A/N Again the disclaimer. I do not know personally anyone mentioned. This is purely a fiction exercise. Also because English is not my native language you may have to excuse some mistakes I may write. That being said I hope you enjoy it. :)

Grant has just returned from his screen tests. He totally surprises you when he enters the car.

"Jeez, you scared me to death." You exclaim all flushed. "It was quick." It seems to you that he was only gone for ten minutes. That sudden overwhelming kiss you two shared was still too alive in your mind.

"It's done. They put me completely in the character, clothes, makeup, hair and then I did some quick scenes for the camera. Let's wait and see the result." He sighs.

"Did they say anything? Any feedback? How do you think it went? Well?"

"They say they will give me an answer next week. I think it went well, at least the best I could do now..." He looks at you intensely which makes you look away from him. You can't seem to stop your accelerated heart beating and breathing rate. He calls your name and you look back at him reluctantly.

"Can we talk about what happened?" He asks.

"What?"

"This." Without any warning he's leaning towards you and his hand is in the back of your neck pulling your face to his. You know what's about to happen and you do nothing to stop it. His lips are locked with yours again and you two share another passionate kiss till you gather all your strength and you push him away. "Stop, this is insane." You take a deep a breath avoiding his stare.

"Is it? I've spent this last hour thinking about it and nothing else. I don't even know how I got through the screening tests."

You hide your face behind your hands. "It's insane. It can't happen."

"But it did. Why can't it happen?"

"It just can't."

"But why? I know you're feeling the same way I am, we're both single, so..."

"I can get fired." You simply say.

"What?!" He exclaims surprised.

You chuckle sadly. "You really didn't read the contract, did you? It states clearly that there can't be any involvement between the parties, you and me, other than the professional one. Any romantic or sexual relationships are strictly forbidden and if disobeyed there's a breach of contract. Meaning, I'll get fired because you obviously can't get fired from this."

Grant is looking at you almost in shock. "I had no idea..."

"Yeah, now you do."

"Sorry, the last thing I want is to cause you any trouble... But..."

"There's no but. It can't happen again. And no one can know that this already happened. You can't tell your friends, Doug, Kevin, your brother, whoever. No one. Promise me." You look at him and you can't avoid a tear rolling out of your eye.

"I promise. You have my word. Come here." He reaches his arm to yours.

You look at him in disbelief wiping off your tear. "Seriously? What have I just told you?"

"I wanna hug you. Just hug you, I promise. Surely it doesn't breach the contract?" He jokes.

His answer makes you smile. "I think not..."

He pulls you to his arms into a clumsy hug, the best way the handbrake and the gear shift between you two allow. His hand caresses softly your back and hair. You let yourself relax in his arms, your head on his shoulder. 'Why does this feel so right when it's so wrong?' You think to yourself.

Grant kisses softly your hair. "Is there any way we can fix this?"

"Fix what?" You don't move an inch.

"This contract clause."

"No, not without breaking the contract." You reply. You're not sure what he's suggesting. You pull away from him and you look at his eyes. "Grant, we just let ourselves get carried away. By lust or whatever it was. Sure, I think you're handsome and sweet and nice, you probably think similar things about me but we can't let that get ahead of ourselves. Not above our work. Besides, you said so yourself, you're not interested in girls right now."

"Yeah, I said that, didn't I? Unfortunately I can't predict the future... This isn't any easier for me than it is for you..."

"I know..." You take a deep breath. You look briefly at his lips and you feel a sudden desire to kiss him. Again. 'Fuck, what is this? It seems like we're infected by a virus...'

Grant takes your hand and holds it. "Why would they put such a clause like that in the contract?"

"Because it could obviously interfere with my work, in many ways... And imagine if things go wrong... It's a way to protect both the agency's and your interests."

"What if I'm the one to blame? Surely they can't fire you for something you didn't do..."

"They can, because it would mean I consented, that I agreed with it. And if I didn't consent then it would be a case for the police because it would mean you forced yourself upon me or something." You smirk.

Grant takes a deep breath. "Fucking mess."

"I agree. Look, we need to put this behind us. It was just a kiss..." Even you can't believe in your own words.

Grant doesn't believe it either as he smirks at you. "It was?"

"Grant, we know each other for four days, we're young, we felt attracted to each other... It happened. But it can't happen again. Promise me." You're asking him to promise you something that you don't even know if you can do it yourself.

"What if no one knows? No one." He looks at you hopeful.

For a second you picture yourself alone with him. But you quickly shake those thoughts away. "No, Grant. We can't risk it. For what? Desire, lust? No, it's not worth it. Things are already awkward as they are."

Grant, who's still holding your hand, takes it to his lips and kisses it softly. "All right. But things are not awkward at all. I think you do an amazing job and I think you're an amazing person. And I'll do as you ask me to, I promise."

"Thanks." You smile tenderly. You just feel like hug him and kiss him again, but you control yourself. And to think that four days ago you were despising him without even knowing him.

Grant takes a deep breath and releases your hand. "So, how do we do things later today?"

"Mmmm, I'll meet you at Nate's at 6, ok? You need to be there earlier to get ready and we'll go from there."

Grant nods. "Sure. Deal."

You finally start the engine to head back to your office. Grant remains silent for a while till he simply says like it's no big deal, "I wish I had met you out of this work thing."

You nod. "Yeah."

He sighs again and looks at you with a sad, resigned face.

You smile tenderly. "Don't do that. I'd rather see you smiling."

"And I'd rather kiss you." He replies back.

"Grant..."

"I know, sorry. I promise I'll behave." He apologizes.

You shake your head trying to hide a smile.

When you arrive at your office you drop Grant next to his car.

"So, at 6 at Nate's." You remember him.

Grant nods. "Yeah, and let me know whether they saved you a piece of the cake or not." He approaches you and before you can do anything he leans to kiss your cheek while holding your hand at the same time.

"Jeez, Grant!" You mumble embarrassed looking around.

"No one's here, relax."

"We have security cameras here in the parking lot." You inform him.

"It was just an innocent cheek kiss..." He winks at you with a smile and gets inside his car. "See you later."

"See you." You roll your eyes trying to suppress a grin. 'We're walking on thin ice here...' You sigh.