Having spent the night in the arms of the man I love, had quite an invigorating effect on me. Nothing new, there. Our story unfolded, unstoppable, in spite of the countless obstacles standing in our way.
" Good morning Lily," Tamara beams from behind her desk, wearing bright pink overalls, hair parted into ponytails sticking out on the sides of her head. To complete the picture, she wore bright blue eyeshadow, and lipstick to match. Her amber eyes shining brightly contrasting those vibrant colours. Even though she looked like the rainbow barfed on her, it worked so well on Tamara. Eye-catching, even my eyes lingered on her studying her generous curves, and those mesmerising eyes that simply put, screamed ' look at me.
Honestly, I felt the urge to squeeze her plump ass when she bent over to rummage through a drawer in her desk.
What's wrong with me?
Some people just exude sex appeal from every single por without even fucking trying.
And Tamara had a boatload, by the looks of it.
" Morning," I catch myself before I stare for longer than acceptable, and this little interaction becomes awkward.
" Wow. Aren't you a delight to be around?!" She smirks and wiggles her brows at me. I might play for the opposite team, but damn that looked absolutely fetching.
Get it together, Lily.
" Sorry. Is Eric available?" I decide to get on with it because by no means prolonging this would change the situation I am in.
She blows a bubble, and it pops over her blue lips, while I watch entranced by the way her pink tongue swipes over her lush lips pulling the gum in her mouth," He is on a call at the moment, but he should be done any minute. So, what are you majoring in?" Tamara asks forcing me to meet her gaze. Probably for the best, since I can't stop looking at her blue lips.
Jesus, what's wrong with me?
" Business," I croak, my voice coming out so husky that it takes me by surprise.
Tamara hums and nods, and pops another gum bubble. How is that even sexy?
" How d-did you... uhmm.... get this position?" I wave a hand towards the desk, flustered.
" Oh, it's punishment for breaking a very expensive piece of lab equipment," She rounds the desk and leans on it.
" Wow, that's a bit harsh," I note, a bit frazzled.
She laughs," Well, it is and it isn't. I was having sex on it while it broke. So I guess, this is nothing more than a slap on the wrist, considering the price that came with it," she answers casually.
" What are you studying? " I probe for a little insight.
" Marine biology, " She points to one of the walls," Since we live right next to the damn sea," Shrugging, she shuffles on her feet and crosses her legs at her ankles. Wow, that is such a beautiful career path. Studying the creatures of the sea, and their environment. If I manage to finish, I'll be stuck in an office between four walls. Although, I'm not exactly an outdoorsy person, so I guess, I won't be missing much.
We both jump when the phone rings, even though Tamara has managed to chase some of the anxiety away with her easygoing personality. The dread preceding the impending conversation with Eric has returned in full swing.
" Your turn," Tamara says as she puts the receiver down, and nods towards the door.
" Thank you, Tamara," I manage a measly weave, while the girl beams at me with the intensity of the sun.
" See you around," Sure thing. I'll put you down between my in-depth conversations with Eric, the never-ending chase game I have going on with Micah, studying, and also managing a clandestine love life. You'll squeeze right in with everything else.
" Sure thing, " I smile at her before pushing the door open and meeting my executioner. That's an overdramatisation, but you know what I mean.
" Good morning," I say with false confidence, and I'm not sure where I've pulled that out from, or is nothing more than a stress response to my already train wreck of a life.
" Good morning. Take a seat," Wow charming as ever. I'm being sarcastic in case you've missed the point.
Sliding in my seat, I clear my throat willing it, for once to work in my favour rather than against me.
" I'm all ears, Miss Abernathy," Eric breaks the silence, while I just deflate. Simply exhausted from fighting.
" Consider the relationship terminated. But as you already know, it would be impossible for us to cut all contact. I have a good relationship with Enid, and I still visit. As you already know Mr Kinnaird resides there. And I'm sure you are already aware of our training sessions, " This is all I had to say on this matter. It isn't easy knowing that Mason and I, will have to still linger in the shadows, for god knows how long.
Now, we are both each other's little dirty secret. How about that? Life is funny that way.
Eric nods, seemingly pleased with my choice," Very well," he lifts the phone receiver letting it ring once, and then puts it down. A few seconds later Tamara slides inside.
" Could you please show Mr Kazov into my office," He says looking over my shoulder.
" Sure thing boss. Coming right up," Tamara says a little over enthusiastic. Eric sighs, exasperated, dragging a hand over his face to show his displeasure at the overly familiar behaviour Tamara displays.
It might be just me, but I'm enjoying the way Tamara brushes Eric the wrong way without even trying. Satisfying.
Not even when the door opens a second time I don't dare look behind me. I have no idea who Mr Kazov is but I'm not exactly enthusiastic about it.
" Good morning Eric," Aaron walks past me stretching his hand for Eric to take. He may not remember me but I remember him.
Eric greets back, shaking Aaron's hand, both unsmiling, stiff as a board.
Eric waves to the seat next to me, inviting Aaron to take it while I'm trying to understand why is he here. The only reason a member of the order would be in the room....
Oh, no. I'm getting a schaperrone.