"You don't believe that with just one call I can tear it down by tomorrow? I can do that."

"Do you want me to show you?" He reached into his pocket to pull out his phone.

Heart threw out a hand in concern.

"Ah, No! I.. I... I believe you." He said placidly.

"I can be sweet to you or I can be despicable, Heart."

"But I really would prefer to be sweet." He walked towards him, his expensive luxury shoes clicking across the stone floor. The distance between them was nothing again, not even big enough to slide a finger between their two bodies. He reached out and grabbed Heart's chin.

"I really would if you'd let me." He practically purred.

Hearts' stomach did a flip and his breath caught. He gulped. Heart stared into Saint's eyes, almost mesmerized.

"So all I have to do is run around and do whatever you ask of me..."

Saint raised an eyebrow and grinned. Heart blinked at him and realized his error immediately.

"Work-related." He amended before Saint could do anything else unexpected. Saint turned away bemused.

Heart's palpitations calmed, only just slightly even though his overactive imagination was pulling up all sorts of scenarios he was sure Saint was enjoying playing with inside his head, certainly some obscene, sexual things.

"And it's the same hours as before but different pay?..."

"Then you won't tear my building down?" Heart said carefully.

Saint nodded slowly.

"I can't make any promises about keeping everything work-related... After all, you are very much my type." Saint said, sliding his arms around him purposefully and backing Heart up until they reached the desk again. His eyes never once stopped their constant assault and observation of Heart.

Heart sat down on Saint's mahogany, deep brown desk with a little plop and a cute noise as his butt hit down. Saint watched as all the stuff he had laid out for contract signing ended up falling to the floor, but said nothing to call Heart's attention to it. Since Heart's gaze was very much glued to him.

Saint smirked, then leaned in to whisper in Heart's ear. "I think you quite like it nearly as much as I do..."

"So no promises..." His lips brushed against his earlobe.

"Are you still okay with the rules?" Saint teased mercilessly.

"Okay, it's a deal then. Where is the paperwork?" Heart agreed huskily, his voice cracking from the pressure he seemed to snap out of it and reached out for the pen quickly before he could change his mind.

Saint pointed down in a semi-circle around them. Heart looked around the room confused. Then saw the papers thrown from his desk when shoving Heart onto it scattered everywhere on the floor.

Saint tried his best to hide a smile. Where it ended up escaping until a full grin without teeth had crawled across his face and he was beaming happily down at Heart.

Heart looked up and his breath caught again.

'He looks so handsome.'

The pounding started again and his stomach flipped. He quickly dropped to the floor and started picking up the mess.

"When you are done picking that up, come and sit down, but this time I suggest you sit on the chair in front of the desk, not the desk itself."

"I mean, I suppose you could still sit on the desk, but my hands will be busy there." He smirked.

"If you want to put yourself in my hands. I'm okay with that too."

He held his hands in a cupping motion.

"I'm ready whenever you are."

Heart blushed.

Saint cleared his throat, then he walked away, stepping over the papers and sat at the desk getting back to work on the other file that had not been thrown randomly about on the ground.

Heart sighed.

'This was going to be a really long six months.'

Yet for some reason, he was not only nervous but also excited about it. It took a few minutes before he had gotten all the contract papers. Then he came and tentatively joined Saint at the desk.

Saint finished up the second file as it wasn't very full then spun his pen, clicked it twice and sucked on his bottom lip before looking at Heart.

Heart watched him while chewing on his own bottom lip.

"Do you want help?" Saint looked up at him from under his lashes. His voice was creamy and seductive.

Heart nodded, not sure what he was meaning.

"It's not fair..." Saint pouted seductively.

"What isn't?" Heart asked aloud.

"If you are going to be staring at me like that the entire time you are working here, I might need to level the playing field." He stood up, leaned across the desk and without any warning, he dragged Heart back across the desk so that he was lying half on the desk face up staring into Saint's beautiful features. Saint grabbed Heart's chin gently.

He tilted Hearts chin upwards so that his head was in the perfect slant for a kiss.

Heart stared, shocked, his face flushed and he felt his entire body reverberating outward from the spot Saint held onto.

"What are you doing?" Heart whispered, panting from surprise.

He willed his heart to slow, but it sped with a desire he had never felt before.

"I don't know."

"I just feel this unnerving amount of attraction to you. That I seem to be having trouble controlling." Saint said, seeming rather surprised himself.

"It's dangerous." He said slowly.

Saint leaned in and whispered directly into Heart's ear. "I can't tell yet if it's a good or bad thing. Or what I am going to end up doing to you..."

"Yet." His warm breath dissipated gently across Heart's neck, sending shivers down his spine.

His gaze meandered across Heart's body slowly taking in the delicious morsel in front of him.

"Do you feel the same way? I wonder..." Saint mused aloud.

Heart shivered in delectable content and tried to fight the heat that poured through his veins and straight to his groin.

Saint gaze followed the shivers that caused his body to shake with need.

"See I think you do... I think you feel it too." Saint purred into Hearts skin hungrily.