skin he had just worshipped in his dream.
With a roar of frustration, he threw back
the blankets and stormed into the bathroom. He turned the shower to cold before
he stepped in. He stood and shivered under the needle- like jets until his body
reflected his lonely state. Satisfied he could get dressed without getting
horny again, he turned off the water and dried himself. Cleaning up the
bathroom behind him, Red dressed and without stopping for breakfast he rode to
work, his mood dark and brooding.
He brushed past a perky Cara, grunted a
greeting and headed to his own space. Red slammed the door to his office and
shut the blinds to give himself some privacy. He pulled on his white lab coat
and flopped down in the chair behind the desk. Frame by frame he replayed last
night in his mind. The gentle seduction and the way she’d managed to maneuver
him into her room, the ease with which she stripped him of his trousers and
drained him before she led him into her bath. He had gone willingly like a
sheep to the slaughter and now he was at a loss as to what he should do next.
He hadn’t gotten this far in a relationship for ages, someone asking him for a
meal. All of his dates had been uncomfortable conversation, rushed sex, and no
phone numbers exchanged at the end of it.
Dinner at her house tonight. What the
fuck was he going to do?
Did he take flowers or chocolates or what?
Did he ask her out somewhere after this or should he let her take the lead? She
seemed pretty bloody good at doing that so far.
He rubbed his palms on his coat drying the
sweat slowly but surely covering his body. Sucking in a deep breath, he reached
for the phone. He dialed a number and sat back in his chair. He nervously ran
his finger around the collar of his plain white shirt and coughed before it
picked up
“Hey, Jake, I need some advice man. I've,
um, I've been invited to someone's house for dinner tonight.” He paused and
took the phone away from his ear, worried the scream and high-pitched laugh
from the other end would shatter his eardrums. “Fuck you dude. Settle down.
Shit, it's not like this is a world first you know. Well, maybe for me but
seriously give me a break here. I want to know what to take, you know. Do I
give her flowers or what?” Red settled down to take the good-natured ribbing of
his best friend. A small rush of heat shot through his body as he told him the
bare details of his date last night leaving out everything to do with the hot
sex.
“Yes, she is partly responsible for the
damage to my bike. Can I pick it up after work?” He crossed his fingers and
waited for the dressing down that would come before he was given the news it
still wasn't quite ready. “Okay, tomorrow then, hopefully. Thanks for that.”
He shook his head at the lewd comments
coming down the phone line and finally ended the call. Looking around his
office, he noticed the stark bare look and wished he had a photo to decorate
his wall or desk. If things went well, he could get one of the two of them
together. Worried he was getting ahead of himself, Red jumped up and went out
to the laboratory to check over the latest test results and soon lost himself
in the world of microbes and germs.
* * * *
Rhian ushered her last patient out the door
and breathed a sigh of relief. May had left minutes earlier and she was now
alone. Red would be here shortly and she had so much to do. Casting a quick
glamour spell, she cleaned the surgery and the breakfast dishes in the kitchen
she had left this morning, leaving her just enough time to have a shower and
dress in something a little sexier than utilitarian green scrubs decorated with
dog hair.
She flicked her delicately painted nails
and lit the masses of perfumed candles adorning every room in her house. The
tension slipped from her shoulders and she turned on the shower, dropping her
clothes to the floor. She stepped in under the warm water and closed her eyes
and sighed. It had been a rough day. Two more
With a roar of frustration, he threw back
the blankets and stormed into the bathroom. He turned the shower to cold before
he stepped in. He stood and shivered under the needle- like jets until his body
reflected his lonely state. Satisfied he could get dressed without getting
horny again, he turned off the water and dried himself. Cleaning up the
bathroom behind him, Red dressed and without stopping for breakfast he rode to
work, his mood dark and brooding.
He brushed past a perky Cara, grunted a
greeting and headed to his own space. Red slammed the door to his office and
shut the blinds to give himself some privacy. He pulled on his white lab coat
and flopped down in the chair behind the desk. Frame by frame he replayed last
night in his mind. The gentle seduction and the way she’d managed to maneuver
him into her room, the ease with which she stripped him of his trousers and
drained him before she led him into her bath. He had gone willingly like a
sheep to the slaughter and now he was at a loss as to what he should do next.
He hadn’t gotten this far in a relationship for ages, someone asking him for a
meal. All of his dates had been uncomfortable conversation, rushed sex, and no
phone numbers exchanged at the end of it.
Dinner at her house tonight. What the
fuck was he going to do?
Did he take flowers or chocolates or what?
Did he ask her out somewhere after this or should he let her take the lead? She
seemed pretty bloody good at doing that so far.
He rubbed his palms on his coat drying the
sweat slowly but surely covering his body. Sucking in a deep breath, he reached
for the phone. He dialed a number and sat back in his chair. He nervously ran
his finger around the collar of his plain white shirt and coughed before it
picked up
“Hey, Jake, I need some advice man. I've,
um, I've been invited to someone's house for dinner tonight.” He paused and
took the phone away from his ear, worried the scream and high-pitched laugh
from the other end would shatter his eardrums. “Fuck you dude. Settle down.
Shit, it's not like this is a world first you know. Well, maybe for me but
seriously give me a break here. I want to know what to take, you know. Do I
give her flowers or what?” Red settled down to take the good-natured ribbing of
his best friend. A small rush of heat shot through his body as he told him the
bare details of his date last night leaving out everything to do with the hot
sex.
“Yes, she is partly responsible for the
damage to my bike. Can I pick it up after work?” He crossed his fingers and
waited for the dressing down that would come before he was given the news it
still wasn't quite ready. “Okay, tomorrow then, hopefully. Thanks for that.”
He shook his head at the lewd comments
coming down the phone line and finally ended the call. Looking around his
office, he noticed the stark bare look and wished he had a photo to decorate
his wall or desk. If things went well, he could get one of the two of them
together. Worried he was getting ahead of himself, Red jumped up and went out
to the laboratory to check over the latest test results and soon lost himself
in the world of microbes and germs.
* * * *
Rhian ushered her last patient out the door
and breathed a sigh of relief. May had left minutes earlier and she was now
alone. Red would be here shortly and she had so much to do. Casting a quick
glamour spell, she cleaned the surgery and the breakfast dishes in the kitchen
she had left this morning, leaving her just enough time to have a shower and
dress in something a little sexier than utilitarian green scrubs decorated with
dog hair.
She flicked her delicately painted nails
and lit the masses of perfumed candles adorning every room in her house. The
tension slipped from her shoulders and she turned on the shower, dropping her
clothes to the floor. She stepped in under the warm water and closed her eyes
and sighed. It had been a rough day. Two more
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