She hears him say No problem.

He feels his stomach turn as he follows her to the supply closet.

She hears him shut the door.

He feels his fingers quickly turn the lock, his heart beating faster.

She hears him say Sure as he reaches for the paper.

He feels for the paper on the top shelf.

She hears him shout a warning so she takes a side step.

He feels the slight embarrassment of paper dots littered all over the closet and himself.

She hears him apologize for the mess.

He feels her laugh resonate throughout his body, loving her even more than he thought possible.

She hears his plans for Dwight and the incredible amount of paper dots.

He feels so warm looking at her smiling. Looking down at the floor he shoves his hands in his pockets.

She hears her heart rationalize her actions.

He feels slight pressure on the back of his neck as she as she gently tugs on his tie willing him closer.

She hears her heart pounding in her ears.

He feels his fingers lightly touch her soft hair to remove those blessed paper dots.

She hears the voice in her head Please Jim .....Please.

He feels her hand on his shoulder now....on his chest....unbearable heat.

She hears the doubts in her mind struggling.

He feels his whole body on fire from the touch of her small hand.

She hears the voice again Please Jim Please.

He feels her closer.....

closer....

closer ...his cheek moving against hers. Her breath on his skin warm and soft.

She hears the voice Finally.

He feels his eyes close to a dreamlike state.

She hears him breathing in......

out.....

in......

out.

He feels the taste of her skin on his lips.

She hears his lips move on her neck.

He feels her knees move apart inviting him closer to her.

She hears a moan come deep from his throat.

He feels her hand gradually slide up his chest reaching his neck, gently forcing him closer to her.

She hears the deafening sound of her heart pounding.....pounding....poun

He feels her fingers run through his hair grasping the strands each time he nips at her ear.

She hears him breathing in....

out......

in....

out.

He feels her body press firmly against his leaving no space between.

She hears their breathing grow fierce.

He feels drawn to her soft wet lips. He has to taste her.

She hears him moan into her mouth.

He feels her tongue lick his lips inching its way to contend with his.

She hears nothing.

He feels everything.

She hears....

He feels...

She hears his breath grow soft.

He feels her lips for the last time on his knowing he has to stop....no.....don't stop......I........ have........to.........stop.

She hears their lips break apart.

He feels the need to apologize, even though he isn't the least bit sorry.

She hears his words but doesn't believe him.

He feels the urge to touch her hand, her face, her lips, her body one more time but all he feels is the cold metal in his hand.

She hears the doorknob unclick.

He feels his heart race as he runs his hand through his hair walking to his desk. He sits down ,lets out a breath and buries his face in his hands.