started to undress, shocking Sasha. Being a gentleman, he quickly turned around before he saw anything past her stomach.

"Okay you can turn around now."

Turning back towards his bed, Sasha saw Emily dressed in his t-shirt that only went down to mid-thigh. Exhaling a shaky breath, Sasha said:

"Emily, maybe you should put some of my sweats on, I don't think I will be able to control my actions with you in just my t-shirt."

"I'm okay with that."

Leaning in, Emily fiercely kissed him with all that she had in her. Sasha soaked in all of the passion, quickly pressing them together and back towards the bed. Reaching the edge of the bed, Emily and Sasha fell back, never breaking their heated kiss.