March, Saturday 27th

When Pete heard Addison coming home the next morning he had been led in bed for hours. Addison quietly crept into the house and slipped her shoes off in the hallway before she made her way into the bedroom. Pete was led with his back towards her, not moving as she came in. She glanced at him before she began to change into her pyjamas. He turned his head towards her as she accidentally hit the nightstand with her foot, causing noises.

"Ouch! Shit!" she cursed and hobbled to the bed where she sat down and cradled her foot. "Stupid nightstand."

"It's six in the morning," Pete mumbled.

"Sorry, go back to sleep," Addison mumbled as well and didn't look at him.

"You could have at least stayed a few hours longer." He closed his eyes again.

"And why should I have done that? I thought you didn't want me to go."

"At least I'd still be sleeping now then."

"I didn't mean to wake you."

"You still did."

"Go back to sleep, Pete." She looked down at him before she got under the covers.

"Just shut up," he mumbled and tried to sleep again. She got down under the covers and pulled them up around herself. He had turned his back to her side again and ignored her. Addison closed her eyes and tried to drift off to sleep. Neither of them talked as they laid with their eyes closed in the darkness.

An hour later and the shrill beeping of the alarm clock echoed around the room causing Addison to groan. Pete just ignored it and stayed in bed.

"Turn it off," she mumbled.

"Turn it off yourself."

"It's your alarm."

Pete sighed before he slammed his hand down on the alarm clock and sat up in bed. Addison just pulled the covers up over her head and ignored him. "Don't you have to get up?" He stood up and looked at her.

"I don't have anywhere to be this morning."

"Fine, not like I care anyway." He walked out of the room and closed the door loudly behind him.

"Urgh!" Addison groaned. She didn't understand what his problem was.

He walked into the kitchen and got himself a cup of coffee before he walked into the bathroom to get ready. The sound of the shower running filled the bedroom and Addison sighed and rolled onto her back. After he stepped out he wrapped a towel around his waist and cleaned his teeth before he walked into the bedroom. She opened her eyes and watched him as he made sure to make noise as he got dressed. His body was still glistering from the water, showing his muscles off. She turned over in the bed so she had a better view of him. He stood and looked through his clothes in the closet, grabbing jeans and a shirt. Addison bit her lip as her eyes trailed over his body. Pete opened a drawer and got a pair of boxers before he dropped his towel.

Her gaze dropped instantly to his manhood and her mind filled with images of the two of them together. He didn't notice her looking at him and put his boxers on before he reached for the shirt. She gave a soft sigh as he pulled his boxers on and her gaze shifted to his chest. Every muscle was visible through his chest and as he lifted his arms to put his shirt on she got an even better view. A sudden urge to run her hands over his chest hit her and she tried her hardest not to move. Pete put his shirt on before he took hold of his jeans and put them on as well. She lay back and closed her eyes. He glanced at her as he turned before he walked through the door and slammed it close behind him. Addison sighed and tried to fall back to sleep. Pete grabbed his things he needed before he slipped into his shoes and jacket and left the apartment.

When Pete arrived home that night, the smell of cooking filled his nostrils. He closed the door behind him before he put his bag down and slipped out of his shoes. Soft humming came from the kitchen as he heard someone cooking. As he walked past the kitchen he glanced at Addison stood in front of the stove.

"I hope you're hungry," she spoke softly.

"I've eaten."

"Oh." Addison's face fell slightly and she stopped cooking.

"I can eat some more if you want." He shrugged before he walked into the living room. She sighed and went back to cooking them dinner. Pete sat down on the couch and turned the TV on.

Once Addison had finished cooking, she dished the spaghetti bolognaise onto two plates and placed them on the table before she got the garlic bread out as well. He glanced at her before he got his feet off the table and stood up. She walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine before she poured them each a glass. He raised an eyebrow at her and sat down.

"What?" Addison looked back at him as she placed the glasses on the table and sat down as well.

"Nothing." He looked down at his food.

"Good." She nodded. "Enjoy." She picked up her fork and began to eat. He picked up his fork as well before he stabbed around in the noodles and started to eat. Addison glanced at him slightly as she picked up a piece of garlic bread. Pete didn't look at her once as he ate.

"Do you like it?" she asked after a few moments of silence.

"Yeah."

"I'm glad." Addison nodded before she dipped her garlic bread into her food. Pete glanced at her as he reached for his wine and took a sip. "How was your day?" she asked casually.

"Busy."

Addison nodded and glanced at him. Pete continued to eat, not saying anything.

"I'm sorry about last night," she spoke softly after a while.

"For what?"

"Going off with the guy."

"You decided to screw him, it's not my problem. Nothing to be sorry for."

"I didn't screw him." Addison looked at Pete.

"Of course." He rolled his eyes.

"I didn't."

"What did you do until six in the morning then?"

"I went to Sav's house."

"Well then," he spoke sarcastically and continued to eat. Addison sighed and placed her fork down as she looked at him. "It's not like I care anyway."

"That's not what your behaviour is telling me."

"Oh what is my behaviour telling you then?" He looked up and looked into her face.

"That you do care. That you're hurt because you thought I slept with the guy." She looked back at him.

"Why would I be hurt? It's not like we're together or anything."

"You tell me."

"I'm not hurt."

"Really?" She looked at him.

"I just didn't think you were that kind of woman."

"What kind of woman?"

"The kind of woman that screws random men at every chance she gets."

"I slept with you, didn't I?" Addison retorted and looked at him.

Pete looked back at her before he pushed his plate away and stood up. "Yeah. Guess you did." She tensed her jaw and just watched him. "Not going to make that mistake again anyway, don't worry." He took hold of his plate before he walked into the kitchen.

"Good. Who knows what I could catch from you." She instantly regrets the words as they leave her mouth but she can't help but be bitchy to him. Pete didn't say anything, just threw is plate into the sink as he entered the kitchen. Addison sighed and rubbed her eyes tiredly.

"Why don't you go over to your new friend then?" Pete glanced at her as he walked back into the room. "Or couldn't he get it up last night at the sight?"

"At least I can get guys to screw without having to marry them first," she snapped.

"Oh don't worry you weren't my first, I'd shoot myself otherwise."

"So you've been married before?" She raised an eyebrow. "They all left you when they found out you only wanted into their pants?"

"No, I've screwed women before."

"Why don't you go find one now?" Addison titled her head and looked at him. "I'm sure you'll be very happy with some bleach blonde bimbo."

"Definitely happier than with you."

"Being with you is definitely not a ray of sunshine."

"Well, sorry about that, I did my best."

"Oh, I'm sure you did." She pushed her chair back and stood up before she carried her plate to the counter and placed it down. Pete just ignored her and sat down on the couch. "You know, you can be such an asshole at times." Addison walked back into the living room and looked at him.

"And you can be such a bitch."

"I'm not forcing you to stay with me, am I?" She crossed her arms.

"If you want me to go, just say." He got up again and looked at her.

"You're the one who's mad at me at the moment because you think I screwed some random guy last night." She moved closer to him.

"I'm not mad, I don't care." He watched her.

"Oh really? You don't care one bit?" Addison moved even closer to him and looked into his eyes. "You don't care that another guy could have had his hands all over me?"

Pete tensed slightly. "No. Why would I?"

"You really don't care that another guy could have seen me naked, been inside of me, made me moan, made me orgasm?" Her voice grew husky as she looked at him.

"What if I did?"

"Well, if you care, that changes everything." Addison looked into his eyes before she moved closer and pressed her lips to his.

Pete instantly kissed her back and closed his eyes. She ran her hands over his chest before she wrapped her arms around his neck. He slowly lifted his hands from his sides and brought them to the small of her back. Her tongue ran along his lips until he parted them and her tongue darted inside his mouth and duelled against his. He kissed her hard then and wrapped his arms tightly around her. Addison led him back to the couch before she pulled his shirt off over his head. She pushed him back onto the couch before she straddled his lap. He tugged on her shirt before he took it off and threw it onto the floor, returning his lips to hers and taking her bottom lip into his mouth.

Addison let out a soft moan as she thrusted her hips over his. Pete kissed her hard and ran his hands up her stomach and over her bra before he squeezed her breasts. She reached behind her to unclasp her bra before she let her naked breasts fill his palms. He could feel her hard nipples underneath his skin and gave a moan into the kiss. She thrusted her hips over his again and felt his bulge grow. He gave another moan and reached down for the buttons of her pants. Addison lifted her hips so he could push her pants and panties off her hips. Pete moved them wildly on the couch so Addison fell into the cushions and he could hover above her. She grinned widely before she pulled him down so she could kiss him again. He kissed her back passionately and moved a hand between her legs where he slipped a finger between her folds and rubbed her, feeling her wetness.

"Oh…Pete…" she moaned into his mouth and gripped at his shoulders. He started to rub her harder and continued to kiss her, feeling himself growing even more. Her hands moved down and quickly rid him of his jeans and boxers so he was revealed to her. His erection brushed against her thigh as he moved his fingers and kissed her.

"Pete," she begged. "Please."

"What?" he mumbled.

"I need you." A small whimper past her lips as he dipped his finger into her centre then pulled it out again. "Inside of me."

"I know." He pulled away slightly and looked down at her. "I can feel that."

Addison looked up at him with hunger filled eyes as he hovered above her. Pete looked down into her eyes and moved his hands to her thighs to slide into her. A soft moan left her lips and her eyes fluttered closed as she felt him enter her. He leaned down and wrapped his arms around her as he started to thrust. Her legs moved to around his waist and she let her hips meet his. His thrusts were slow at first and he let her adjust before he started to move faster. Her hands grasped at his shoulder and her nails dug into his skin. He could feel her breaking skin on his back but he didn't care. Their hips began to move against each other harder than before as the pace got faster. Pete moved a hand down to rub her clit at the same time, determined to make her come hard.

"Oh…Pete…" she moaned loudly and dug her nails further into his shoulder.

"Yes?" he breathed against her cheek and smirked. "What's wrong?"

"That feels….just so…don't stop."

Pete smirked and captured her lips with his, kissing her hard. Addison kissed him back before she felt her orgasm wash over her and she moaned in pleasure. He came shortly after her, a loud moan leaving his lips.

They lay on the couch in each other's arms as they breathed heavily.

"Now that was angry sex," Pete commented after a while.

"That was," Addison agreed and smiled. Pete nodded and looked up at the ceiling. "I think I made you bleed," she murmured and ran her fingers over the cuts at the bottom of his neck.

"Must be a good sign." He smirked slightly.

"You think so?" Addison smiled at him.

"Yes, must mean I did a pretty good job." Pete looked back at her. She rolled her eyes but continued to smile at him. "Just admit it," he whispered and smirked.

"I'm not denying it."

"You're just not saying anything."

"Do you mind that I'm not?" She looked at him.

"Don't worry, I could tell by looking at you." He smirked teasingly.

"Shut up." Addison rolled her eyes again and lightly slapped his chest.

"It's true." Pete looked down at her and smiled. Addison just grinned as she looked back at him. He smirked and looked into her eyes as he brushed his fingers over her stomach.

"We should eat," she whispered.

"We just ate."

"Not all of it though. There's half of it left."

"Then go eat."

"There's an obstacle in my way." She tapped his nose lightly. Pete rolled his eyes and rolled off of her. Addison smiled and stood up before she waltzed into the kitchen naked. He smirked as he lay on the couch and watched her. She wiggled her ass a little to tease him. He bit his lip at the sight and gave a small sigh. She walked into the kitchen where she got her left overs and sat down at the kitchen table with them. Pete watched her disappear in the kitchen before he turned back on his back and stayed led on the couch.

"Oh dear," Addison called. "I've just dropped it all down my chest. Guess I'll just have to wipe it off."

A/N: We're suckers, what can I say? Sorry for the lack of update. I know I'm bad at updating. I hope this made up for it though.