Everything moved slowly in my town. People moved at their own pace here. The bakery said it would be at least an hour before they could have dinner delivered to the office. It wasn't that big of a deal. I was willing to wait for a free meal, and it was still better than a can of soup back at my place. I wasn't ready to go home yet.

There was a soft and comfy couch against the wall in the break room, but I found myself still too pumped up to sit. It was like my body couldn't relax with all the adrenaline that filled it. I paced around for a bit and only stopped when Dr. Matthews stepped into the room.

He'd changed into a casual, lime green polo shirt and gray slacks. His hair was still damp from his shower. He wasn't wearing an undershirt and it was once again apparent how good of shape he was in. The outline of his muscular chest was obvious.

“I needed that,” he said, closing the door behind him.

“Me too,” I said. “I wanted to tell you that you did great today. Thanks for being awesome. I'm glad you were here.”

He took a step toward me, his eyes locking with mine. “Hannah, if it wasn't for you, I couldn't have done any of that.”

“I don't know about that.” My ponytail swung like a pendulum across my back as I shook my head. “You did all of the hard work.”

“Don't sell yourself short,” he said assertively, taking another step toward me and closing the gap between us. “I couldn't have done this without you. We were a team. Not to sound too cheesy, but where would Batman be without Robin?”

I laughed. “I think Batman would have been just fine.”

“No way,” he said. “While Batman was out there taking all the glory, Robin was handling the little things. He was making sure everything went smoothly. You're my Robin.”

It was a strange metaphor for our working relationship, but I actually found it endearing and cute. We stood there for a moment, just the two of us, in the privacy of the break room. It was silent except for our breathing and the faint sound of the air conditioner.

Something happened in that moment. I'm not sure exactly what it was, but there was suddenly a magnetic pull that drew me toward Dr. Matthews. It was powerful. So much so, that it felt like even if I had tried to resist it, it wouldn't have made any difference.

He took another small step toward me, bringing the toe of his shoes so that they touched mine. He reached forward and took my hands in his, never taking his eyes off of me for a second.

My heart jumped out of my chest and a burst of energy flowed through me. Dr. Matthews had obviously felt the same pull of attraction that I had. It was electric and so thick in the air that I could practically taste it.

“Hannah,” he said softly. “I don't know what I'd do without you.”

He lifted one of his hands and brought it to my cheek. His touch caused me to take a quick inward breath. He cradled my chin, lifting it so that our eyes were in direct line of sight. Everything inside of me froze and heated at the same time.

Dr. Matthews leaned in and brought his lips toward mine. He paused right before our lips touched. Just for a moment, though. It was as if he were making sure that I wanted this. The universe held its breath as we both held our breath. I noticed everything from the way his aftershave lingered in the air to the water droplets in his hair. After a second that felt like eternity, he leaned in the rest of the way, firmly pressing his lips against mine.

Our fate was sealed.

A soft moan made its way up my throat as I relaxed into his kiss. I closed my eyes and let my hands drift up toward his face. His beard stubble tickled my fingertips as I dragged them over his cheeks.

It must have been the adrenaline we'd both experienced that morning. Or maybe it was that the emergency had bonded us closer than ever before. I didn't know what had gotten into either of us, but I suppose it didn't need explaining. It felt good and right and that's all I really cared about. I needed a release that only he could give me.

Jacob slowly broke our kiss and dropped his hands to the top of my hips. Then he leaned in again, passionately pressing his lips to mine. My heart began to do flip flops behind my rib cage. Within a few seconds, I felt Jacob open his mouth and gently dart his tongue out, teasing it into my mouth.

A tingling sensation coursed through my body as our tongues lightly wrestled with each others, twisting around in a sensual dance. I reveled in the sensations: his taste, his smell, the way he held his body against mine. This wasn't a dream. This was actually happening.

Jacob broke the kiss and took a step back. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes dark.

“I'm sorry. That was unprofessional.”

My heart hammered in my chest and my lips ached for more of his kisses.

“I don't care,” I told him. “I don't want to stop.”

He looked up, his eyes bright as they met mine. Desire that matched my own shone in them and my body heated. I took the step forward to bring us back together. Slowly, I brought my hand up and wrapped it around the back of his neck.

“Are you sure you're okay with this?” he asked, his hands already coming to my hips.

“Just shut up and kiss me,” I said, still smiling.

He kissed me again, only this time it was more passionate, more aggressive. He pulled me close. The warmth of his body radiated against my front, but it was nothing compared to the heat that was building between my legs. Another moan escaped my throat. Our hands drifted up and down each others body and the lust between us soared to an unimaginable height.

We should try to get emergency calls here more often, I thought.

It was so amazing that both of us were able to drop our walls and just let go. The way he kissed me showed me that this was something he'd wanted to do for a long time. I guess it just took something drastic for him to realize that the right time is always now.

I took a step back as a concern flashed into my mind. Donna always seemed to forget something and come back to the office most nights. The last thing either of us needed was to be caught making out in there. Something like that would most definitely be the news of the day in a town like ours.

“We should lock the door,” I said.

He nodded in agreement and quickly spun around. He turned the lock on the handle and then strolled toward me again. Just like in my dreams, his pupils were dilated as he gave me a once over. There was eagerness in his steps as he closed the gap between us once again.

This time, he didn't stop when his toes met mine. He wrapped his hands around my waist and took a few more steps forward, causing me to back up against the nearby wall. He kept me pressed there, his eyes drifting down toward my chest and then back up. He was breathing harder now. The dam had broken and it was obvious that anything he had held back over the years was finally about to be released.

Something about being backed up against that wall turned me on more than I'd ever been before. I knew that Jacob was powerful, both in work and how he dealt with people. Having that assertiveness focused on me, though, was exhilarating.

As we kissed, I lifted the bottom of his shirt up and placed my hands onto his bare stomach. I could feel his abdominal muscles flex with each of his breaths and I let my fingers trace their way lower, meandering downward toward the top of his slacks.

His hands drifted on my body as well. They started at my hips and then moved their way around. He gently touched the top of my ass and then slid his fingers up my sides, pulling my shirt up along with them. It was now bunched up just below my breasts.

Jacob broke the kiss. I noticed his shoulders moving up and down with his breathing. His eyes had dilated further. It looked like he was a hungry animal about to pounce its prey. I was more than happy to be that prey.

His fingers grabbed the fabric of my shirt and lifted. He dropped the shirt to the floor and stared at me for a moment. I looked up at him as I pulled the sports bra off and over my head. His eyes dilated.

“Oh, my God,” he growled, his voice deep and husky. “You're perfect.”

I bit my bottom lip flirtatiously, watching as Jacob admired my body. He seemed so focused on me and only me. It was the same kind of intense focus he had during work. It was like nothing else in the universe existed except me. It made me feel like a princess or a goddess. Something worth worshiping.

He leaned in and brought his mouth over one of my nipples. I drew in a quick breath through my teeth, creating a soft hissing sound. Pleasure washed over me as Jacob flicked the sensitive nub with his tongue, gently lapping at it. Up and down he moved.

He looked up at me without taking his lips away from my breast. He was so damn sexy, just staring up at me with my nipple firmly between his lips. A hint of a smile crossed his face before he focused his attention back on the nipple in his mouth.

Jacob let out a sexual growl and then moved his face to my other breast, giving it equal attention. I closed my eyes and gently pressed the back of my head against the wall. The movement caused my back to arch and my chest to push firmly against his face.

Ecstasy washed over me. I lifted my hands above my head, submitting to him. I wished for him to take me however he wanted. I didn't want to rush anything, though. This was a moment I'd been waiting years for. A moment that I honestly never though would come. Now that it was here, I decided I'd take my time and savor every ounce of it that I could.

I didn't know if I'd ever have this opportunity again. This was spur of the moment. We weren't thinking, we were just feeling. This was the release we both needed. This was biological, not logical. My body overruled my brain, taking control and letting me have what I really wanted.

His hands slid up my sides, to my arms and then to my wrists, pressing my wrists against the wall. Then he broke our kiss once I was pinned.

He leaned forward, his presence overwhelming my senses. His heat pressed against me and all ability to think scattered. He smelled so damn good, like clean soap and fresh air with just a hint of leather.

“I just want to make sure,” he said softly, his breath caressing my skin. I shivered with need. There was no way I could say no to him, not with him right there. I'd had a massive crush on him since high school. This was the stuff of dreams.

“Yes,” I whispered, my voice full of deep need and years of desire.

I arched my back and kissed him, pressing my hips into his. I could feel him hardening against me, Heat surged between my legs and all I wanted was to have him inside of me. I needed him inside of me.

He released my hands, allowing them to drop by my sides. I then went straight back to undoing the top button of his pants. He stepped back and shrugged out of his shirt, dropping it to the side. I got my first real look at him without clothes on and my imagination wasn't far off.

He was sex on a stick.

“Wow.” I didn't even realize I said anything until he smirked. He knew he looked good. With a careless grace, he slid his pants off, kicking them to the side.

I learned then that he was a boxers man. I liked that.

I bit my lip and grinned at him, before pointedly looking at the boxers. “Don't leave a girl wanting more.”

“That's the last thing you're going to want,” he replied, hooking his fingers around the waistband and tugging the boxers down slowly. He made sure that I was watching as he inched them down, teasing me with every sexy line of his body. He had the most delicious V that pointed downward to what I really wanted.

He paused with barely a centimeter left before I could see his goods. He stopped and raised his eyebrows, this time giving me the pointed look at my pants. “This isn't a race I'm going to win,” he informed me.

I quickly undid the top button of my jeans and shimmied out of them, kicking them to the side where his pants were.

I loved that his breath caught a little at the sight of my lacy panties. They weren't anything special, and so the fact that he reacted that way made me feel sexy as hell. If I had know this was going to happen, I would have worn better ones, but Jacob didn't seem to mind.

Our eyes met and together we removed our underwear at the same time. He was glorious naked. Like an Olympic swimmer mixed with a porn star. All my high school fantasies paled to the reality that was Jacob.

“Wow.” This time he was the one who said it. He stared at me like I was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. He shook his head in wonder. “Way better than I imagined in high school.”

I grinned as he stepped forward and pressed his body against mine, pinning me back against the wall yet again. His skin was hot and I wanted all of it to touch mine. I moaned softly as he kissed my neck, his hands cradling my breasts and his hips rocking in anticipation.

Logic and thought left my head. All that was left was need. I needed to have him inside of me. I needed to feel him more than I needed to breathe. All of the adrenaline from earlier was back, only now it was directed at Jacob.

My legs spread on their own accord. I wrapped one leg around his waist, opening myself up to him. We both froze for a second as he found my entrance. Our eyes met, and I nodded. He rocked his hip, filling me to the hilt.

He groaned and pressed his head into the curve of my shoulder. I whimpered with pleasure my head falling back against the wall as he completed me in a way I'd never experienced before. This was better than any sex I'd ever had, and we were just at the first stroke.

Together we found our rhythm, rocking our bodies and using the wall as leverage. I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders, using my leg to keep him wrapped close to me. I loved the way his breath caught at thrust, like each one was better than the one before.

The only thing that existed now was the pleasure he gave me. It became so intense and so focused. It seemed that the only thing I could do was try to remind myself to breathe. My nails dug into his back, yet he kept his relentless pounding. I didn't want him to stop. I never wanted him to stop.

The intensity of it all was dizzying. It was pure euphoria. I rode the wave as far as it would take me and when it peaked, I whimpered my mouth falling open as he pushed me into bliss. My knees buckled and it was only this arms holding me up as I shook against his strength.

I gasped for breath, wanting still more. There was still more for him to give me. He leaned forward and kissed me sweetly, a cocky smile plastered on his face.

“Good?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

I nodded because I couldn't remember how to say yes. He gave me a wicked grin and started the rocking of his hips yet again.

I closed my eyes, losing myself to the sensation. I didn't think. I just felt. I felt his muscles under my fingers. They were strong and lean, his skin hot and damp with sweat. I felt his hips crash into mine, filling me with pleasure in every thrust. I felt his breath on my shoulder, hot and heavy. My own body cried out for more of him. I couldn't get enough.

My entire being was consumed with fire and lust. I craved every inch of his fantastic length and ached to have his skin against mine. His taste drove me wild, his scent made me shiver for him, and the low, masculine groans of his voice created liquid desire deep in my core.

“Hannah,” he groaned, his voice tight with need. “Hannah...”

I knew what was about to happen. We hadn't put on a condom, I wasn't on birth control, and I knew there was no way either of us was going to be able to stop.

I didn't care. Now wasn't the time for thinking. Now was the time of doing. I wanted this now more than anything I'd ever wanted in my whole life. It was worth any risk.

“Come for me,” I whispered, closing my eyes and pressing my cheek into his.

He exploded, his muscles taut and hard. He shuddered against me, losing himself to me. The man that was so in control at all times lost control in me. The low groan of release as he buried himself and shuddered sent me over the edge. He did it to me without even trying. Together, we found bliss.

Jacob Matthews was mine. For this moment, he was mine. He was the person I'd wanted since I was old enough to want a man. And for this second, I had him. He'd had me since the moment I'd first seen him in that leather jacket walking into to school like he owned the place.

The only sound in the room was the two of us breathing. He panted, his forehead pressed into the curve of my shoulder. My leg still wrapped around his perfect ass and my arms held him tight to me. A sheen of sweat coated both of us.

He kissed my shoulder, his stubble scraping the delicate skin when he lifted his head. Our eyes met and I lost myself to his baby blues.

I was the luckiest girl in the world.

I unwrapped my leg from around him and we stood toe to toe for a moment. My phone buzzed and I could faintly hear the sound of a car pulling into the clinic's parking lot. Either Donna was back or our food had arrived. My bet was on the food.

He had his hands around the outside of my shoulders and it felt good to be in his arms. It felt safe. He leaned forward and gently kissed my lips. This time, it was more sensual than sexual, and it sent a different kind of tingle through me.

After the delicate kiss, he pulled away, but kept his eyes locked with mine. I felt myself melting into them. Their beautiful light-blue color seemed to ignite as a ray of sunshine from the window poured over them.

He took a step back and I mourned the loss of him. I felt complete with him inside of me, holding me with him. We were two pieces that were made to fit together.

My phone buzzed again and there was the faint sound of a knock on the glass front doors. Our dinner was definitely here.

“I got it.” Jacob was already reaching for his pants. He dressed quickly, and unlocked the back room to get our food.

I stared out after him for a moment before scrambling to get my own clothes on. Once dressed, I wasn't sure if I'd just fallen asleep and dreamed what just happened or if my wildest dreams really had come true.