A/N This was a M-rated chapter, but I made it T. Maybe still a little on the edge on some part. Enjoy.

"So.." Ed said as he showed Veronica in. He wasn't planning on taking her here but he cleaned up a little just in case. He was now very glad he did, at least it didn't look like some frat house anymore. "Can I take your coat?"

She handed it to him, looking around the apartment. "Sure, thanks." She walked further inside. "Bachelor pad."

"It's not that bad?"

She smiled at him. "No, but big tv, nice couch.."

"It's a men's house.."

"It sure is."

"Not going to profile me are you?"

She looked up at him. "I'm a chef."

"With a degree in criminology."

"You saying you're a criminal?"

"No."

"Mind showing me your bedroom?"

"See, there you go with the profiling.." He said as he walked towards his bedroom in front of her. "It's.. I wasn't expecting to bring you here.."

She raised her eyebrows at him. "Hiding another girl? Or is your collection of porn all over your bed?"

"Neither." He opened the door to let her in.

"So, it's a little messy. You haven't seen my room." She looked around, it was nothing special. His uniform was thrown on his half-made bed, as were some shirts. "Couldn't decide on what to wear.. hmm.."

"See, profiling."

She smiled at him, knowing he would react, realizing that maybe she really did profile him. "So, where are all the weights and guns?"

"Spare room."

She laughed. "So if I'd want to stay over I'd have to cuddle up with cold metal?" He smiled at her. "Not sure that does it for me."

He wanted to react but his stomach interrupted them. "Let's make some dinner first."

…

"I'm sorry I burned everything.." Ed said as he watched Veronica cook in his kitchen.

"It's fine, I like cooking."

"Well, yeah.. but I wanted to cook for you."

"And you did.."

"Before I burned it all.." She smiled and took her apron off before putting it around his neck. "Then try again." She looked him over before smiling. "You do not look good in an apron."

"Hey.." He turned to the stove. "You know I could burn it again, right?"

"No, because I'm right here watching you." She said, looking him up and down and paying no attention to the food.

"I saw that." He said smiling.

"Hey, I've caught you checking out my ass more than once.."

"That's because you've got such a great ass." He backed her up against the counter. "When are you going to let me tell Greg we're dating?"

She sighed, that was the second time today he brought it up. "That'll ruin everything."

He kissed her neck. "Why?"

"Because he'll tell my mom, and she'll explode."

"She likes me.."

"As Greg's friend.. not as my lover."

"Hmm, god I love it when you say that." He kissed her and moved his hands under her shirt. "Come one, V. Your friends know, why can't mine?"

"Because your friend is currently thinking about proposing to my mom?"

"I want to shout it from the rooftops, but if I can't do that.. at least let me tell my best friend?" He pushed some strands of hair out of her face.

"Ed.." She sighed. "After they get married?"

"You don't even know when they're getting married, if they are.."

"Please?"

"So, I can't kiss you on the next team barbecue?"

"No, can't even hold my hand.."

He nodded. "And during the wedding I can't kiss you on the dance floor?"

"We can't even slow dance." He grumbled. "Please, Ed.. I don't want to mess things up."

"Okay." He smiled at her. "After the wedding."

"Thank you." She gently kissed him. "Now you should go back to dinner before you really do burn it again."

He turned around to look after dinner while she went to look for a good movie or two.

…

"Do you want me to drop you off at Angela's?"

Veronica shook her head and straddled him on the couch. "I believe I was promised a kiss."

He let his hands slide from her hips to her ass. "I believe we did plenty of that in the kitchen."

She brought her face close to his. "Are you saying you don't want to make out with me?"

"I don't remember saying anything like that."

He kissed her none to gently. He soon moved down her neck, careful not to leave any marks. He tried to keep all his blood from rushing south, but he knew it was a losing battle. He turned them so they were lying on the couch, he was on top in between her legs. He looked down at her before kissing her again, driving his hips into her.

"Fuck, Ed." She gasped when she felt him. "Were you watching a different movie then I was?" She joked.

He smiled against her throat before biting lightly. "No, but I had a very sexy woman sitting next to me." One of his hands moved up from her hip to her breast. "One who's been throwing herself at me all evening."

She laughed at him. "I so haven't done that." But she threw her head back and pushed her hips into him when he kissed a sensitive spot in her neck. "Ed.."

"Yeah?" He smiled down at her, he loved having this control over her.

"Please.." She tried to pull him closer.

"Please what, V?"

"Don't make me beg.."

"I would love to hear you beg.."

She glanced to her right and pushed the coffee table a little further away before turning them around. Ed hit the ground with a loud thud while she landed straddling him.

"I. Don't. Beg."

"Oh baby I know you will be begging by the end of the night." He leaned up and kissed her, pulling her down. "Especially since you haven't had sex in a while."

"Who says I haven't had sex in a while?"

"You did, though not in so many words." He wanted to pull off her dress but she still had her hands planted on his chest so he couldn't. He instead settled for pushing the dress up so it was scrunched at her hips.

"No I didn't."

"In the car, after you said your friend needed to get some. You seemed very knowing that sometimes you just really need to get laid." He kissed her. "Don't worry, I really want to be of service to you."

She wanted to say something about the smug look on his face but he pushed the coffee table further away and turned them around.

"So, what was it that you want?" He kissed her again.

She roughly bit his lip. "I'm not going to beg.."

"Let's see how you think about that in 10 minutes.." He lifted her up a little so he could pull off her dress entirely. He looked at the matching set of underwear. "God, I love lace." His hand travelled down. "Want to move this somewhere else? Somewhere more comfortable?"

"Nu-uh, we're staying here mister."

…

He rolled off of her, both breathless. Veronica turned her head so she could look at him. "Fuck."

He looked at her, a smug smile on his face. "Told you, you would beg."

She smacked his chest. "Shut up."

"So, think you're going to be sore tomorrow.."

"We just had rough sex on the carpet. I'm pretty sure I've got carpet-burn on my shoulder blades, and I've used muscles I haven't used in.. a while."

"A while?" He smiled at her. "I knew it! How long has it been?"

"Not going to happen, G-man."

"I'll tell you mine?"

"Your divorce was a year and a half ago, I'm sure you've had sex more recently than me. Big bachelor life."

"What if I told you I haven't slept with anyone else since I first slept with my ex-wife?"

"Hmm, unhappy marriage?"

"She cheated, I told you that."

"M-hm, so I'm guessing you and her didn't have sex very often?" She could hear him huff.

"Understatement." He looked over at her. "You're profiling me, aren't you."

She smiled at his tone of voice. "Okay, tell me yours, then I'll tell you mine."

"2 years." He raised his eyebrows, as if saying 'beat that'.

"7"

His eyes widened. "7?" She blushed and nodded. "That's.."

"A long time, I know."

"It's not that bad.."

She smiled at him. "Liar."

"Well, I'm honoured you chose me to break that streak."

A/N Please review?