This afternoon, I am not a tickled child. Part of me wants to heave my phone and contact Quinn. I genuinely don't want to spend my afternoon pretending to delight in any conversation with Gideon, it's certainly not something I would ever think the word of at any time of the day.
I didn't hate him, I don't have any space left to hate another human I have spent all of it on those men that murdered my family. Gideon and I would probably be good friends in another life well plainly not this one.
I know Quinn loves and values him, he in turn makes her happy. Family to me is everything, I feel we should not include another human into our circle. Love? I think growling. My father had said every single day that he would protect my mother and his children from any harm yet he had laid on the floor dead while another man raped and killed his wife and son. I know it is hypocritical of me to blame a dead man but I would do anything to make me feel better. I don't believe in love and I most certainly didn't need it, Quinn will come around someday.
I stroll into the bar taking in deep breaths today I had promised to comport myself. It can't be that wearisome right?.
'Hey.' I sight Quinn waving her hands to me. Beside her is Gideon, drinking a glass of water. He is a very handsome man and he is also very tall even with Quinn's height, he is a good four inches taller. He has unruly dark copper-colored hair and bright eyes.
'Hey' I call back faintly. I settle down opposite Gideon placing my handbag on the floor.
'Eva good to see you again.'
'Of course.' I retort irrationally. I catch Quinn's disapproving look and remember my promise to be civilized. 'It is a pleasure to meet you again Gideon. I am flattered you insisted on seeing me.' okay Eva that was unnecessary.
'Do you care for anything, a glass of wine perhaps.' he sounds so calm.
'Some of us have work to do Gideon.' I have shocked him I note, I catch his surprised expression before he looks away.
'Eva you need to take a chill pill.'
'I am sorry Quinn I'm trying here.' Hell, I was trying. I never had to pretend with Gideon, Quinn once told him I didn't like him, when he had asked me I had been more than happy to say it to his face.
I watch him signal the waitress ordering three glasses of wine.
'We keep getting off on the wrong foot Eva, let's start again.'
I take a deep breath I would try today, I would try not to pick on every word he utters.
'Quinn told me she is planning on settling here, I am so happy and I honestly think it is a nice move we get to spend more time together.' he says the last part with so much admiration and love.
'Yes'. The table is quiet for a long time, they were expecting me to say more? what exactly? I have always been a family person and I only have long conversations with them I don't know how to make small talks with outsiders. Jesus, I realize I never spoke to people apart from Quinn, Malory, Livy, and Crystabel no wonder my company is falling I never listen or talk to any of my staff.
'Yes.' I try again. 'I am glad she is staying back I am only worried she might regret the whole thing. Quinn is not an office person she should be out there saving lives.'
'Eva I already told you I want to stay back, I won't regret it.'
'Are you sure? I am fine here I swear I just want you to be happy.'
'Gideon makes me happy.' she comments dryly.
'Quinn is a woman with a very determined spirit, something I admire if she says she is fine then I know she is.' I nod my head that I agree, She has a very strong mind and she always made the right decisions well not with Gideon and this love shit she is possessed with at the moment. If she has decided to stay back, then she won't regret any of it. The waitress brings our order, I take a sip of my wine so does Quinn.
'I told Quinn I was going to apologize in person.'
'Apologies?.' I ask confused.
'You know proposing to her wit... '
'Gideon.' Quinn calls in a panicked voice. She puts a hand over his completely halting whatever he had intended to say.
'Proposing'. I ask in a high-pitched voice, for goodness sake what the hell is going on right now. 'You guys are engaged? since when?.'
'Eva I promise I was going to tell you.'
'You haven't told her.' Gideon asks surprised.
'When were you going to tell me.' I ask shouting surprising myself and everyone in the restaurant.
'We only got engaged last month, I swear I was going to tell you today.'
'We spoke yesterday, this morning, and every other fucking day on the phone.' she doesn't say anything so I continue 'Last month you told me you wanted to come back here to settle some business is that when it all happened.' she nods her head. 'You lied to me! he fucking put a ring on your finger and I am just finding out now.'
'Eva please calm down.' Gideon says putting a hand on my shoulder.
'Don't touch me' I shock him again. This time around he looks hurt and he doesn't hide his feelings. 'Was I going to find out on your wedding day?' what am I even saying 'Are you pregnant?.'
We look at each other for a very long time it is not often that you manage to shock Quinn Darnell I have just insinuated that she is engaged because she might be pregnant. Lord Jesus, please let her say no.
'I am insulted that you think this engagement is because I am pregnant.'
'I am more insulted that you lied to me and played with my emotions.' it all becomes very clear to me 'You only decided to stay back because of him, not because you wanted to help me.' I stand up quickly, knocking my glass off the table.
'Eva.' she rises with me, intending to stop me. 'Please don't say things like that let me explain.'
'Don't follow me.' I don't know what I might say if she does.
'Please Eva sit down.' Gideon says rising too. I know he feels frustrated not knowing what to say or do.
I storm out angrily I can feel my tears threatening to fall but I know it won't. No matter how much hurt I feel they never come. I am so glad my workspace is close I move fast I just want to get into my office.
The minute I see "Robert fame' boldly written I sigh I want to get in and kick something. She lied to me, she had kept her engagement a secret from me too. One month! she had been lying for a whole month!.
I move into the building and I see Grace running towards me her big breast threatening to burst out of her small dress.
'Miss Eva I have been calling since. Mr. Trav...'
'Not right now Grace.' I shout back at her. Poor thing she stops talking, her eyes wide and her big mouth open. I keep giving her reasons to hate me but it's fine, the feeling is mutual.
I slam my office door, kicking my heels off, throwing my bag on the floor I start kicking the door breathing heavily when I begin to feel pains, I switch to my fist.
'Fucking idiots! Liars, stupid stupid crazy people.'
'Eva.'
***
I look into the grey eyes of Mr beautiful and I warn myself not to show any sign of awareness. This man is beautifully seated on my chair with those long legs crossed, he has one hand on the table and the other on his lips rubbing it in circular motion he is studying me.
So young- and attractive, He's tall, dressed in a fine black suit, white shirt, and black tie, he has one stubborn hair touching his forehead one I ache to touch he keeps studying me, it takes a moment for me to find my voice.
'What are you doing here?.' I ask frowning. I had been so angry, I didn't even realize I had company. He stands up and starts walking towards me, I don't realize I have been moving back until my back hits the wall.
He is so close to me and intent on what he is doing. If I only lean forward my lips would be on his. He smells clean, fresh, and heavenly. He glances up and smiles enjoying the effect he is having on me, his eyes heated. He is so tantalizingly close and I hold my breath when he starts to speak.
'Crazy woman what are you doing trying to hurt these pretty hands.' he holds my hands as he speaks.
'Why are you here?' I repeat. Travis made reasoning difficult and this close, he did crazy things to my girly parts.
'I called several times, your staff did too, when you didn't pick up I let myself in.'
What the hell was Grace doing letting him into my office.
'You shouldn't be here.'
His thumb begins to stroke my knuckles back and forth, and my heart skips a beat as my breathing accelerates. How does he do this to me, he is only touching a very small area of my body and the hormones are flying.
'I was worried about you Eva, please promise to keep your phone with you and answer the damn thing when it rings.'
I jump when he shouts the last word, why on Earth is he angry? he has no reason to be and why do I need to promise him anything.
I put my hands on his shoulder determined to push him away, as I touch him, I feel an odd exhilarating shiver run through me. I withdraw my hand hastily. I breathe rapidly looking up to face him I don't realize my mistake until it is too late. My eyes don't reach him because they are stuck in his mouth. From afar, I knew they could do things to a woman, sinful things. Closely I know they would please me. I begin to imagine his mouth on my breast, stomach and I shiver when I imagine it down there sucking me and bringing me to climax.
'Eva' I snap out of my dirty thought looking up guiltily. He is smiling, and I silently pray he can't read minds.
'Stop looking at me like that, I can't promise to be a gentleman next time.'
'How?'
'Fuck it.'
He launches at me, pushing me against the wall, he finally places that mouth on me, biting my earlobe playfully, sucking and licking. I begin to moan, muttering incoherent words, encouraging him with my hand on his hair pushing him closer to me. He is unforgiving, sucking, and licking. I want him to kiss me, I have never wanted something so badly.
I begin to feel something different, something sweet and exciting. He places his hand on my breast squeezing and massaging me through my floral dress. His other hand grabs my hair bringing my face up to his, but he doesn't kiss me instead he steps away from me.
'My work here is done.' And with that, he strolls out, leaving me aching and horny.