Once they were home Gabriella let the Puppy down and turned her attention to Troy coming in behind her. "Thank you so much for the puppy, I promise you won't have to take care of it, I'll feed her, bathe her treat her like my own child." He tripped over the Umbrella rack and Gabriella reached out to catch him. "Troy?"

"I'm fine," he said with a chuckle as he stood up straight again. "I'm thrilled you like the dog, I don't mind taking care of her, stop worrying so much." Troy removed his coat and Gabriella removed hers as well.

Walking behind him into the bedroom she unhooked her bracelets. "I so have to go shopping we're going to need a water dish? Toys? A bed," she said making a mental list. "Well for tonight she can sleep with me," Gabriella giggled as she put the bracelet in her jewelry box.

"Have you ever had a pet before?" Troy said as he watched her with amused eyes as he undid his tie.

Gabriella was quite for a moment, "Had a gold fish once," Gabriella shrugged, "I guess, it doesn't count as the same thing huh?." Gabriella was quite again. "I babysat a lot when I was in high school for extra cash."

"A baby and a puppy are two very different things?" he said with a chuckle as he pulled his tie free. "I had old lab when I was younger, he was easy to take care of, cleaned up after him and fed him twice a day." Troy hung the tie in his closet.

"You can be a sweet guy when you want to be, you know that?" Gabriella said with smile as she looked over at him placing a hand on her hip. "Why do you let people think you're so …" Gabriella paused as she looked for the word.

"Serious?" Troy supplied.

"More like a stick got stuck up your ass," Gabriella brought a hand up to her mouth and winced. "Sorry,"

"No that's fine," he said unbuttoning his shirt. "Honesty is one of your better qualities,"

Gabriella felt a pinch of guilt as she thought about her conversation with Anthony, looking down she let out a sigh, "Yeah, I guess," After a moment when neither of them made a sound she turned back to the mirror and removed her right earring. Reaching for her left one she looked in the mirror as he suddenly appeared behind her. She didn't know what to do, she stood still. Those mixed of emotions seem to run through her once again, hoping he would do something, yet willing herself to run.

His hand came to her hips and she gasp from the shock of the touch. His hands were warm on cold fabric and seemed to melt into her hips. He pulled her to him so she rested against his chest. In the mirror she could see his blue eyes watching her looking at her, wanting her. Sexual temptation was there, it existed and unlike what she felt when Anthony whispered in her ear this one made her skin burn and her insides boil.

His lips dropped down to her neck in slow motion his kiss searing and sizzling along her skin. Allowing better access she tilted her head offering herself to him. She could feel her dress shifting, his teeth along her skin. This aching tingle between her legs that made her squeeze her thighs together. Shivering a little from the thrill and touch she let a soft moan escape her lips and let her eyes flutter. Images of Troy standing behind her touching her, kissing her feeling her captured in her mind.

Troy took in the scent of her perfume as he let his lips press against her sun kissed skin. She was willing, offering herself even and he took it. This time sucking a little on her shoulder and enjoying her shiver when he used his teeth a little. His hands began to hitch up her dress gathering the yellow fabric in his hands and then placing his hand between the slit of the dress so he could touch her bare thigh.

The only light streaming into the room was the moonlight from outside and the only sound in the house was the puggle puppy's claws hitting the floor as she sniffed out her new surroundings. He wasn't sure how far this was going to go, but he knew he wanted to touch her, to taste her to fill those curiosities he'd been having for the last two months. Shifting his fingers they slipped into her panties and she whimpered as he slithered through and found her swelling clitoris. She was wet, warm and slick, Troy rubbed his fingers slowly over her and she jerked in his arms a little at each flick of pleasure.

"Have you had an orgasm before?" he whispered in her and moved down to using his tongue on the nape of her neck.

"From masturbation," she whispered her eyes on him as he touched her in the mirror. Had she really just said that? Gabriella could feel the red growing on her cheeks.

"Has anyone ever given you one?" he said letting his hands slip away from her.

Cold rushed in and she moaned for more not ready to stop just yet, but she gasp as Troy turned her around so they were face to face. His lips came down on her and she parted her lips allowing him full exploration of all she had to offer. His kiss was eager and strong his arms wrapped around her securely. The sound of crashing filled her ears and she realized the sound was items from the top of the vanity falling to the floor as he lifted her by the hips sat her on top.

Troy's hand went long her legs lifting the yellow fabric up as he placed kisses leading down her chin his one hand behind her neck keeping her in his reach. He wanted her but he wanted to go slow he couldn't have everything he wanted, not yet.

Gabriella moaned again as his body came between her parted legs his hand was still under her dress, still shifting around and feeling her skin.

"Do you want me to stop," he said in a low voice his lips leading down to kiss her shoulder, "I won't do anything you're not ready for."

Gabriella let out a soft moan, she was past turned on, she didn't even know what this that of mind was. Her insides couldn't handle it her lips parted as she attempted to speak "Please" Gabriella let out another gasp as he pulled her closer to the edge of the counter top.

"Tell me what you want?" he asked in a low voice as he reached further underneath and rubbed against front of her panty.

"I don't know what I want," Gabriella let out a sigh as she bit her lip, this wasn't wise. This was a one way track to a heart break. She was a married woman, a married woman who wanted her husband. The thought did nothing to bring sobriety to her mind. She wanted her husband, he was hers to have.

Troy bent down in front of her, and Gabriella jerked as his hands opened her legs further.

"What are you doing?"

Troy smirked as he removed her panties, "I want to taste you,"

Gabriella eyes opened wide as he disappeared underneath her yellow gown. She let out a gasp as his mouth came on top of her clit. "Oh my god what are you doing?" closing her eyes she leaned back a little and felt his tongue flick over it. She let out a shuddering moan as he did it again.

The room was quiet and Gabriella opened her eyes to see his head shifting underneath her dress, this wasn't happening to her. This wasn't real, but it felt so good. Gabriella arched her head back, she was sitting on top of a vanity table while Troy Bolton used his tongue like a vibrator on her. Gripping the edges she let out moan, how was she ever going to think of this vanity top the same way again. How was she going to walk past this room and not relive this moment. Jerking she let out another shriek as he used his tongue up and down on her.

"Oh my god, that feels good." Gabriella breathing became quick as she let him take her further. The motion of his tongue taking her over the edge and his finger sliding into her already wet entrance. This couldn't be happening to her, things like this only existed in books. Gabriella moaned as his free hand held her still to him allowing him to move against her and strike pleasure with every movement. "Oh my god, that feels so good." Gabriella moaned louder as he continued moving a little faster, letting her quiver, feeling her shake. "Don't stop."

She was coasting on the edge feeling the build up right before her eyes she could feel it, see it happening. His tongue slowed down flicking once, twice making her shudder, she was right there lost at the edge of a great combustion. Then without warning he placed his mouth on her and let his tongue sending her over the edge.

"Oh my god Troy," she let out a moan as her mouth fell open her head leaned back and her legs opened wider, pleasure rolling over her making her body pulse her hands turn white as she gripped the counter top and insides explode.

The room settled back into the quiet of night and Gabriella could only hear the sound of her breathing. Troy came out from under her dress moving back so he could prop himself up by the dresser. It was quiet and the realization of the puggle puppy suddenly came to mind. "I have to go on a campaign trip you know?" He mumbled adjusting his pants knowing it was pointless. He was harder than a rock and it was staining his pants.

"What does that mean?" Gabriella closed her legs a slight throb pulsing between her legs. He was hard that she could tell, but he looked content sitting away from her. He began to undo his cuff links. What was going to happen now? Would he expect something in return?

"It means l might be gone for a while?" Troy said holding the cuff links in his hand. "Lady should be able to keep you company while I'm gone."

Gabriella suddenly felt a wave of disappointment, "When are you leaving?"

Troy shrugged, "Don't know yet they're still mapping it out."

Gabriella slid herself off the counter top and made her way over him, she positioned herself next to him and reached for his pants.

Troy held out a hand and stopped her, "I'm fine," he said in a husky tone.

"But isn't that how it's supposed to work?" Gabriella said a timidly not meeting his eyes, "I mean you did that for me and now your leaving and-"

"I'm not leaving in the next hour," he said with a small laugh, "it's alright."

Gabriella pulled her hands away and placed them in her lap, this was awkward, what was supposed to happen now? In her books the woman would please the man, they'd make love, and they'd sleep together. He wasn't going to tease her, tell her she had to prove something to him, that he'd get blue balls if she didn't do something, Gabriella had heard a lot of these things from boys in the past. She never felt obligated till now. Gabriella looked back at him, "Are you sure?"

Troy rest his head on the dresser, "Come here," he said in low voice.

Gabriella felt strange but she did as she was told coming up to him she sat right next him. She reached for his pants and he took her hand bringing it up to his lips. He placed a kiss there and Gabriella felt the tingles run through her.

"Relax," he said pulling her to him.

She rested against him and they stood like that for the next hour, occasionally someone would say something and the other would respond. He eventually got up to take a shower and she went to her room deciding it was best to leave the night where it was.

Somewhere around midnight Gabriella snuck into her bathroom with her cell phone and shut the door behind her, she turned on the water and sat on toilet seat lid. Punching the number she let out a shaky breath and closed her eyes as she brought the phone to her ear she waited for the voicemail. "I can't do this anymore, I'll get you the tax documents but after that, this it. I've given you everything you asked for, there nothing else I can do." Gabriella hung up and let the phone rest on the top of the sink. She stared at it for the next five minutes like somehow the phone was going to spring to life, but nothing happened. No swat team came rushing through the doors, there wasn't a sound to be made.