Stella was beyond pissed at Mac. He just walked in there, didn’t even consider what Adam was doing for her. She stormed into Mac’s office and stood in front of his desk. He looked up and arched his eyebrow.

“do tu need something, Stella?” he asked her.
“yeah I do and did! I wanted to tell my best friend who dicho he was here for me, that I am HIV negative! But no, he was to busy yelling at everyone. So I have not had anyone to tell about how I’ve been feeling!”

She turned to leave but as quickly as she turned. She was turned back in a matter of seconds, and then pulled into a hug....

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, expect what's in my apartment, and well, my mind.
Rating: R-ish.
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Mac forcefully pushed Stella up against the scarlet red, smooth muro of his bedroom of his apartment, pinning her against it. Stella felt strong hands plant themselves on her wrists and then gently, yet expertly, pinned those against the muro as well. The rest of her body was pushed up por his own body weight. She could feel his warmth, his heat. She felt his abdominal muscles tightened and felt his corazón race. He smirked at her, taking in all that...

Wow part 10! This is on the way to be a book :D.
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Mac didn’t care about his headache. He didn’t even take a shower. He just grabbed his keys and ran out. She’s been here, she’s seen him. He was sure about that. Though he didn’t remember how she’s come in, he was sure she’s been here. Immediately after he’s woken up on the sofá he’s known he’s made a mistake. Ignoring the elevator he ran down the stairs. Noticing the terrible traffic he ran. Ran through New York’s streets. Ran into lots of people who cursed him. Finally he reached her...