Classes with Marty were finishing up.

All the students whined and moaned when Marty told them that he would see them tomorrow. They hated leaving.

Finally, when the last of the students left, Marty walked up and asked her how she liked the first class. 

She told him she had a blast and couldn't wait till tomorrow.

"Ok. Well I hate to just run out but I am giving some private lesson to my friends son. I'll catch you tomorrow."

"No problem. I'll see you then."

She walked over to her bag and started to pack everything back inside. 

Wade's shift was scheduled to start soon and she wanted to catch him before he started. 

She picked up her bag and headed to find Wade. It didn't take long for her to find him though. He was standing outside the door waiting for her.

"Hey. I was just coming to look for you."

"Well look no further. Here I am." 

"Wait...why aren't you dressed for class?" 

"I had someone fill in for me so we could get an earlier start this evening."

"Oh." she said, shocked that he had seemed more eager than her to get together.

"So how long will it take you to get ready?" Wade asked.

"Well, I have to go home and shower so I guess at least an hour. Is that ok?" she asked.

"No problem. I have a few errands to run before we head out anyway. Give me directions to your place and I will pick you up in an hour."

Michelle pulled her purse out of her bag and grabbed a pen and paper. She wrote down directions to her place and handed them to Wade.

"Ok. I'll see you shortly." Wade said, as he headed down the hall and out the door.

A few minutes later, Michelle followed.

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She had just finished getting ready when there was a knock at her door.

"Who is it?" she called.

"It's Wade."

She opened the door and let out a soft moan when she saw him. God he was gorgeous. He was dressed in a pair of black pants with a pale yellow shirt. He looked like someone straight off the cover of GQ.

"I'm sorry. Please come in." she said, not realizing she had left him standing there in the apartment hallway while she checked him out.

"Thanks. You ready to go?"

"Yeah. Could you do me a small favor?"

"Sure."

"I got my necklace chain stuck in my zipper and I can't get the necklace off or the zipper up. Could you try and untangle it for me?"

"No problem. Turn around."

Wade walked behind her as she pulled her hair over her shoulder. 

The sheer presence of Wade so close behind her made her heart race. She would be lying if she said she didn't want him right then and there. She took a deep breath as Wade's fingers lightly grazed the back of her neck trying to free the necklace.

"I think I can get it, but I need to pull the zipper down some. It's wrapped around a few teeth. Is that ok?"

"Yeah. That's fine."

The back of Wade's fingers slid down her back as he slowly pulled the zipper away from the tangled necklace. It only took a few moments before he finally freed it.

"Do you want the necklace on or off?" he asked.

"Off is fine. It has caused enough trouble already."

Wade unlatched the necklace and she turned around. 

There she was face to face with him and wanting him more than ever. 

She looked down as he brought his hand up with the necklace dangling from his fingers.

"Thank you." she said, as she took the necklace from him.

Wade stepped closer and looked down at her with his deep brown eyes.

"God your beautiful." he said, as he reached up to softly stroke her cheek.

Michelle stood there biting her lip unsure of what was happening.

He slowly slid his hand under her jaw and proceeded to trace her bottom lip with his thumb.

"Wade....." she started, but it was too late.

Wade leaned in and gave her the most passionate kiss she had ever experienced. The kind that made your knees weak and leave you gasping for air. She couldn't believe this was happening, but was enjoying every moment of it.

Suddenly Wade stopped and stepped back. "God, I am so sorry. I can't believe I just did that."

She was breathing heavy from the rush the kiss gave her and was struggling just to get a few words out. 

"Don't be sorry. I'm not." she finally managed to say.

Wade plopped himself down of the couch . He was bent over and resting his head in his hands. He was obviously upset about what he had just done.

She sat down beside him and told him that it was fine. If he wouldn't have done it, she probablly would have. "Trust me, it's ok."

"I promise I'll never do anything like that again." Wade said.

She looked over at him with the biggest pouty lip you could imagine. 

"Never?' she asked, jokingly.

"Ok. Maybe not never, but definetly not like that."

"Deal." 

"Well, now that I have totally violated you, would you like to have dinner? There is something I want to ask you." 

"Yeah. I'm starving."

"Good. I could definetly use some fresh air right about now."

Michelle grabbed her purse and Wade escorted her down to his 4x4.

CHAPTER 7

Michelle and Wade enjoyed their dinner and some casual conversation at the restuarant. The events that occurred earlier were never brought up. Instead Wade had something else he wanted to discuss.

"Remember I told you that I had something I wanted to talk to you about?" Wade asked.

"Yeah." she replied.

"Well, one of the errands I needed to run was to go and see Justin Timberlake about his upcoming Justified Tour. He wanted me to be in charge of choreographing it."

"You must be thrilled. That is susposed to be the biggest concert tour of the summer!"

"Yeah. Well I was thinking you could assist me in coming up with the routines."

"Me?!" she said, half choking on her wine.

"Yeah. He wants something different and I know your dance style has what he is looking for."

"I'm honored you thought of me, but I've never done anything like that before."

"Well...I'll be there and I'll guide you through it every step of the way. What do you say?"

"What the hell. Opportunities don't come around like this everyday."

"Great. We'll start working on it as soon as possible."

Once they were finished with dinner, they headed back to Wade's 4x4 so he could take her home.

When they arrived at Michelle's apartment, he walked around and opened her door for her.

He followed her up to her apartment to make sure she got in alright.

"Well...I had a great time so I'm not going to spoil it by making an ass out of myself again." Wade said.

He leaned forward as gently placed a kiss on her cheek. "Goodnight Michelle. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Goodnight Wade." she replied softly.

She opened the door and walked inside. She couldn't believe that she was going to be working with Justin Timberlake. Most dancers would die for an opportunity to work with him and here she was helping to choreograph his tour. She only hoped Marty was right about him. If he came off cocky there was no way she could work with him.

She decided to put everything she heard about him on a shelf and make her own decision when she met him.

She placed her purse down on the table and walked into her room to change. She was tossing the idea back and forth on whether she was going to head out to a club or call it a night and watch some TV. After all, it was still early.

Just as she was about ready to throw her sweats on, the phone rang.

"Hello?" she said.

"Hey..it's Wade."

"Hey. What's up?"

"You know I was thinking, the night is still young, if your not doing anything we could head to the studio for awhile and start working on the tour."

"Why didn't you ask me before? You only left 10 minutes ago!" she laughed.

"Well ten minutes ago I wasn't thinking about that."

"I don't know about you." she teased him. "Ok. Give me a few minutes to change into something. I'll meet you downstairs."

"Ok. I'll see you in a bit." 

He was a handful, that was for sure, but he made her laugh anyway.

She headed back into her room and grabbed her bag and emptied the contents on her bed. She threw on a pair of track pants and a t-shirt and stuffed her jacket and a fresh water bottle in her bag and headed out the door.

She was just walking out the apartment building door when he pulled up. 

She jumped in and they headed to the studio.

When they got there, the place was dark and locked up.

"What the hell?" Wade asked, shocked that the place was closed. "Oh shit. I forgot it's only Thursday."

"Now what?" she asked him.

"Well it's up to you, but I have a studio at my house in Tarzana if you don't mind practicing there."

"Hmmmm. Your house alone at night. Can I trust you?" she jokingly asked.

"Hey. I'll do my best."

"Your place is fine." she laughed.

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Wade finally pulled into his driveway.

"Nice house." she said.

"Thanks."

They got out and headed toward his front door. 

Once they got inside he took her by her hand and led her to the studio.

"Gees. When you said studio, you meant LARGE studio."

"Other than the teaching classes once in a while, most of my instructing and choreography is done here." Wade responded.

"Interesting. Will we be working here for the tour?" she asked.

"I prefer here. That way we don't have any interuptions when the creative juices are flowing. Is that ok with you?"

"Yeah. That's fine. Now when do we get started!" 

"My my. A little anxious aren't we."

"Ya think!" she teased.

"Hold on, I'll go grab his CD."

When he returned with the CD, she was looking at all the photos on the wall of him and people he had worked with.

She was so fasinated that she didn't even hear him walk back into the room. 

He walked up behind her and shouted, "I'm ready!"

She nearly fell over in fear.

"You scared the shit out of me you ass!"

He just looked at her and gave her the same pouty look she had given him earlier. 

Shaking her head at him she told him he was hopeless.

The two laughed for a good five minutes before they finally placed Justin's Cd in and started to work.

CHAPTER 8

Over the next month, the two of them made the most of their free time from MC to work on the tour choreography. 

Everything was great. The two had come up with some amazing routines so far. 

Wade was right. Her style and his experience in putting a routine together was paying off.

Not only was he sure that Justin would love the choreography, but working with Michelle on the tour had given him an excuse to spend time with her. The two had become the best of friends. Even when they weren't working they were hanging out together. 

They only had two songs left and were a month ahead of Justin's schedule.

"What do you say we take a week off and hit the clubs? We might even get inspired." Wade asked.

"Sounds good to me. I could use a distraction." she replied.

"Alright then it's settled. We start tonight. I'll pick you up at around 9 o'clock."

"Ok. I'm going to head home home and relax for awhile then. I'll see you later."

She grabbed her keys and headed home. HOME. She almost forgot she had one. Between classes at MC and working with Wade at his studio, she was hardly ever there. 

She arrived at the apartment and immeadiately headed upstairs to get in the shower. 

Every muscle in her body ached. She stepped inside and let the hot water run over her.

She knew what she really needed was some sleep, but the freedom of club dancing instead of doing choreographed routines would be a breath of fresh air.

She finished showering and headed into her bedroom to throw on a pair of shorts and t-shirt. 

She had a good three hours before Wade was going to pick her up so she decided to call Jenna.

The two talked for a good hour and a half before Michelle realized what time it was.

"Shit. It's 7:30 Jen...I have to get ready."

"Where are you headed?" Jenna asked.

"Out to a club with Wade."

"Oh, ok. Well I'll let you go get ready. Call me when you have some free time."

"You know I will." Michelle told her as they said their goodbyes and hung up.

Michelle headed into the bathroom to put her make-up on. She would have to rush now. She hadn't even picked out anything to wear.

She finished putting her make-up on and had enough time to throw some curls in her long brown hair. 

It was the first time in a while that she had actually got ready to go somewhere. Most of the time she would throw a little make-up on and head to work. It felt good to get dressed up again.

She walked into her room and began rumaging through her closet for something to wear. She tried on three different outfits before she finally decided on one.

She threw the outfit on and stared at herself in the mirror.

She almost didn't recognize herself. 

Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Knowing it was Wade, she grabbed her purse and keys and headed for the door.

When she opened the door, Wade stepped back in shock.

"Damn girl!" Wade shouted, as her got a look at her.

She was wearing her black mini skirt, her low cut pink camisole and her black boots.

"You like?" she asked, as she did a turn to give Wade the full view.

"Hell yeah!"

"Well, let's not waste any time then. I'm ready to hit the dance floor." she said, as she scooted past him and headed down the stairs.

He couldn't help but stare at her. She was gorgeous. 

He had wanted her since they first met, but after he came on so strong the first time they went out, he decided to pull back and let things run their course.

Now he was having second thoughts. 

He knew he would have a hard time controling himself around her looking like that.

He had never felt this way about anyone before. He felt such an overpowering urge to persue her. It was almost animalistic.

He shook off the thoughts that were running through his mind and followed after her.

When he got downstairs, she was already inside his truck tapping her fingers on the side of the door as if to say, "I'm waiting."

"What took you so long?" she asked.

"Nothing. Just zoned out for a minute." he replied. 

He wanted to tell her that she drove him insane and that he wanted to take things to another level with her, but decided now was not the time.

He started his truck and drove to the club. 

If he played his cards right, he would know tonight whether she wanted more or not. He just needed to wait for the right moment. 

CHAPTER 9

Once inside the club, they headed to the bar to grab a drink.

"The place sure is packed for a Thursday." she said, trying to yell over the music.

"I know. Do you wanna head somewhere else?" he asked.

"No. I like it here. Plus, we know everyone who works here. Meaning free drinks." she laughed.

Just then, a group of guys walked up to her.

"Hey. You wanna join us on the dance floor?" one guy asked.

"Do you think you can keep up with me?" she joked.

"I can handle anything you dish out baby." the guy said, as he put his arm around her.

As she walked away, she turned around and gave Wade a wink. 

Wade would never admit it, but it killed him to see another man touch her. He had no right to be jealous. It's not like she was his girlfriend, even though he wanted her to be.

He glanced onto the dance floor and saw the three guys hovering around her while she danced to Mya's 'My love is like Whoa'.

It was becoming more than he could bear to watch. He grabbed another drink from the bar and headed to the back of the club where she was out of sight.

He found himself leaning against the wall grimacing, as he stroked his chin. 

It was taking everything he had to keep from walking up there and telling the guys to back the fuck off of her.

All he could think about was her dancing with them and it was driving him nuts. He needed an excuse to break up the action.

As soon as he thought it, the song ended and the DJ switched on some slow songs.

"There is a god!" he shouted, as he headed back to the dance floor to find her.

When he got there, she was dancing with the one guy who had put his arm around her. 

He had her pulled close to him and was rubbing his hands up and down her back. 

Wade couldn't take it anymore. 

He sat his drink down on the bar and walked over to them. 

"Michelle. Can I talk to you for a minute?" Wade asked, totally ignoring the guy standing there with her.

"Dude.....can't you see she's busy." the guy said, as he pulled her even closer.

"Man, was I fuckin' talking to you?" Wade asked, quite pissed off.

"Wade! What's wrong with you?" 

"Look...I need to talk to you for a minute. Can we go somewhere?" he said.

By the look on his face, she knew it had to be important.

"I'll catch you later." she told the guy, as she backed away from him and headed towards the bar.

"Don't count on it." Wade told him, as he turned around to follow her.

"Well...what is so important that you needed to talk to me right now?" she asked, somewhat annoyed.

"There is something I want to talk to you about but I don't want to do it here. Can we head back to my place?"

"Is something wrong?" she asked.

"No. I just want to be alone, that's all."

"But we just got here." she whined.

Wade was about to lose it. He wanted to get her out of there NOW. He needed to tell her how he felt. 

"Look....I wouldn't ask you to leave if it wasn't important." Wade said, as he rubbed his forehead.

"Alright. Let me grab my purse." she said, as she walked away. 

This wasn't the way Wade wanted to tell her , but he couldn't watch one more guy get near her like that. 

"Ok. I'm ready to go." she pouted.

"Come on." he said, as he took her hand and walked back to his truck.

He opened the door and she got in. 

It was the longest ride ever. Neither of them spoke a word the whole way. 

They pulled up to Wade's house and walked inside.

"Ok. We're alone now. Tell me what is going on." she pleaded.

He walked out on the balcony that overlooked the city and tried to figure out exactly what he was going to say.

"Wade, your freakin' me out here. Talk!" she demanded as she walked to join him on the balcony.

Wade turned around and stared deep into her eyes. "I don't know where to begin." he said, as he took a step closer to her.

Instantly she knew what it was. She could tell by the look in his eyes. It was the same look he had when he had kissed her the first time they went out.

She couldn't believe that the moment she had been waiting for was finally here. 

"I know exactly where to begin." she said, as she leaned into him and began kissing his neck.

He let out a soft moan unable to control himself. 

It took every ounce of strength he had to pull away from her.

"Wait. I need to tell you something first. I don't want this to be a one night fling. I want it to be the real thing between me and you. As in, boyfriend and girlfriend. If that is not what you want, then we can't do this."

"Wade. I have waited so long to hear you say that." she said, as she walked towards him.

"So.....your telling me that you want to start a relationship too?" 

Softly she replied, "More than anything." 

Wade paused a moment, trying to take in everything that had just happened. 

It's definetly not the way that he planned, but it ended up better than he could have hoped. 

He bent down and gently kissed her while he pulled her closer. 

She felt so good. It was almost intoxicating. He had wanted this for so long.

He momentarily stopped kissing her so that he could walk her back inside the house. The last thing he wanted was his nosey neighbors watching the events unfold.

Once they were back inside the house , he walked around and stood behind her. He slid his hand up her back and slowly moved the soft curls of her hair to the side.

Her body instantly responded to him and she tilted her head down.

She could feel his breath hot and moist as he slowly kissed a path along the back of her neck. His breathing becoming heavier as his hands worked to free the straps that held her top in place. He was getting close to the point of no return, but before things could go any further she had to tell him something. 

She slowly turned around to face him.

"Wade."

"Shhhh." he said, as he placed a finger to her lips and pulled her close again.

"Wait." 

"Don't worry. I have protection." he whispered, as he slid his hand up her skirt. 

Knowing that she had to tell him, she pulled away and looked up at him with the most innocent expression on her face.

"What's wrong? Did you change your mind?" he struggled to say, barely able to catch his breath.

"No. I definetly want to. It's just that.........I...I've never done it before." she said, as she hung her head.

Wade stood there for a second before he realized what she had just said.

He placed a finger under her chin and forced her to look at him. "Your a virgin?" he asked, as his breathing started to slow down.

"Yeah."

"Ok........Do you want to stop, because if you do I'll understand."

"No. I don't..... I'm just scared."

He bent down and place a kiss on her forehead. "Don't worry. I'll be gentle, I promise."

Wade took her hand in his and walked toward the steps. 

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"To my room. I want to do this right."

CHAPTER 10

She held Wade's hand as he guided her upstairs to his bed.

Every emotion possible, rushing through her body like a storm. It was hard to distinguish which one would take over.

Nervousness. Excitement. Fear.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm her nerves, but the closer they got to his room, the harder her heart pounded.

Finally, after what seemed liked an eternity, they were standing at his bedroom doorway.

He stopped and turned around to see her slightly shaking.

"What's wrong?" he asked, as he pulled her into his arms. 

She didn't know what to say. She hadn't even been aware that she was shaking.

He could feel her heart racing against his chest and was starting to question whether she was as ready for this as she would have him believe. 

"Maybe this isn't a good idea right now." 

"I don't understand. I thought you wanted this too." she said, as she gazed up into his eyes.

"It's not that I don't want to...trust me, I do. It's just that I'm not sure your ready." 

He knew if she was this tense now, he would have a hard time getting her to relax enough to let him enter her comfortably. He wanted to do this as painless as possible for her, but that wouldn't happen in the state she was in.

She was determined not to let the fear of the unknown stop her, so she pushed herself out of his hold and walked into the bedroom. 

He watched her as she walked over and sat on the edge of his bed. 

Wade placed his hands on the door framed and leaned inside.

"What are you doing?" he asked softly,

"I think you know what I am doing." 

Wade let out a huff as he started to walk towards her. He knew at that point, that she was determined to go through with it.

"Look.....If you are sure you want to do this, then you need to let me set the pace. I don't want to rush through things and end up hurting you. We have to go slow. Ok?"

She bit her bottom lip and nodded a 'yes'. 

"Come here." Wade said, as he held out a hand for hers. 

She placed her hand in his and stood up.

"I just want to tell you now, if at any time your uncomfortable or want to stop.....just tell me." 

"I will." she said.

He untucked his shirt from his pants and started unbuttoning it. 

"Here, let me." she said, as she moved Wade's hands letting his arms fall to his side. 

She placed her hands where Wade had stopped, and proceeded to undo the remaining four buttons. When the last one was done, she slid her hands up to his shoulders and guided the shirt down his arms till it fell to the floor.

He was gorgeous. She had seen him without a shirt before, but somehow it was different now. 

She just stared at him with amazement until she heard him speak. 

"Turn around." Wade whispered. 

She did as she was told, and instantly felt him run his hands from the small of her back up to her neck to finish what he had started earlier. 

He slid her top off and let it fall to the floor. 

He moved around to her side and passionately kissed her before he took her in his arms and carried her to the bed. 

Gently, he laid her down and sat beside her.

Just looking at her laying there was enough to send him over the edge.

He knew he needed to gain some control.

He took in a deep breath as he ran his hands up her legs. 

When he reached her waist, he took a hold of her skirt and slowly slid it down over her hips and past her ankles, leaving only her thong behind. 

He took a step away from the bed and removed the rest of his clothes, fighting every urge to keep from passionately making love to her.

That would come later, he reminded himself. 

This time needed to be slow and gentle.

He laid down beside her and kissed a path along her neck and down to her breasts, before continuing to her stomach.

She softly began to whimper as he placed his fingers inside the thin straps of her thong and slid it off.

Her mind was a whirlwind as she took in every sensation that was flooding through her body. 

"Wade." she managed to get out, as her breathing was becoming more rapid.

"Relax." Wade whispered, as he crawled on top of her. 

He gazed down into her eyes and saw a look of panic spread across her face.

He knew he needed to calm her down. In a matter of minutes, she would no longer be a virgin.

"It's ok. Just relax." he said, as he entwined his fingers with hers above her head.

She could feel him waiting to enter her and knew that the time had come.

"Take a deep breath" he instructed, as he tightly held her hands.

Then, in one fluid motion, he was inside her.

Almost instantaniously, she cried out in pain and a few tears fell down her cheeks.

"Are you ok? he asked, frozen in place so that she could catch her breath.

"Yea." 

He removed his grip from her hands and slowly wiped away the tears that were remaining on her cheeks.

"Do you want to continue?" he asked. 

"Yeah, I'll be fine."

"I'll be gentle." he told her, as slowly started to set a pace. 

He continued to make love to her until his body couldn't hold on any longer and he released inside her.

Exhausted, he collapsed onto the bed on pulled her into his arms.

"How do you feel?" he asked, as he placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Sore." 

"I'm sorry." he said, as he held her tight.

Her body was weak and she struggled to keep her eyes open.

He knew that she needed to sleep,so he grabbed the sheet at his feet and pulled it up over them.

"Sleep well." he whispered.

Then he wrapped his arm around her waist and drifted off to sleep.