AN: Hey there! Thanks for the reviews on the previous chapter. I appreciate it! I love y'all so much! So, the last chapter was rated M. Most of them won't be but the story is M, just to be safe. And I'm still not quite sure where I want to take this story. I have an idea but I'm still not sure. Anyway, here's Chapter 5!

Chapter 5

Addison's POV:

I wake up the next morning feeling pretty good. I got an amazing night of sleep. For some odd reason, I forgot about what happened the night before. I open up my eyes slowly, yawning softly. I thought that I was at my own house and that I was in my own bed. I am about to close my eyes again when I look down at the sheets. Red satin sheets...I don't have red satin sheets. That was when I begin to recall everything that had happened the night before. I came over to just talk to Charlotte, and we actually did talk, which was great, but we did a lot more than that. I can feel myself tingle down below by just thinking about it all again. I look at the bedside clock to see that it was 9 AM already. Holy crap. I think to myself, rubbing my eyes. I never get the chance to sleep in this late. I assume that Charlotte was already up, hiding from me or something like that. When I roll over onto my other side, I am surprised to see the petite blonde lying about 3 inches away from me, sleeping with a smile upon her face. I can't help but watch her sleep. She looks so peaceful. I really wanted coffee at that moment, but I didn't want to get up and end up disturbing her. Besides, I didn't know what cupboard it was in and I would end up making noise. I knew for a fact that Charlotte got less sleep than I did so I was going to let her keep sleeping. I could control my coffee craving for a little while longer. I know that she had insomnia in the past and even asked Pete to help treat it. That was way before Charlotte even decided to work in the Practice and we were all going nuts with her being around us all of the time. Now, I would say that we all get along just fine, so that's all that matters.

Charlotte almost looks like an angel when she was far away and dreaming next to me, although no one would ever call Charlotte an angel. They call her the Wicked Witch, the She-Devil, Cruella and many other things, but no one would ever dare to call Charlotte King an angel. Her reputation didn't put her out to look like one and I believe that's how she wants it to be. She'd rather be called the baddest bitch of them all than to be ever compared to something angelic. I guess I am one of the rare ones that would want to call the tough and mean Chief of Staff that name. She would probably rip my head off if she knew I was even thinking about that right now. I was contemplating doing this and I had no idea I was doing it until I felt my right hand rest onto Charlotte's soft face. I make a grimace, thinking I was going to wake up the beast, but nothing happened. The sexologist doesn't stir a bit. She remains in the same position and still has a content smile on her visage, like she didn't have any kind of worry in the entire world.

I can't help but smile at her. I begin to move my thumb softly across her face, caressing her cheek. I knew that if Charlotte woke up at this moment and she saw me doing this, she would kill me for sure. I move my body carefully over to her, making sure not to make any movements that would wake her up and I plant a delicate kiss on top of her forehead.

I am about to place a kiss on her lips when I feel the blonde stir next to me. Oh no...I woke up the sleeping tiger. I think to myself. I didn't have enough time to take my hand from her face before I see her pools of green slowly investigating me. She looks at me and then at my hand on her face. I lean back a little, expecting some kind of outburst, like What in the hell are ya doin'? or Get out of my bed!, but I wasn't even close. "Hey there." Charlotte says softly, with a warm smile, looking over at me. I assume that she was still sleepy so I didn't think she noticed my hand resting upon her face.

"Hey." I reply in a surprised tone. Oh my God, she didn't kill me...yet. I still had my hand on her cheek but I had stopped caressing it now. I feel a bit awkward so I drop my hand from her face. "Uh...how did you sleep?"

"I slept wonderfully." Charlotte answers me in a chipper voice, but she was still whispering. There was no way in Hell that Charlotte could be this happy in the morning. It was shocking to me. "You didn't have to stop doin' that, you know. It was fine."

"I thought you were going to bite my head off so I stopped..." I reply back honestly.

"Why in God's name would I wanna bite your head off, Addison?" Charlotte asks me with an amused expression. I was glad that she wasn't angry with me. I didn't want to argue with anyone, especially Charlotte, at this time in the morning.

"I don't know...because I was sort of being affectionate with you and I don't think you really like that, so..." I tell her as I bite my lip nervously.

Charlotte goes to say something, letting her mouth open wide and then, closes it abruptly. "Ah...I see what this is about..."

I raise an eyebrow at her, not sure what she was trying to get at. "I'm sorry...what?"

Charlotte doesn't hesitate one bit. "You're afraid to touch me because you think that I am gonna bite your head off and also that you think I regret everything that we did last night."

I knew last night's acts would be a topic of conversation between us eventually but I didn't think she'd be the first one to bring it up, since she doesn't like to talk. "Wait, wait...you don't regret it...?"

Charlotte tilts her head slightly, and continues to look at me. "Do you?" She says that a little louder, the grogginess from just waking up must have been finally wearing away.

I shake my head back and forth quickly. "No, no, it's not that. I just-" I couldn't get out what I want to say before I was interrupted.

"You want me to be completely honest right now?" Charlotte asks me and I nod. Of course I wanted her to be honest. That was one of the things I valued in a person. "I don't regret one single damn thing that happened last night...not at all."

"Are you serious?" I ask her in a shocked voice and her eyes narrow at me. "I mean, I just thought that you would be all, "Addison, get the hell outta my house and never talk to me ever again."" I do my best Southern accent to get my point across.

Charlotte snickers quietly and shakes her head. "You know...I thought that's what I was gonna do as well and I thought I was goin' to have a bunch of regrets but nope...I don't have any...not even one."

"Oh...well...that's good, I guess...right?" I look over at Charlotte, who nods back at me. "So...where do we go from here...?"

"What do you mean?" Charlotte answers my question with another question. I love when that happens.

"Well...what is going to happen with us? Is it just going to be...," I point my finger from my body over to hers repeatedly. "...this?" Charlotte opens her mouth to say something but I keep on talking. "I know how you are Charlotte...you're all about sex, and sex is great and all, obviously, but I don't think I could just do this without getting involved or attached in some sort of way."

I open my mouth to say something else but my mouth is kept closed by Charlotte's index finger. "If you would've let me continue with what I was sayin', I would've answered you by now." I swallow hard and look at her nervously. "Are ya done now?" I nod. "Good!" Charlotte drops her finger from my lips and begins to speak. "I was gonna say that, all of this, it's new territory for me...for the both of us, actually, and it's kind of scary. Who would've ever imagined the day that Charlotte King admitted that she was scared, huh?" I smile at her and wait for her to continue. "I think we should try it out...try us out...and see where it takes us."

"You really mean that?" I ask her curiously, not really believing it.

"Yes, I really mean it." My smile grows wide at that. I had a really good feeling about this inside of my gut. I had no idea why, but I did. "What's the smile for?"

I shrug while I still look at her with a pleased smile. "I don't know, I'm just...I'm just really excited right now. I don't know why."

Charlotte grins as she moves a little closer to me. I feel her naked body press up against mine and I hold in a moan. "Well, I don't blame you. You are lyin' next to a very hot woman right now...a very hot woman that happens to be stark naked."

I bite my lip, looking into Charlotte's eyes. "Indeed, you are...but you should know something about me...and do you want to know that something?"

Charlotte leans her head closer to me, nodding softly. "Of course, I would love to know."

"It's not about the beauty on the outside that I care about..." I set a finger on her chest and smile. "It's the beauty on the inside that is really important."

Charlotte looks down at my finger and back up at me. "Oh, you mean the dark, black hole where my heart is supposed to be? Yeah, there's no heart in there. There never was one in there."

I couldn't help but grin at that remark. "Oh, there isn't a heart in there?" I lower my head down and place it against her chest. I hear the "lub-dub, lub-dub" sound of Charlotte's heart beating. "Something is beating in there, so what is it?" I grin up at her but still keep my head in the exact spot.

"A time bomb...that's about to explode at any given minute." Charlotte replies back while chuckling evilly. "It's for all those times where you bugged the livin' crap outta me. Now we'll both go down in flames." I laugh at Charlotte, and I even end up snorting a little bit. "What? Was it that funny?"

I nod up at her. "Yes, it actually was. I haven't snorted like that in such a long time!"

Charlotte laughs and looks down at me. "Oh, I can pervert that on so many levels. You don't even know."

"You would, Charlotte!" I giggle and shake my head. "You seriously hang around Amelia way too much. She's beginning to rub off on you..." I realize that the last sentence could be perverted as well. When Charlotte grins widely, I sigh. "You perverted that too, didn't you?"

Charlotte nods proudly. "You betcha I did! But you're the one who brought it up; I wasn't even gonna say anything about it." I smile blissfully and keep listening to her steady heartbeat. It was so calming and peaceful to me. "Hey, Amelia must be rubbin' off on you as well if you found that dirty too, unless you're secretly some über sexual person."

I pull back from her chest finally, and look down at our naked bodies pressed together, and I had no shame about it whatsoever. "Well, you know what they say, Charlotte..." I lean in close to her ear before continuing. "It's always the ones that you least expect to be dirty that are the sex animals."

Charlotte licks her lips casually, and glances down at my chest. She takes her finger and begins to run it up and over my breasts. It causes me to get tingles all over my body. "Okay...maybe you're a sex animal, but I am a sex goddess. Sex Goddess beats out Sex Animal so ha!"

I laugh hard. "Okay, okay, you win! I lose!" Charlotte laughs proudly and I shake my head. "You're so weird, you know that right?"

Charlotte rolls her eyes at me. "Of course I know, but does it really look like a give a damn?"

I smirk. "No...you really don't." Charlotte begins to rub my side sensually and I blush a little bit.

Charlotte notices this and grins cheekily. "Are you blushin', Addison?" I shake my head. "Psh, don't lie to me. No one is a better liar than Charlotte King."

"You do realize that you sound so narcissistic and full of yourself when you say things like that?" I ask her while grinning.

"What can I say? How can I not love myself? I'm amazin'!" Charlotte jokes around and winks at me. "Seriously though, you're blushin'...why?"

"I don't know...just being here with you, and in this way, it's all new, you know? I think anyone would blush..." I try to explain how I'm feeling and I end up laughing nervously.

Charlotte simply smiles at me. "It's fine. I won't tell anyone that I caused you to blush...the secret's safe with me!"

I grin and let out a sigh. "I didn't think you would, but thank you!" I smile as I slowly reach up my hand and set it on Charlotte's face again. I just stare at her for a moment and look into her eyes. She just raises her eyebrows and looks at me. "I'm going to kiss you now."

Charlotte grins at me. "Well, what the hell are you waitin' for? You don't have to tell me, you can just do it."

I cup her face with both of my hands and I kiss her tenderly on the lips. Charlotte puts her hands behind my neck and pulls me closer to her. She starts to deepen the kiss and slowly pushes her tongue inside of my mouth. I let out a soft moan as Charlotte pushes me down flat on the bed and lies on top of me. I let my hands get tangled in her rowdy blonde hair. We continue to have a heated make out session until something dawns on me. I break the kiss abruptly and Charlotte looks at me like I'm crazy, which I am, but that's beside the point. "Uh...sorry...I just have a quick question..."

"Yeah...what is it...?" Charlotte narrows her eyes at me. "You better have a good reason for breakin' up that nice kiss..."

I hesitate for a moment and I begin to speak. "Well, I wondering...who are we gonna tell about this...us?"

Charlotte gives me a weird look. "Why? Who do you plan on tellin', anyway?"

"Well, just Violet and-" I begin to say but I'm cut off.

"No...no...you can't tell Violet!" Charlotte retorts.

"But why? She's my best-" I am cut off again and I let out a frustrated exhale.

"I don't give a flyin' cow's ass if she's your best friend...and even if Violet was actually someone important, like the President or the Pope, I still wouldn't want you to tell her." Charlotte explains to me. "Now, are we done here? 'Cause I would really like if we could continue from where we left off." She begins to lean down to kiss me and I press my index finger to her lips.

"Why? What's so bad about people knowing about us?" I ask her curiously. I was nervous about what would people say but I'm sure they would all find out one way or another anyway.

"I don't trust, Violet. She's a shrink and she'll end up tellin' everybody in the practice!" Charlotte yells and then lets out a sigh. "I don't know about you but I'm not sure I really want people at the Practice knowin' that I'm datin' a woman..."

"They're going to find out eventually so wouldn't you feel better if-" I am rudely interrupted by the blonde.

"Nope!" Charlotte doesn't let me finish, again.

"But you didn't even let me fin-" Really?

"Noooo!" She tells me again and I groan.

"Char-" I go to yell her name and I didn't get that out before she interrupted me again for the thirtieth time.

"Nuh uh!" I knew she was teasing me this time because she had the widest grin imaginable.

"Charlotte, please! I'm trying to be serious about this." I plead to her and look into her eyes.

She stops grinning and sighs. "Alright, fine...what were you sayin'?"

"I was saying..." I wait for Charlotte to interrupt me again and when she doesn't, I continue. "We can hide it from everyone but eventually, they will find out. Whether someone outright tells them or they just put the clues together on their own, it's still the same. So I don't know why you're so afraid..." Well, that was kind of a lie. I had a feeling why Charlotte didn't want anyone to know about us. We haven't been together for not even over a day yet so I can understand her weariness about telling everyone. I remember how long it took the Practice to find out Cooper was dating Charlotte back in the day. Charlotte was a secretive person, I had to admit.

I knew this was going to be difficult for us both but I had a feeling this would be easier for me. Charlotte and I were different, in so many ways. I am more of the open type. I am more public with things whereas Charlotte is a little closed off and very private. Maybe this was easier for me than Charlotte because my mother was a lesbian for many years before she had died and I honestly had no idea. It was a complete and utter shock to me at first but I truly was happy for Bizzy in the end.

Charlotte shrugs at me. "I don't know...I just...I..."

I look at her encouragingly. "Yeah, Charlotte?"

"I'm afraid of what they'll say..." Charlotte says in such a soft voice that I can barely even hear her.

I make a pouty face at her. "Oh, Charlotte, it doesn't matter-"

"The hell it doesn't matter!" Charlotte spits out. "They call me the nicest names already." She says sarcastically. "The Wicked Witch and Cruella are funny names when I say it about myself but when someone else says it..." She shakes her head. "I'm not the strongest woman in the entire universe...people may think I am, but I'm really not. I hate the names that they give me. I don't deserve to be called names...hell, does anyone?" Charlotte starts to frown now and I swear that I saw a tear forming in her eye. "I'm not tryin' to be selfish, alright? And it's nothin' against you, Addison...I just, I can't deal with someone callin' me a lesbian now on top of everything else...it's just so hard for me to even deal with this..."

I continue to look at her as I run my hands up and down her back soothingly. "Charlotte, this is hard for me too...maybe not as much because Bizzy was a lesbian but...if you're not comfortable, or you don't want to do this, we don't have to." I frown a little myself. "We can pretend it never even happened." When she stays quiet and just stares down, I let out a sigh. She's going to take it all back.

"Addison...I don't want to pretend it never happened, I honestly don't." Charlotte looks into my eyes. "I...like this...I do...I just can't have everyone knowin' about it now...I need to get used to this for a lil' bit..." Charlotte shrugs. "Fine...tell Violet...I was gonna tell Amelia anyway...but let's wait on tellin' anyone else...alright?"

I nod in agreement and smile reassuringly. "Okay." I felt like for these past few days, I was able to see a different side of Charlotte, a side that many other people didn't often get to see. I saw the emotional side of Charlotte, and even the softer side of her. It made me like her even more. I lean up to kiss her softly on the lips and I pull back.

"Speakin' of work, I think we should get goin'! We're already late." Charlotte rolls off of me, gets up from the bed and walks out of the room, not bothering to put on any clothes and that made me laugh. "What's so damn funny?"

Shit. She heard me. "Nothing!" I get up from the bed and realize that I have nothing to wear. Oh, great. I pick up my underwear and dress from the floor. I set them on the chair in the corner of the room. I hadn't planned on spending the night at Charlotte's, but then again, I didn't plan on having sex with her either.

"Uh huh!" Charlotte calls out. I hear some rustling and banging out in the kitchen and I assumed Charlotte was making some coffee or something to eat. I hope it's coffee. I am about to walk out of the room when I see Charlotte's blankets sprawled out all over. I let out a huff and walk over to the bed. If there was one thing I hated, it was a messy bed. I begin to make her bed. I finish pulling up the covers and was fixing up the pillows when I hear Charlotte behind me. "Are you seriously makin' my bed?" I let out a little squeak, drop the pillow on the bed and turn around. "Oh, I scared you, didn't I?"

I nod, feeling a little embarrassed that Charlotte scared me. "Yeah, you kind of did...but it's just a habit of mine...I always have to make the bed...sorry."

Charlotte grins. "No worries...I've always wanted a maid...do you cook too?"

I raise an eyebrow at her and give her a "Really?" look. "Sorry, I'm not going to be your maid, Charlotte."

"Damn...oh well." She chuckles and looks at me. "Are you gonna go to work like that?" She motions to my naked body.

I smirk. "I could ask you the same exact thing."

Charlotte shakes her head. "Well, feel free to wear whatever you want of mine...we seem like we're the same size and if we're not, oh well, you'll have to deal with it." She points to her closet and smiles. "There's my closet, so take a look around. I'm gonna shower, and there's coffee in the kitchen, so help yourself to whatever."

I smile gratefully. "Thank you, Charlotte!"

"Yeah, yeah, it's no problem." She offers me a warm smile before turning and heading out of the room.

Once I hear the water running, I go over to Charlotte's closet and look inside. "Oh, wow, these are great..." I say as I look through all of the dresses and other clothes that she had. Charlotte was more stylish than I had originally thought. I almost thought I wasn't going to be able to decide on what one to wear because they were all so nice, when I finally decide on a teal dress, and I choose a pair of heels that seem to match it the best and I lay down the dress on the bed. I am about to walk out of the room butt naked but I felt weird so I retreat back to Charlotte's closet. The woman must have a robe in here somewhere. It takes me a minute but I find one. I slip it on, feeling more comfortable and I head out to Charlotte's kitchen for some coffee. I was awake but I was never fully awake until I had my first cup of coffee. I pour myself a cup, adding a tiny scoop of sugar and milk, then start sipping on it casually. I just stand there and begin to wonder what everyone would think about me and Charlotte, when everyone would finally know about us. It's not that I really cared anyway, but I know that I care less about what people say about me than Charlotte does.

People have been saying things about me ever since I was a little girl, because my mother was Bizzy Forbes Montgomery and my father is "The Captain" Montgomery. I've been dealing with names like "spoiled rotten" and "the little brat with the 25 million dollar trust fund" for quite a long time, so it doesn't really affect me anymore. I am a strong person, but Charlotte is too. I know she is, but everyone is different. I am also older than Charlotte too, with myself being 44 and Charlotte being 32, so maybe I've had more time to deal with these types of things. Whatever the reason, I would keep my word and only tell Violet, and pray to God that she wouldn't tell a soul. Well, I wouldn't actually pray to God, because I don't pray, but I could trust Violet. She wouldn't tell anyone, and she was the only one I planned on telling anyway. I didn't really talk to anyone else in the Practice. I drifted away from most of the people there, since most of them were my exes.

I am still thinking about all of this when I hear light footsteps come into the kitchen. I look up to see Charlotte, who had her hair up in a towel, and another one wrapped around her body. "You look like you're deep in thought...everything alright?" She inquires with a grin as she pours coffee for herself.

"Yeah, everything is fine. I was just thinking." I smile at her and take another sip of coffee.

"Is it somethin' I should know about?" Charlotte asks again and I shake my head. "'Cause you know you can talk to me about it."

I finish my coffee quickly and set down the cup. "You really are starting to sound like Violet."

Charlotte grunts and shoves me lightly. "Oh, shut up, and go shower already."

I shake my head. There's one way to get Charlotte King to be quiet; compare her to Violet Turner. I laugh to myself as I walk into the bathroom, slip off the robe and get into the shower. I usually am the type of person that takes very hot 15 minute long showers but today I didn't feel that way, and since I was already late, I didn't want to waste anymore time. I wash my hair with the fruity shampoo that Charlotte has, shave myself quickly yet carefully and I am out of the shower in less than 10 minutes. That was a record, I think! I drip off my hair and walk out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around me and I see that Charlotte has already dried her hair, was already in a ruby red dress and had started to apply her makeup. "Well, you're quick, aren't you?" I tease her and she rolls her eyes.

"I can go so much faster, trust me." I hear her say that and my mind goes off into Dirty Land. Wow, one night with Charlotte King turned me into such a naughty person. Who would've expected that, huh?

"Psh, okay." I laugh as I continue to get ready myself.

About an hour later, we both arrive to the Practice in separate cars, yet at the same exact time. We didn't want anything to look conspicuous. Come to think of it, arriving at the same exact moment in separate cars and walking in together seems pretty suspicious too but oh well!

As we take the elevator up to the fifth floor, Charlotte pokes me in the side. I look over to her with a smirk. "Yes, Charlotte?" She doesn't reply to me. All she does is pull me in for a quick yet passionate kiss. I am left wanting more when she pulls back.

"I just want to remind you about what we talked about earlier this mornin'..." Charlotte says in a coy voice and I nod, knowing exactly what she was talking about.

"Yes, Charlotte, I won't tell anyone except for Violet...otherwise, my lips are sealed." I tell her truthfully and she chuckles. "Why are you laughing?"

Charlotte shakes her head. "No reason! I just hope you stick to your word 'cause if anyone finds out, you won't get any more of this..." She tells me as she begins to kiss me again. I am about to lean in when she pulls back and the elevator doors open. She winks at me and struts out of the elevator. I shake my head myself as I follow her out.

Naturally, Violet and Amelia happen to be right at the front desk checking their messages, as if they had planned it beforehand. It wouldn't surprise me if Amelia and Violet already talked about us, since Amelia is Charlotte's best friend and Violet is mine. Charlotte and I begin to look at our messages as well.

"Hello Charlotte, how are you doing this morning?" I hear Violet ask and I look up with an amused expression.

"Just lovely." Charlotte says through gritted teeth and I had to bite my lip so I wouldn't burst out laughing. You got to love when Violet gets on Charlotte's back within the first ten seconds of seeing her.

"I sense that you're being sarcastic with me...any reason why?" Violet continues to hammer her with questions and I couldn't help but let out a soft giggle. Charlotte looks over to me with a glare and I stop immediately.

"No...why on Earth would I be sarcastic towards you, Violet?" Charlotte retorts with as much sarcasm as she possibly could.

Amelia, who was being quiet this entire, which wasn't like her, finally chimes in. "Violet, why are you messing with Charlotte this early in the morning? Look at her, she actually looks...happy today."

Oh, they know. There's no doubt about that. I think to myself and look over at Charlotte, who looked like she was trying to keep her composure.

"Hmm?" Violet has a hint of surprise to her voice when she looks from Amelia and back over to Charlotte. "Yeah, you do look happy, Charlotte. What happened?"

"Nothin' happened, alright?" Charlotte shoots back at her. "Just 'cause I had a wonderful night's sleep doesn't mean anything happened...you just need to get a life..." Violet continues to smile even though she was just insulted, and Amelia just laughs under her breath. I, on the other hand, was Switzerland. I wasn't going to say anything or get involved, for obvious reasons. Charlotte looks away and lets out a loud groan. "And what the hell? I don't have one damn patient today? That's great...I came into work for nothin'..."

I shake my head. "You might as well go and check up on St. Ambrose...since it's your hospital and you're the Chief of Staff after all."

Charlotte glances at me with a pleased look to her face. "You know, that's a great idea, actually...why didn't I think of that? I think I'll go do that!" I think Charlotte was just relieved to get out of Violet's presence. She loves her job, without a doubt, but I know she doesn't love it that much. "I'll see y'all later!" Charlotte merely glances at Amelia and Violet but holds my gaze for a moment before turning on her heel and begins to head for the elevator.

"Hey, wait up a minute, bitch! I need to go to the hospital too!" Amelia runs past Violet and me to Charlotte in the elevator. I knew Amelia being quiet and polite wouldn't last that long. That was a personal record for her, I think.

I let out a laugh once the elevator doors close and now it's just Violet standing next to me. I turn my head back around and look down at my messages again. I have two patients at the practice and I have to deliver a baby at the hospital later in the day. It was going to be a pretty easy day for me. I could feel Violet staring at me so I turn my head towards her slowly. She has a smug look on her face. "What?"

Violet continues to give me that look. "So, are you going to tell me what happened or not?"

I let out a soft laugh. I lift up the patient files for the day and hold them up. "Not now...I got patients, Vi..."

"Your first patient doesn't come in until noon. It's 11:30 now." Violet says in a matter of fact tone.

"How did you know that?" I nearly forget the time my patient was coming in at and I just saw it two seconds ago so how did Violet possibly know?

"Because I looked at your files..." Violet says casually and shrugs. "I'm sorry. I was here early today and I was bored..."

I sigh. "If you must know, I-" I am about to tell her the story when I see Jake, Pete and Cooper heading our way. "Uh...let's go to my office..." I suggest to Violet as I begin to walk to my office. All I needed was for the boy's to listen in on our conversation. I would be screwed if they found out. I wait until Violet is in my office before I close the door behind us.

Violet sits down on the arm of the couch, smiles at me smugly and continues to look up at me. When I walk over and sit down at my desk, she walks over and sits in the chair in front of me instead. "I am waiting, you know."

I place my files for the day on my desk and I lean back in my chair while looking at her. "Well, what do you want to know?"

"Everything!" Violet replies quickly. "Well, whatever you want to tell me!"

I stay quiet for a moment and continue to look at her. I can trust Violet. She wouldn't tell anyone. Would she? "You have to promise me something first..."

"Of course!" Violet smiles amiably. "Anything, Addison!"

"You can't tell a living soul about this...do you hear me? Not one..." I say to her seriously and she nods. "I mean it, Violet. I know how you can be."

Violet acts like she's locking her lips and throws away the key. "I promise not to tell a living soul...I won't even tell my cat!" With that, I raise an eyebrow at her. "What did you do...? Oh God, you two committed a murder, didn't you? I swear, I'm not going to be bailing you or Charlotte out, I hope you know. I already bailed someone out once, and I don't plan on doing it again."

"Violet, no! We didn't commit a murder...well, maybe Charlotte has in the past but that's not the point!" I continue to look at her and sigh irritatedly. "Now what I tell you right now is not to leave this office, alright? And don't tell anyone...especially Cooper."

"Alright, I get it now, Addison!" Violet replies back to me and she tilts her head at the mention of her best friend. "I can't tell Cooper...wow...this is serious..."

I half glare at her now. "Violet..."

"I won't tell him! I won't tell anyone!" Violet pleads to me. She usually keeps her word so I know I can trust her.

"Okay...well, I went over to talk to Charlotte last night..." Violet was listening to me interestedly.

"Go on, go on, I'm listening!" Violet crosses her arms lightly across her chest and smiles politely.

"And we talked...about what's going on..." I continue with my story and I see that I still have her attention. "And then we..." I giggle softly and stop abruptly. "We..."

"You...you what?" Violet urges me to continue on. Whether she could tell from my amused expression or maybe she just knew, she leans back with her jaw dropped. "You two had sex?"

Violet says this very loudly and articulately and if there happened to be someone creeping outside of my office, they would surely hear it. "Shh, Violet!" I remind her and she closes her mouth. "Yes...we did...I didn't plan this beforehand either..."

"Well, do we ever really plan that? I know I don't...wait...that's a lie...I have planned that a few times..." Violet says that and I resist the urge to face palm at it. "Uh, how was it? Was it good? Was she good?"

I let out a laugh when she asks me this and I can't help but blush. That's the first time I ever blushed when talking about my sex life. "Honestly?" Violet nods at me. "It was one of the greatest things I've ever felt...it was mind-blowing..."

"Mind-blowing...wow..." Violet chuckles and smiles widely at me. "So, does this mean that you two are together...or are you two just going to do...that, all the time?"

"Charlotte said that she'd like to try us out...and see what happens..." I play with my hands in my lap and look at her happily. "Would it be weird if I said that I'm really excited about this?"

Violet shakes her head and continues to smile at me. "No, no, not at all! It's normal to get good vibes during relationships."

"It's only been...not even a day...but I have a really good feeling, Violet...and I don't care that she's a woman either..." I smile even more and laugh.

"Like I said before, there's nothing wrong with that! Although, it's kind of weird that you're dating the Wicked Witch." Violet lets out an amused cackle.

"Hey, she's not that bad...if you get to know her..." I explain to her. "Maybe if you guys didn't call her those names or pick on her the first second she walks into the Practice, you'd see that." I defend Charlotte. I couldn't help it. I know Violet didn't mean much by it but ever since I saw Charlotte get emotional over what people say, I can't let someone do it to her.

"You're getting pretty defensive, huh?" Violet points out and I shrug. "You really like her, don't you?"

"It's only been a day, Vi..." I reply back and shrug again.

"That doesn't mean anything, necessarily...you've worked with her for how long? A little over 5 years now?" Violet explains with a smile. "It sometimes takes ages for us to realize that we truly care about someone...and then at times, we find out right away. I think that's great, Addison. I'm happy for you!"

"Are you really?" I ask her and she nods in agreement. "Well, I'm glad...my best friend approves of us."

"I do!" Violet says happily. "Well, I better let you get ready for your patient because I have a patient as well!" I look over to the clock and see that it's 11:45. "If you need me, I'm right next door."

"Alright, Vi..." Violet gets up and heads for my door. "Hey, Violet!"

"Hmm?" She turns back around to me with her hand on the door. "Yeah, Addison?"

"Thank you...for keeping this quiet...I appreciate it...Charlotte appreciates it." I tell her truthfully while smiling.

Violet nods. "What are friends for, right?" We share a laugh as Violet walks out and I'm left alone in my office.

I open up my patient file and look it over for a moment before stopping. Maybe I did care for Charlotte more than I had thought before. We did know each other for quite a while but we were never close before a few days ago. I considered her as a friend, but Charlotte never considered me as her friend. Our relationship basically just started but I had a very good feeling about it all. I normally didn't get gut feelings, and if I did, I would never listen to them, but this time around, I was going to trust it.

I got a great idea at that moment and I couldn't help but smile. I was going to bring it up to Charlotte later. I just hoped that she would like it! I let out a content sigh as I look back down at the file, and continue to think about the gorgeous blonde that seemed to have quite a hold on me.

AN: Well, there's chapter 5! Like I said, I have a few ideas of where I want this story to go but I'm not sure yet. It's not even close to ending yet so don't worry y'all! Now please, give me a review while you're down here. Click that button! Haha. I love hearing feedback, whether it be positive or negative, but hopefully positive. Constructive criticism is good though, and long reviews are even better!