Look At Your Future

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with children.  It only seemed right to take the
extra work, everyone helps me out, but I still have to work part of my days
off.”
    “Why did she leave?”
    “I’m not sure, she never said, but I think it was bad, she
left in quite a hurry.  She almost seemed…scared.”
    “No one ever found out why?”
    She shrugged her shoulders as she looked at him.  “I know
she had been seeing someone, but I don’t know for sure who it was.  She kept it
pretty quiet.”  She let out a breath and she brushed her bangs out of her eyes,
she needed to make an appointment with Jess.  She was going to have a cow when
she found out she’d been trimming her own bangs for the last month.  “Max, do
you have any work you need to do? I don’t want to be rude, but I really need to
finish what I brought home.”
    “Lily you don’t need to entertain me.  I have my laptop in
my car.  I’ll go get it and we can just sit together.  How does that sound?”
    “It sounds really nice, I like spending time with you.”
    Max gave her a smile and touched her cheek with the backs of
his fingers.  He enjoyed the shiver she couldn’t control; he liked how he
affected her.  When he came back inside he found her sitting in an overstuffed
leather chair by the window.  She had her feet tucked up under her and an afghan
around her shoulders.
    “I like that chair, but how can we sit in it together?” Max
asked.
    She smiled up at him, “something tells me that we wouldn’t
get any work done if we were actually touching.  Sorry, I need an hour tops.”
    He gave her a quick grin as he sat in an arm chair and
opened his lap top. “I see your point.  We’ll have plenty of time for that
after dinner.”
    Max surprisingly was able to get a lot of work done.  He had
a few mergers and acquisitions to go over for Monday.  He felt her presence; it
was nice, just being around her made him happy.  He knew if he sent some sexual
vibes her way that she wouldn’t be able to resist him.  Maybe he’d do that
later.  He was aware of her moving around her apartment a little later, he
could hear her washer and dryer running, and then she would sit back down in
her chair.  She stopped by him once and set an ice water beside him as she
leaned down to kiss his forehead.  Then she sighed happily as she once again
sat down in her overstuffed chair.  It really was a nice chair, not conducive
for work, but for play, it had a lot of possibilities.  Oh yeah, it had a lot
of potential.  He felt her beside him again a while later.
    “Max I hate to bother you while you are working, but dinner
is ready.”
    He looked up at her, he had heard her moving around again,
but he had been in the middle of something.  He quickly closed his computer and
stood, he stretched a little as he followed her into the kitchen.  She had a
nice place, the kitchen was good sized, and they had been sitting in her
office, which was cozy.  He had yet to see her living room or bedroom.  The
outside of the building was deceiving, the apartments inside were more like
condos.
    “Everything smells really good.”
    Lily flashed him a smile and then handed him a bottle of
wine and an opener.  She found herself watching his hands as he expertly opened
it.  She flushed thinking about what those hands could do to her.  She looked
up and found him watching her.  His eyes were glittering, and her body started
to quiver, recognizing the look in his eyes.
    “Did you finish your work beautiful?” He asked her softly.
    “Yes…I did, did you finish yours?” She answered huskily.
    “I’m all caught up now, I have some notes to finish, but I
don’t need them till later in the week.  I’m all yours Lily.”
    Ooh, she liked the sound of that.  She gave him a smile as
she made them each a plate and set them down on the table.  She heard Max’s
chair protest a little as he sat down.  They were well built chairs, she wasn’t
worried about that. It was just that they were hardly

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