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Lunch rolled around, at about the time I’d finished the new manuscript. I had never typed an analysis so fast. With about forty minutes to spare on my lunch break, any semblance of appetite long ago leaving me, I went to Simon’s office and knocked on the door. Silence.
I waited a while, shifting a bit from foot to foot. Trying the knock again, I was faced with the same stony silence. The office was in such a position that Simon was able to come and go without anyone in the cubicle farm noticing. This gave me just a little of hope. Hope that he hadn’t even come into work that day, rather than he was snubbing me. It was just possible I was making something out of nothing.
Feeling much more relieved, I went back to my cubicle to surf the net for the rest of my lunch break, ready to keep going until Simon came in. Handing in the analysis was my last job of the day of course. I gave a thought to emailing it to him. At least then there would be a record of me finishing it. The only problems with that plan was I wouldn’t be able to see him. As well as the fact that there would be a record of it, and strictly speaking I shouldn’t have been given more work. It shouldn’t matter too much, Simon having broken the stupid rules before but it could also show favoritism on his part because he only gave me more work. In our precarious position any kind of scrutiny wouldn’t be good.
Like Beckett’s Godot, Simon never came. I waited right up until Ingra was getting ready to look up for the night. At least I knew, almost for sure, that Simon had never showed up at all, rather than hiding in his office.
“Skye.”
I turned so fast I nearly got whiplash, fairly sure I was hallucinating as I saw Simon approaching.
“Simon.”
“Hey,” he said, lovingly.
With a quick look around for anyone we knew, Simon embraced me giving me the most warm and tender kiss.
“I’m really sorry I didn’t come in today. Hope I didn’t scare you. I was shopping all day, looking for just the right gift,”
He slipped the nicely wrapped package carefully into my pocket, acting all coy and super spy.
“Don’t open it now,” he whispered.
“Yes, sir,” I said.
“Would you like to come to my place for dinner.”
“Yes, please, sir,’ I said nearly crying with relief.
He kissed me again, quicker that time and took me by the hand, leading me to his nice warm car.Chapter Seventeen - SkyeI was overwhelmed by a flood of feelings, all of them good. Everything was fine between me and Simon, great even. I was back in his nice, warm car, the soft leather creaking under me. Despite being a pretty rich guy with a very nice car, at least from where I was sitting, he didn’t seem to think it put him above the law. He drove defensively, taking the safest option in every situation. I had to wonder if that was at least partly because I was in the car. Not that I thought he would be a speed demon normally. Just the thought of me as precious cargo. I kissed him on the cheek. He didn’t look, but he smiled as I settled back into my seat.
It was a fucking mansion. I had no idea there was enough space left on the island to have a house that size but there it was. Technically it was a town house but the biggest townhouse I’d ever seen. Constitution three entire floors of wow. As we scaled the stone steps to the fancy front door, I felt Simon put his hand on my lower back, possessively. I smiled as a little thrill when through me. I thought of myself as being his, but was glad that he agreed. Frankly, I would have let him carry me in if he’d felt so included.
The place even smelled good. Like cinnamon and after shave. Manly but still welcoming, in no way offensive to my nose. If anything it made me want to stay around.
Helping me with my coat, Simon hung it on the honest to goodness coat rack hanging next to the door. Looking like something out of a black and white movie. Our coats taken care of, he assessed the rest of my outfit.
“Cute,” he said.
Taking off my boots, as well as his shoes, he took my hand, leading me into the dining room and sat me down at the table, actually pulling the chair out for me, and pushing it back in. I was already so wet it was a struggle not to squirm. It was arousing enough just to be around him, never mind him being so damn gentlemanly and casually touching me. I loved it and would honestly take any touching he saw fit to give me.
