A/N: Hey guys! Here's part three. It seems I'm going longer than three chapters after all. Oh make me stop lol!

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Both were barefoot when Mac's phone rang again. It was Danny reporting that he manually matched a fingerprint they collected to one of the suspects in Lindsey's case. "That's good. Now, how about getting us out of here?" he sighed. Secretly, he doesn't want to go out yet. Not now that Stella's clearly working him… and he's liking what he's seeing.

"Working on it, Mac," Danny said. "But like Flack said, four hours."

Mac was about to reply but whatever he's going to say flew out of his head when he felt Stella's left foot inched its way up his right leg. He looked at her but she was innocently tinkering with her cell phone and humming some unknown song. "Stella, stop it," he said out loud.

"Oh me? I'm not doing anything," she batted her eyelashes at him. "Hi Danny!" she cried loud enough to reach the other end of the line. The foot stilled but remained on top of his leg.

"What are you guys doing in there?" Danny chuckled.

Back on the phone, Mac sighed heavily. Two of his co-workers are acting like children. He couldn't concentrate to what he's trying to tell Danny or Stella because: one, the latter is still half-naked in front of him; two, her foot is back to its journey on his leg; and, three, he doesn't want to send the wrong message on what's going on while Stella and him are stuck in the elevator.

"Never mind, Danny," he said, defeated. "Just keep the lab in order, okay?"

"You put Danny in charge?" Stella said with amusement in her voice. Her big eyes sparkled. But Mac's eyes are going somewhere else on her body. Stella smiled widely to herself. She thought, "Mac's a guy, too." The way he's arranging and rearranging his coat on his lap only strengthens her argument. "Something you want to say to me, Mac?"

Mac's eyes snapped back up her eyes. "Uh… nothing in particular, no," he stammered. The heat on his cheeks were getting hotter but the heat on his groin was getting harder and harder to control.

"Mac, I'm still hot," Stella whined in her little girl voice.

"And what do you want me to do about it?" he replied out loud when his brain was telling him to say, Oh yes, Stella. I think so, too. He swallowed heavily again; her hand right hand was dancing dangerously near the button of her pants. "Stell, you're not…"

"Oh yeah?" she challenged. "What are you going to do about it if I do?" Game over. He's cracking and she's tired of waiting. His gaze hardened at the same time she popped the button open. Stella Bonasera was about to strip down in front of Mac Taylor. The sound of unzipping was loud in the small space.

"By god, this little vixen is actually going to do it," he said to himself, with droplets of sweat falling from his forehead. She knelt up and eased her slacks down to her knees, sat back and kicked them completely off. Mac swallowed once, twice and his hand went underneath his coat to unzip his own fly, relieving some pressure from his hard-on.

Stella was getting ready to lunge at him when the elevator car jerked violently once. That threw her to Mac; and it shook again, until they were sprawled on the floor of the car. Her head was on his chest and his arms were warm around her. When the shaking stopped, Mac took the opportunity to plant a tentative kiss on Stella's lips.

Littlesheep – lol, sorry about that. I don't beta so what I post here is the raw version. I don't draft as well. I tend to realize errors and inconsistencies later on when I reread the finished story. Yeah, Mac's shy and very controlled hahahaha…

ChocoBetty – I got stuck for two hours one time. I was with grown-ups, prissy executive people. It wasn't fun but at least they were quiet. I still take the lift even if I'm claustrophobic. Yeah, Stella's dressed in low-cut tops all the time; I'm sure Mac's noticed.

mj0621 – I had a dream where I met Mac (not Gary) in one of the buildings of my University. Hahaha, I was like "anong nangyayari?" I was conscious but dreaming ahahaha … lmao!