Ian POV

I wake up with a groan. "Ugh, why do I keep dreaming about that?" Hannah groans and I pull the cover over her. I sit on the edge of the bed and sigh, "When can I dream about something else?"

I stand up and walk to the bathroom to take a shower. I wash my body up and put my head under the water. All of a sudden I hear the shower door open. I turn around and see Hannah looking at me with a smile, "Last night was fun, my favorite part was when we got home and we made love."

I show her a small smile and pull her towards me. "That was also my favorite part." I wash her up and she looks at me, "Why did we rush out so suddenly?"

I freeze and she rinses her body off. Her asking that question brought the image of Hazel and Nate back in my head. I look at Hannah and she flinches back, I push her against the shower wall and kiss her.

She moans into the kiss, I pull away and kiss down her neck. I turn her around and without warning, I shove myself inside of her. She lets out a loud moan and I groan. I move my hips at a fast pace, I pull her by the hair and bite her neck.

"O-oh My God!! Ian!! Yes!!" Her voice rang through the bathroom. I need to burn that image out of my head and this seems to be the only way I know how. I turn her around and put her back to the wall.

I lift one leg up and smash my hips to hers. She grabs my face and kisses me. She throws her head back and moans. Being inside her feels good it makes me forget the things I want to forget. She starts shaking, "I'm gonna cum. I can't hold it anymore."

She reaches her climax and scream. I move faster for a few more seconds and then pull out. I release myself over her stomach. She falls to the shower floor and looks up at me. "Your eyes went cold for a second. Are you okay?"

I wash myself up once more and then step out of the shower, "I'm fine, I have to head to work. I'll be home late, I have to go to the club." I give her a quick kiss on the lips and go to our closet to put on some clothes.

I hate that I used Hannah to get rid of the image of Hazel out of my head. I head to Underground, I walk in my office and see Owen with his head down. "I want to ask but then again I don't want to." I sit down and he starts groaning.

I let out a long sigh, "I feel like I'm about to regret this. What's wrong with you?" He sits up quickly and walks over to my desk.

"Hazel is not upset about me moving out." I rub my face and he groans even louder, "Why are you getting louder?!" He looks at me and put his head on my desk. "I thought she would be sad. Do you know what she said?! I'm going to tell you anyway. She said when do I start packing."

He falls to the floor and roll around. I let out a long sigh, "Owen you're in a suit, get up. What's wrong with her not being upset?" He looks at me with disbelief on his face, "It's not like you're not going to go back and chill with her."

He opens his mouth and then closes it, "You're right, I forgot all about that." I roll my eyes and he stands up and dusts himself off. His phone starts ringing, he smiles when he sees the caller ID. "It's Hazel, she's probably having a late reaction about me moving."

I sit back in my chair as he answers the phone and puts it on speaker. "Hey, Hazel. Are you upset that I'm moving?"

She clears her throat, "I just called to tell you that I got some boxes to pack your things up." I hold my laughter in and Owen drops his phone on the floor. He falls to the floor and groans like he just got shot. "Owen? You okay? Did you hear me?"

He starts rolling on the floor once again, "I heard you, I'll see you later." He hangs up and I throw my head back and laugh, "At least she got boxes for you!" I fall out of my chair and laugh even harder. He continues to roll on the floor and groan.

I'm on all four trying to catch my breath when all of a sudden Malcolm walks in. "I really don't want to ask, but I'm going to anyway. Why are y'all both on the floor? Owen stop rolling you have a suit on!!" Owen stops rolling and looks at Malcolm with a pout on his lips, "No. She doesn't love me."

He goes back to rolling and I let out my laugh I was holding in. Next thing we know he sprays us with a water gun, "What the hell?! Why the hell did you do that?!" He looks at me and shrugs his shoulders, "Y'all wouldn't get up."

I look at him as if he is crazy, "So you spray us?! Why the hell do you even have that?! It's cold outside, we not in spring yet." Before he could say anything Owen stands up and glare at Malcolm, "You got my suit wet."

Me and Malcolm looked at him with a lazy look and then back at each other. "Anyway, I came here to check on you two."

"Wait, did you just ignore me?" Owen asks with an arched eyebrow.

I sit back in my chair, "We're doing fine, our first team match is coming up soon. I'll let you know when we get a designated date." He claps his hands, "That's good, but pass me that water, I have to take these pain pills."

"Y'all are still ignoring me. Stop doing that, listen to me." We once again ignore Owen.

"How exactly did you hurt yourself?" He takes the pill and laughs, "I fell down the stairs when I was running from my wife." I let out a soft laugh and he looks at my wrist, "Where's your cast? The doctor let you take yours off? That's not fair."

I look at my wrist and then sigh, "I took it off myself. This doctor doesn't care what happens to me. I have to see her soon anyway." I took my cast off the second day I got it on because it's very annoying and doesn't look good with anything I put on.

"What doctor did you go to? I need to go to that one so I can take my cast off." Owen lets out a scoff, "Y'all went to the same doctor."

We look at Owen and his eyes widen, "You heard me that time? Well then, I don't care anymore." Malcolm looks at me with an arch eyebrow, "You went to go see Hazel? She's your doctor?"

I nod my head and pouts, "She made my wife hit me because I was driving." Me and Owen start laughing and he sprays us with the water gun.

He walks out and leaves us there laughing. I look at Owen, "Does that mean he has someone driving him around? Malcolm hates when people drive him around." Owen shrugs his shoulders and laughs, "When he gets back home he going to beg his wife to drive."

Megan POV

I am at a coffee shop sitting down and looking out the window. "Megan, I finally get to see you!" I look up and see Hannah walking up to me.

I glare at her and she looks at me with confusion on her face. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I sit back in my chair and cross my arms, "Why are you talking to me? I told you I don't want to speak to you anymore."

A half smile crawls on her lips, "Don't blame me for something you did!" I bang on the table, "I wanted to stop but you forced me to continue it! You blackmailed me!! What makes yo-. I'm not even going to have this conversation with you, so please leave my table."

I look back out the window, "Wasn't it all worth it? You got the person you always wanted at the end of the day." I look at her as I take one last sip of my coffee, "You ruined my coffee so I'm going to give it to you." She looks at me with a smirk and I stand up and pour the coffee on her.

She lets out a scream, "Ah!!! What the hell?!?!" Everybody in the shop looks our way. I walk out of the shop and walk to my car. I head to Mason job and walk in.

I walk to the front desk and the woman eyes widen and her mouth drop, "You're Megan! Megan the famous model!" I show her a small smile, "Hi, I'm here to see Mason." She points to a door, "You will see him once you walk through that door."

I smile at her and walk towards the door. I walk through the door and see many people, they all stop what they're doing and look my way. "I really wish they would stop staring." I say to myself.

"Put your damn eyes back to your work or I'll send you and your eyes home for a week without pay!!" They all look towards Mason and he crosses his arms, "I said your work, not me."

I walk past him and to his office. "Why are you here?" I let out a long sigh, "I ran into Hannah a while ago." His eyes widen and he sits on his desk, "What happened? What did you talk about? Where were y'all at?"

I rub my face, "She tried to talk to me like she didn't do anything to me and we were at a coffee shop. I didn't let her talk, but I did waste my good coffee on her." He arches his eyebrow at me, "Your coffee? What do you mean?"

I show him a smile, "I poured it on her and walked out without another word." He starts laughing and I stand up and walk in front of him. "I wish I was there to see it." He wraps his arms around my waist and I throw my arms around his neck.

"I'm glad we're together, I love you." I kiss him on the lips and he pulls away and smiles, "I'm going to say it back before you pour something on me. I love you too."