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She darted at him a looked back at the painting. “I agree with both statements.”
“I just thought I stood a chance, but I was clearly wrong.”
“Alright.” She retorted, still choking in her acid jealousy.
“Here’s your drink.” She heard Mark on her other side, timely as always.
“Thanks.” She took a long gulp.
“Torres.” Complimented Mark.
“Hi, Mark.” Devolved Juan cautiously.
Marjorie, who had been chatting with a colleague, neared the group and said hello to Mark and Amy cheerfully. An awkward silence followed as Marjorie linked her arm with Juan’s in an immature way of marking her territory.
“Come,” she tugged him. “I want to show you my favourite piece.” They excused themselves and walked away.
“Warm talk I saw you having back there.” The words escaped her mouth before she could stop them. She scolded herself silently.
Mark lowered his eyes to her and the world vanished. He understood. Of course he understood. How many times had he felt that way? Now she knew what it was like. Her stare wide and fiery on him. For those brief seconds hectic communication followed.
“She’s a vivacious person.” He commented coolly. He took her elbow and guided her ahead.
She yielded, but the corroding taste of her feelings remained.
Mark and Amy arrived home late and tired. As they lay down to sleep, Amy clung to him as i
f he’d suddenly leave her and Mark held her assuredly, content.
A rainy morning came pouring a grey light through the window finding them tucked in a bunch of messed duvet, which wrapped them like a nest. Mark turned half over Amy embracing her and burying his face in the curve of her neck. He sighed as his arm wormed around her waist. She started waking up, her leg spiralled around his and she held him by his broad shoulders. Half asleep, her lips draw a faint smile.
Happy. She was happy. She was invaded by a such sunny joyous feeling, difficult to describe. Heavens, she loved this man! More than she thought comfortable to admit.
Mark’s hand begun to roam over her body in a slow light caress. His lips grazed her neck while his nostrils inhaled the scent of her. He wanted to stay there the whole day. Forever. They should take some time off, go to a sun-filled desert island and languish in a bungalow the whole day. As his hand reached the base of her tantalizing breast his body stirred.
“Oh, Amy.” He groaned in a low male voice. “I cannot stay in bed. I have an early meeting.” He lamented.
“Neither can I.” She stretched and yawned. “Travis is in London and we have a long agenda to discuss.” She kissed his taut shoulder. “There are a number of things to decide and plan about Nice.”
He gave a boyish smile. “I am glad he came to London and not the opposite.”
When Amy arrived in her office, mid-morning, there was a message from Susan, who needed a quick word with her. Going down, and walking through the hallways she perceived the staff looking at her in a strange way. She didn’t care much. They weren’t used to her being there so often anymore. It was probably that. She knocked at Susan’s office.
“Hi, Amy! Come in.”
Amy entered and closed the door. She waited while the HR manager finished typing. She was a woman in her mid-thirties with honey-blond hair and placid blue-eyes.
“How’s little Toby?” She asked when Susan stopped typing.
Susan smiled tenderly. “He’s becoming an active little boy!”
“Isn’t it so lovely?” Amy commented with a smile.
Susan became serious again and looked at Amy speculatively. “I take it you haven’t heard the rustle as yet?”
“What about?” She didn’t have a clue as to what the manager meant.
“Well, it became rather...” She paused looking for the right word. “...unequivocal the nature of your connection to Mark yesterday at the opening.”
