Recap:

Schuyler knew he would come up so instead of just waiting for him to come in, she thought she would make it interesting by pretending to be trying on her dress, in her strapless bra and lace matching black panties, she just bought. He ran up the stairs exasperatedly, and then stomped toward her room, then swing the door opened, and gasped, finding Schuyler in a compromising position bending over in her tiny panties. She knew he was looking and decided to come up slowly, and then regarded him, coolly,

"I'm sorry- I should've just called first- that way-" he didn't even let her finish what she was about to say, he had crashed his lips into hers feverishly.

…...

"Always something"

Kingsley Martin never felt so helpless and vulnerable his whole life. As he stared at Schuyler while she grimaced at him for assuming he slept with Demming Chen, since she spotted a condom wrapper within her bed sheets, in her room. Her room!

"But its not what it looks like!" He promises her that.

He had only done Demming Chen a favor by letting her stay there until her parental units got settled in. they were moving over to New York, however they got side tracked leaving Demming out of a house and bed. He should've told her. She is his wife after all. But man, he thought for sure this was it. The night they longed for. She was ready, he felt it in his heart, and he was sure as hell ready. Damn it Demming! How could she bring someone here without him knowing it? What the hell? What was her problem doing the butt- monkeys with someone in his wife's bed, then doesn't even have the decency to wash the sheets afterwards? He is going to have a big talk with her after this blows over.

It was all going so perfect, too perfect. The way her body was responding to his was bliss. Each caress, each kiss was defined in passion, sending electricity bolts of pleasure through them in ecstasy, as if their heartbeat was in accord beating as one. Nothing in this world mattered to them but that moment. Kingsley Martin took his time kissing down her milk tone skin softer than silk, exploring the contours that could only define his Schuyler. Making her shudder in delight, suppressing a moan, as he made her pelvis jitter up as if he was shocking her, never had she experienced something so euphoric. At first she was nervous about him kissing down her body. He assured her though, that she had no idea how good she taste to him. The sweetest of sweets, and we all know how much Kingsley loves sweets. His fangs were extended, and she wanted him to bite her, she wanted him to take her in side himself, that way she will be apart of him forever.

"Oh Kingsley!" she grabbed onto the covers, he purred against her thigh, and smiled,

"What's that sweetheart?" he inquired,

"Bite me-" she bit her lip, and he brought his face up to look her in the face, to see if she was serious, and that's when , for the first time he saw his love in her true form, she looked radiant as if a heavenly glow, and her bright blue eyes, peered at him in adoration, with blushed filled cheeks, she shies away and covers her face modestly and giggles. He had to smile at the image he was blessed to see, with her tiny fangs she had a seductive gaze about her, feline like, confidence.

He gulped, how did he get so lucky? "You want me to make love to you sweetheart? Cause if we do, I wont ever let you go. You belong here with me always and I'll be damned we waste another moment apart when this feels so good, and so right- look at me lover- I'm hopelessly in love with you, that it brings tears to my eyes, you see," he hovered over her and kissed her deeply, she had tears in her eyes as well. This is her home. This is her husband, her soul mate, her friend when in need. She is completely in love with him. He brought his face up and had the same expression mirroring hers, a look of contentment and truly happiness, endearing, a tenderness only revealed in her presence, no one else. A tear slid down her cheek and he kissed them away, he just gazed into her hungry eyes affectionately, just enjoying the feel of her in his arms.

"I love you Kingsley, and I want you to drink from me- so I can consume you thoroughly, and you me" he said nothing, for surely there were no words to describe the passion he felt every time he heard her confess her love for him. He smiled, and then whispered,

"Where my love- tell me my angel"

"Any where, I'm more than certain you'll make the experience more than endearing love" he smiled then extended his nines then placed a hand under the arch of her lower back, as she arched her back for him, he sighed, she made him want to scream on top of a sky scraper how much more he was falling in love with her. He didn't care for no one else but her. He licked her pulse point, and then gently sank his fangs into her neck, he knew he had to control himself, because she was like his heroin, addictive and delicious. She moaned and gripped her hands into his jet black fist full of hair, then pulled his face up. He started hoping he didn't hurt her, he didn't. she suddenly surprised him by just sinking her teeth into his chiseled defined chest, he moaned, and felt intoxicated, she pulled apart and he said,

"Are you ready lover?" she nodded, and he got up to go open the brand new box of protection, though he was more than willing to give her children, however she wasn't ready for that yet. When he got back from the room with the square golden wrapper, he found Schuyler sobbing on the floor next to the bed,

And that's what brought them back to square one. She was already dressed, about to walk out with her luggage, she was taking the rest of her clothes with her. And he felt his heart rip out of his chest. He stood in front of the door and wasn't prepared to ever let her go,

"Move. Out. Of. My way!" she growled with red eyes, angrily, he shook his head,

"Not until you hear me out Sweetheart- your not running away from me- I'm apart of you forever Schuyler- your mine like it or not! I told you that's not mine-"

"Demming's then right?" she said pointedly,

"Yes, not mine baby- you got to believe me!" he grumbled, he was pleading with her, but she disregarded him,

"Why should I believe you when you didn't stick around after you walked in on the kiss between me and Jack that meant nothing! You didn't even give me a chance to explain to you!" she had a point.

"Oh that's right- you're the one who was sneaking around behind my back- not the other way around Schuyler! How do I know you haven't been seeing him behind my back?" she gasped, the audacity,

"And now you'll never know, you jerk!" she pushed at his chest, "Now get out of my way- your just a mistake! I should've known I couldn't trust you!"

"Take. That. Back!" he growled, standing his ground, but cowering in the inside, realizing he messed up. "Please don't say that to me- I didn't mean what I said- I just want you all to my self Schuyler- and I admit I was a jealous fool who behaved like a child running off like I did- when I knew nothing went on between you two- I was just to blinded-" he started to tear up and got on his knees, " Please- lets stop this fighting Schuyler, we've been through too much-" she opened the door when he moved away from the door because he saw she was too angry to hear him out. He called Demming,

"Demming, what can I do you for?"

"Chen! You and I are no longer friends- in fact your dead to me now, got it?" he hissed,

"No wait- I don't understand Martin?"

"I offered you my hospitality and you spat in my face by leaving your evident wrappings from your little hook up- which I knew nothing about by the way, upon my wife's bed covers and now she thinks I slept with you ! And its your fault damn it! every time Schuyler and I finally catch a break- every time, never fails damn it! What ever, forget it- you already heard what I wanted to tell you and now I'm hanging up!" he growled slamming his cell phone against the wall.

He slumped down the door, letting his body sag to the side and just glared at the ceiling . Wanting to break this house down- why does this keep happening to them? Incident after incident, tragedy after tragedy,

Before Schuyler left, she made sure she took one of his most soiled shirts, in his sweat, so she can remain sane. His scent relaxes her. Regardless how pissed off he made her. She hated herself for not believing him. She trust's him, right? No apparently not.. What if he was telling her the truth and she left him feeling that way? Alone. He was losing it, and so was she. But she couldn't help but remember how compromising Chen and Kingsley looked fighting on top of one another, battling for dominance. Bliss picked her up and Schuyler told her everything including about the unwanted kiss between Jack and her.

Just when Schuyler thought she could finally relax Mimi barges inside her room with gifts from her honeymoon in Italy,

"Ciao migliore amico! Siamo tornati! dio si sente così bello essere tornati!" she looked extremely vibrant and more happier than ever,

Schuyler winced half smiling, "In English please?" Schuyler giggled as Mimi graced her with a huge warm embrace,

Mimi laughed, "I said- 'Hey best friend! We're back! god it feels so good to be back!'"

"What about your little honeymoon extra vacation time Charles gave you two?" Mimi just shrugged,

"Please! We've been practically everywhere before, and plus what fun is it when we don't have our friends with us?" that was true. Mimi was bored to tell the truth and missed Schuyler of all people. Yes Jack still remembers her, however not in the romantic way though, he does remember everything about her, which is strange, though he could imagine it is because Schuyler is different. He is in love with Mimi- he loves her and only sees her as his love but is still attracted to Schuyler for some peculiar off reason he knows not of. Mimi however forgot everything but Jack.

"So what happened between you and Kingsley- when's the bond?"

Schuyler frowned, and told her everything. Mimi didn't even so much as mind the little kiss her and Jack shared. It was brief any way. Mimi grimaced at the sound of Demming Chen's name.

"That home wrecking-"

"Mimi, be nice" Schuyler frowned, "He said he didn't do anything with her, and I'm not certain what I think anymore, since after that little kiss between Jack and I, he didn't even go to school for a week, which was suspicious so I went to seek him out and that was what I found- what do you think?" Mimi sighed

"I don't honestly know, but his behavior says GUILTY" she suspired and then shrugged watching Schuyler burst into tears, and she hugged her again, "Maybe he didn't do it, maybe he was just helping her out as he said, because if I remember correctly- Chen never appealed to Kingsley that way. They are like best buds, in a none romantic brothers kind of way. Chen is a tom boy, and seriously Skye, she has nothing on you"

"Thanks, I feel a little better that your back now"

"I'm glad. Cheer up, I heard the prom is tonight girl"

"Maybe I shouldn't go- I mean-" Mimi shook her head,

"Nope, your going- everyone is going honey" Schuyler smiled and gave in.

what do you think? Is it getting good? Or should I just leave it at that? I want the least 57 before I update guys, and thanks so much , you inspire me!