The cold and damp LA air made Lea mutter a few choice words under her breath as she struggled to get her suitcases out of her car. She had left her parent's house later than she meant to and she had an early recording session in the morning. She maneuvered her way up the small flight of steps and stopped in front of her door, accidentally dropping her purse on her flip-flop clad foot. She groaned in discomfort and this time, did not keep her voice down when she let out a string of curse words. Her phone had fallen out of the side and she grabbed it, noticing a message. Her heart sped up and quickly checked her messages, only to discover it was Kevin sending out a mass funny joke. She hadn't heard from him a few days. She knew he was busy in Australia and they hadn't left each other on spectacular terms, but still, she had figured he would at least be checking up on her. She shook her head, attempting to dispel her confused thoughts and she grabbed her key to open her apartment door.

As she swung open the door and walked in, she quickly noticed her lights were on. She threw her head back and let out an aggravated groan. She was going to kick herself so hard if she had left her lights on for over two weeks. She dropped her suitcases and looked around for her small cat, Sheila was usually always there to greet her whenever she walked in the door. She heard meowing coming from her living room and Lea chuckled to herself, figuring the little feline had gotten caught between her couch and the wall again.

"Sheila! You have to stop getting yourself-"

She stopped in mid sentence and her hand flew to her heart when she realized she was not alone in her house. There was Cory; sitting on her couch, with his feet propped up on her coffee table and a perfectly content Sheila curled up on his lap.

"Hey there, pretty lady."

Lea stood there in complete surprise and she quickly walked over and used her foot to swiftly kick his legs off the coffee table and hoping to wipe off that adorable smirk off his face. She had just grabbed a pillow and was about to nail him in the chest when he yelped and held the pillow in front of his face,

"I surrender! I surrender!"

She shook her head and was glad his face was blocked from seeing her bite her lower lip, attempting to keep from a smile breaking through. Cory and his antics, while sometimes annoying and frustrating, kept her laughing.

"Cory! You scared me shitless!"

He peeks his face out around the pillow and pouts.

"Sorry I scared you. I wanted to surprise you, not give you an early heart attack."

Taking a seat next to him on the couch, she slips off her flip flops and sits cross-legged, facing him. While reaching across to extract Sheila from his grasp, her hand brushes his thigh and she feels his body tense. She swallows, trying to ignore the way he looked at her and the way her heart flipped.

"I missed you."

His hand had somehow made its home on her knee and was now lightly tracing patterns. She glanced down, watching his fingers gently moving over her jeans and despite the material, her body was heating up.

"Didn't screaming fangirls trying to rip your clothes off distract you?"

Without having to look, she knows what his face looks like. He touches her chin and lifts her face up to meet his gaze.

"Stop. You know that's the last thing I care about. I care about you. I missed you. You, Lea."

The world spins and she grips her cat, thoughts racing through her head, "what if"'s circling her foggy mind.

She gives in.

"I missed you more."

She smiles shyly as his face ignites in such a brilliant light. She uncrosses her legs, leans over the side of the couch and gently sets Sheila on the ground. She scoots herself back and leans against the end of the couch, tilting her head to the side. His smile melts her insides and she watches as he moves and crawls up her body. She places her hands on his forearms and lightly runs her fingers up and down the muscles.

"How about a proper hello?"

He almost doesn't give her enough time to get the words out before he presses his lips to hers and their bodies meld together. In a matter of seconds, their kisses turn urgent and aggressive and Lea pushes her body against Cory's, silently telling him she wanted more. He responds by wrapping his arms around her body and lifting her up, moving them so that he was sitting up, back against the cushions of the couch and Lea straddling his lap. Without breaking speed, Lea starts her task of grabbing the hem of Cory's shirt and pulling it quickly over his head. His eyebrow raises and a half smirk flashes across his face.

"Eager are we?"

Her only response is to undo his belt faster than he knew possible and his smirk turns into a groan when her hands dip into his pants. She's surprised when he stands quickly, lifting her up and she grins as his hands grip her ass. He starts to move out of the living room and she stops him with her voice.

"Where are you going?"

He looks at her confused, his mind focused on getting to the bedroom in one piece.

"Bedroom?"

Lea bites her lip and kisses the corner of his mouth while shifting her weight in Cory's arms.

"This wall looks just fine to me."

He almost drops her when he hears her seductive words. Against the wall? He tilts his head, searching her eyes. She looks back, determination and hooded eyes piercing his. He nods and in two swift strides, she's up against the wall and his lips are roaming her neck. She laughs softly at his response and when she does, he trails his hand down her stomach, his fingers gazing the top of her panties and her laugh turns into the sexiest noise that his ears have heard.

She's not sure how long they're up against the wall. She remembers arching at his gentle, yet firm touches. She remembers the look on his face when he enters her for the first time. She remembers the overwhelming feeling that had settled in her stomach and had overtaken her body in a slow and steady burn. She remembers resting her forehead on his when the fire exploded and stars went off behind her eyes. She remembers his lips on her cheek, whispering in her ear.

"You have me."

He's not sure how long they're up against the wall. He remembers her hands, one arm looped around his neck and the other resting on his chest, his heart beating under her palm. He remembers the look on her face when they come together for the first time. He remembers the powerful tug at his heart. He remembers their foreheads touching as their bodies shudder and become one. He remembers placing his lips on her cheek, his words a breath into her ear. He remembers her smile against his skin.

"I'm not going anywhere.