Will unlocked the door to his apartment and held the door open for Paul to go inside. The babysitter would arrive in a few minutes.

'Being questioned by the police really takes a lot out of your day,' Will realized.

'God, literally everyone is going to know about me and Paul. I don't even know whose reaction is going to be worse.'

Paul, wandering over to the kitchen and pulling out the pitcher of tea he knew was in there, poured himself a drink. Once he took a sip he walked over to the couch.

"Here," he handed his cup to Will. Sitting closely on the couch, Paul nudged Will with his knee. "What are you thinking?"

"That I'm going to get an angry mob banging on my door soon," Will honestly answered before taking a drink and handing the glass back to Paul.

"Yeah," Paul grimaced slightly putting the drink on the side table. "Who do you think is going to be the worst?"

"Well," Will leaned closer to Paul unconsciously, relaxing against his side, "Instinct says Adrienne. I'm sure she's looking for another reason to slap me. Of course," Will shrugged, "Justin will be crushed his dreams of you becoming his son-in-law are dashed so it could be him."

Paul rolled his eyes, "How sad for him."

"Grandma Kate will either be upset or say she suspected all along," Will continued smiling slightly at Paul's response. "I don't know who is going to be worse though."

"Probably Jake," Paul said with a slight growl to his tone.

"Uh huh," Will patted Paul on the stomach, "I'm sure he's heartbroken."

Several weeks earlier

"This will just take a minute," Kate told Will in a teasing tone. "I just need to get something out of my office then we can go to lunch."

"Right," Will replied in a suspicious tone. He followed his grandma out of the lobby, into an elevator and sighed. He knew his grandma didn't have to get anything out of her office. She had been on his case for a while now about moving on and starting to go out on dates.

'I wonder what would happen if I told her I'd been sleeping with Paul,' Will mused as they got out of the elevator and slowly walked towards Kate's office. Looking around, Will suddenly recalled that Paul was still the spokes model for their company. 'Oh god, I better not see him here.'

Will had done everything he could to steer clear of Paul after their last encounter. Will did his best to stay in the apartment and the one time he had gone out he literally hid behind the flower cart in the middle of the town to avoid Paul. He was fairly certain Paul had seen him anyway but he didn't follow after him at least.

Unconsciously Will brushed his fingers over the muted bruises on his thighs, leftover from his last encounter with Paul. 'I wonder if Paul looks at his neck the way I look at my thighs.'

"Alright it's just down here," Kate said before suddenly stopping and talking into an open office door, "Oh, Jake, I'm glad I bumped into you."

Will tried not to roll his eyes. 'Here it comes.'

"Of course," a deep voice answered pleasantly.

"I wanted to ask about the time for our conference call with Hong Kong," Kate smiled at him before waiting for his response. When he was done talking Kate snatched her hand out and dragged Will into Jake's office.

"Jake, this is my grandson, Will. He's the one I was telling you about," Kate informed him in a sickly sweet tone.

Will ripped his arm away from his grandma before finally looking over at Jake. 'Uh oh, he's hot,' Will thought before swallowing heavily.

Jake grinned widely as he extended his hand and shook Will's.

"Yes, I definitely remember," Jake looked Will over subtly. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Taking a moment, blinking a bit dumbly, Will answered, "You too, Jake."

"Why don't you two chat while I go get what I need, hmm?" Kate smiled before sneaking out of the office.

Whistling happily Kate sauntered over to her secretary's desk to wait a few moments. Flipping through the mail Kate was so pleased her plan was finally coming to fruition she didn't even notice when Paul headed her way.

"What's with the creepy smile?" Paul asked as he looked at Kate. Anything that made her that happy couldn't be good for him.

Ignoring Paul, Kate glanced at her watch before heading back to Jake's office and loudly saying, "I'm terribly sorry to do this but there's an urgent call. I'm going to have to cancel."

Paul, openly spying, lifted an eyebrow. 'What the hell is she doing?' Paul questioned.

"Oh," Will got up from where he was leaning against Jake's desk, "Are you sure? I thought you made us reservations at that Mandalay place."

"Well," Kate shot Jake a look, "Maybe Jake would be willing to take you."

"I'd love to," Jake stood up from his office chair and grabbed his suit jacket.

"Oh," Will looked at his grandma feeling a bit panicked, "It's OK. I'm sure you're busy."

"No," Jake flashed Will a white smile, "I need to take my lunch break now anyway. And after everything I've heard about you I can't wait to find out if it's all true."

"R-right," Will nodded weakly.

"You two should get going then if you want to make the reservation," Kate informed them as she stepped back out of the office.

Paul, attempting to look like he was doing something other than eavesdropping, leaned casually on the desk. He accidentally knocked over the potted plant on the edge of the secretary's desk when he saw Will, arm in arm with Jake of all people, being lead towards the elevator.

"You two have fun," Kate called before turning around and smirking to herself. Seeing Paul kneeling in a pile of dirt next to an overturned plant Kate lifted an eyebrow and quipped, "Looks like someone made a mess."

"What was that?" Paul demanded as he started using his hands to put the dirt back in the pot and shoving it back on the desk.

"What was what?" Kate gave him a blank look as she took in his dirt covered knees and hands.

"That," Paul pointed towards the elevator. "Will and Jake, what was that?"

Kate tilted her head, giving him a look, "Why do you care?"

"I-I don't," Paul tried to say before giving up. "I just want to know where they're going."

Kate smiled at Paul and said, "Like I'm going to tell you that." Turning on her heel Kate headed towards her office and marched off.

Paul glared at Kate's retreating back before hurrying behind the desk and going through her secretary's calendar. 'If you had reservations it's going to be in here,' Paul told himself as he finally found it.

Will gave Jake a puzzled smile, "I'm sorry but I don't get it."

"Sorry," Jake put his glass down. "I forgot you aren't in the same line of business as me." Jake smiled back at Will, "I've heard a lot about you from your grandma but I'd like to hear somethings from you."

"Well," Will had no idea what to say, "I have a toddler and I write for Sonnix Magazine."

"I knew that, actually," Jake moved closer in the circular booth, "I meant that I want to know about you as a person."

Paul, freshly cleaned, walked into the restaurant and after a few moments of talking and smiling at the hostess he managed to get a table, without a reservation, that was near Will and Jake's.

'What the hell am I doing?' Paul wondered as he held up a menu to his face so Will wouldn't recognize him. 'Did I seriously follow him here?'

Seeing Jake take Will's hand, Paul frowned unhappily. 'He hides behind flower carts when he sees me but he'll hold this jerks hand?'

Paul would admit that he didn't know much about Jake. Paul really didn't have much interaction with anyone other than Kate and Justin and a handful of others. However, Paul did know that he was nice looking and apparently gay judging by the way he was touching Will's hand and staring into his eyes.

"Right," Will tried to think of something to say that wouldn't make him sound like a total loser. 'I'm a recently divorced single father who can't stop hooking up with the man I cheated on my husband with even though he might be in love with my ex-husband. Yeah, that will certainly make me look good.'

"Well," Will looked into Jake's face and blushed heavily. "I don't know what to say," Will admitted quietly before hanging his head.

Jake reached over and took Will's hand, "Well maybe by the end of lunch you'll think of something."

Will glanced at Jake before looking to the side and doing a double take. 'You have got to be fucking kidding me!'

Paul lifted the menu over his eyes. 'Oh shit.'

"Something wrong?" Jake squeezed Will's hand.

"Uh," Will gently took his hand away, "No. I just need to use the restroom."

"Alright," Jake smiled after Will as he scooted out of the booth. "Don't take too long."

Will walked past Paul's table and hissed, "Follow me."

Paul closed the door behind him and after making sure no one else was in the bathroom locked the door.

"Are you being serious right now?" Will demanded while crossing his arms.

"What are you talking about?" Paul said evasively. "I was just trying to eat lunch."

"I don't think so," Will shook his head. "If that was true you wouldn't be staring me down like a stalker."

"I am not a stalker," Paul argued. "I just happened to be here."

"By yourself?" Will leveled Paul a sharp look.

"Yes," Paul tried. "I wanted to be alone."

"Uh huh," Will moved closer to Paul and poked him in the chest, "I don't think so. Let's just save time and you skip to the part where you tell me the truth."

Paul held Will's gaze before asking, "Why are you with that guy?"

"Because he invited me to lunch," Will said with a confused tone. "My grandma bailed on me and he offered to take me."

"Oh my god," Paul groaned, running his hands through his hair, "Will, I know you are not this st-"

"Hey," Will shouted, "I am not stupid."

"I know that," Paul sighed, "I'm sorry. I know you're not. But you have to see what this is."

"I'm well aware that my grandma set me up," Will confirmed before crossing his arms. "What I'm not aware of is why you're so concerned."

"Yeah, well, that makes two of us," Paul shook his head and looked away from Will.

Going to stand in front of the mirror Paul stared at himself and yanked on the collar of his shirt. 'What is wrong with you? Why did you follow him?'

Will took a few steps towards Paul uncertain what he should do. Looking at their reflections in the mirror Will's eyes immediately were drawn to Paul's neck.

'Oh,' Will saw the slightly purple skin, 'I guess that answers my question about the hickey.'

Paul noticed where Will's eyes were focused and he pulled his hand from his collar.

"Bit hard to keep my mind off of you when I have this marking me," Paul told Will before turning to face him again.

"I know the feeling," Will whispered hands moving up and down his thighs.

Paul moved closer to Will when he caught the movement of his hands. Curling his fingers around the belt loops on Will's pants, Paul pulled Will against him.

"I don't want you here with him," Paul finally admitted softly.

"Why?" Will whispered looking at Paul's forearms instead of his face.

"I-I'm not sure," Paul confessed, "I just know that I don't want you going out with anyone but me."

"Don't say that," Will closed his eyes and shook his head. "I can't hear things like that."

"Why not?" Paul pressed. "What's so wrong about it?"

"Because I'm not what you want," Will clenched his eyes tightly. "I'm just the one that's here."

"That's not true," Paul insisted pulling Will closer. "If I didn't want you why would I follow you here?"

"To drive me crazy," Will suggested. "Because I'm easy."

"Shut up," Paul hissed. "What is wrong with you?"

"A lot," Will opened his eyes. "That's why this is a bad idea."

"It's doesn't have to be anything more than this," Paul soothed, "Not yet, maybe not ever."

"I, um, I," Will pressed his lips together before looking up into Paul's eyes.

"Just stop thinking about why we shouldn't do this," Paul urged, "And think about why we should."

Before Will could say anything else Paul drew him into a deep kiss. Just like every time before, Will closed his eyes and worked his mouth against Paul's.

'Missed this,' Paul thought as he dragged one hand to Will's ass and the other to his inner thigh. He could remember exactly where his hands held onto Will's thighs. When he had Will's legs pressed to his chest and he was pounding deeply inside.

"Did you?" Paul asked against Will's lips.

"Did I what?" Will could barely focus.

"Did you feel it all day after I fucked you?" Paul questioned, "When you stood up could you feel your lower back tensing? When you bent over could you still feel me stretching you open?"

Will moaned slightly when Paul started pressing into his lingering bruises.

"Hmm?" Paul nipped at Will's jawline.

"Yes," Will admitted lowly. "I could feel you for days."

"Good," Paul praised before shoving Will against the sink and lifting him up on top of it.

"Oh god," Will groaned when Paul rutted against him.

Nuzzling against Will's exposed neck, hips working along him, Paul said, "Maybe I should leave you another mark, right here where everyone can see. Where Jake can see."

"Jake who?" Will wondered so focused on Paul he couldn't even remember.

Smirking, Paul dragged one tooth down Will's neck, "Exactly."

Will gasped when Paul's warm, wet mouth teasingly began sucking against his neck. Unconsciously Will wrapped one leg around Paul's waist and bucked against him.

Before it could get any farther a loud pounding sounded on the door.

"Fuck," Paul jumped, completely taken by surprise.

Will bit his lower lip before sliding off of the sink. Cheeks red and flaming Will had no idea how he and Paul were going to talk their way out of this.

"Open up," the hammering continued.

"Alright," Paul grumbled before unlocking the door and swinging it open.

"Oh," Paul said when he saw who was on the other side of the door. "Dad, what are you doing here?"

John, walking into the bathroom, easily answered, "I'm here with Doc and I needed the restroom. What are you doing?"

Finally seeing Will, John frowned, "Were you two fighting again?"

Will stared at John for a few moments before saying, "Nothing gets past those shrewd detective skills."

Paul shot Will an annoyed glance, "Something like that, Dad."

Will looked towards the mirror and put his hand over the fresh, red mark on his neck.

"I need to go," Will stated shimmying around Paul and past John. Will closed his eyes and sighed. Opening his eyes again Will groaned, 'Crap, Jake.'

"I thought you decided to stay away from Will?" John questioned.

"Things change," Paul answered rubbing up and down his arms. 'God, do they change.'

Author's note:

Sorry this update took so long.

One of these days Will and Paul need to actually talk in this fic instead of try to get in each others pants. One of these days.

Thanks for reading and please let me know what you thought.