them. His gaze dropped to her mouth, and he saw her lips part in reaction. He felt a raw, aching hunger to taste her sweet luscious lips.
A knock sounded, startling them both. He jumped to his feet and angled away to hide his body’s response to Serena.
“Whew. It’s pouring cats and dogs and this umbrella is practically useless.” Audrey said as she entered with a closed, dripping umbrella in her hands. Sam watched her as she shook herself, much like a dog, her tangled mess of hair flinging raindrops around the room.
Sam went and sat down behind his desk, forcing himself to breathe deeply as he tried to stop his body from trembling with the sexual tension that gripped him. He threw a quick glance at Serena, and inwardly grinned with manly pride when he saw that Serena appeared shaken too; there was color in her cheeks, and she sat stiffly, watching Audrey as she wiped her arms with tissues from a box sitting on her desk.
Another knock followed, and all three of them swiveled their heads towards the door. Georgina entered with their lunch, chattering about the weather and tsk-tsking over Audrey’s damp clothes; giving them both a few precious moments to recover their composures, and hopefully deflecting Audrey’s attention from the palpable tension in the room.
But he felt his hopes die when he threw a glance at his partner and saw her amused look; her razor sharp senses had to have picked up the sexual attraction that hummed between him and Serena.
Georgina departed, closing the door behind her; Sam stifled a sigh and began eating, resigning himself to the generous dose of ribbing that was headed his way. Not that it would be anything new, he thought, he should be used to it by now. Audrey hadn’t stopped teasing and taunting him since he had first laid eyes on Serena.
xxxx
Serena had never before felt such intense attraction towards any man, no, not just attraction; lust too, she thought wryly. She recalled his smoldering gaze, and shivered slightly, hoping no one in the room noticed it.
What if Audrey hadn’t arrived just then?
The next few minutes passed in silence, as they concentrated on eating. Finally, Audrey said, “That hit a spot. Thanks for ordering, partner. Serena, did you get enough to eat?” Serena nodded as she too was finished, and was stuffing her empty container into the bag Sam held out, keeping her gaze lowered.
“Ok, so. What’s up?” Audrey leaned back in her chair and looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
Serena took a few sips from a bottle of water - the admin had deposited three bottles of Aquafina on their desk - taking a moment to collect her thoughts.
This morning she had noticed a car following her; it had stayed on her bumper the entire drive from her apartment to her gallery; which was an impossible feat to accomplish in rush hour traffic on the expressway, unless, someone was deliberately following her.
The car had driven past her when she had pulled into the gallery’s parking lot, and she had breathed a sigh of relief, letting go of the paranoia that had become second nature, since Sofia’s disappearance.
A few minutes after opening up, Serena had stood by the window, drinking coffee, and enjoying the hustle-bustle on the street outside, when she had noticed a man standing across the street, facing the gallery. She had stepped back and moved to a corner to watch him covertly. She thought it was nothing and went about her work, but an hour later when she peeked out again, she realized that he hadn’t moved so much as an inch.
But just as she was debating what to do about him, he had straightened and begun walking away, and she had laughed at her overactive imagination. She was turning away when she noticed that he had entered the Starbucks across from her gallery, and in an impetuous move, she had decided to stalk the stalker; closing her gallery and skipping across the busy Main Street to enter
A knock sounded, startling them both. He jumped to his feet and angled away to hide his body’s response to Serena.
“Whew. It’s pouring cats and dogs and this umbrella is practically useless.” Audrey said as she entered with a closed, dripping umbrella in her hands. Sam watched her as she shook herself, much like a dog, her tangled mess of hair flinging raindrops around the room.
Sam went and sat down behind his desk, forcing himself to breathe deeply as he tried to stop his body from trembling with the sexual tension that gripped him. He threw a quick glance at Serena, and inwardly grinned with manly pride when he saw that Serena appeared shaken too; there was color in her cheeks, and she sat stiffly, watching Audrey as she wiped her arms with tissues from a box sitting on her desk.
Another knock followed, and all three of them swiveled their heads towards the door. Georgina entered with their lunch, chattering about the weather and tsk-tsking over Audrey’s damp clothes; giving them both a few precious moments to recover their composures, and hopefully deflecting Audrey’s attention from the palpable tension in the room.
But he felt his hopes die when he threw a glance at his partner and saw her amused look; her razor sharp senses had to have picked up the sexual attraction that hummed between him and Serena.
Georgina departed, closing the door behind her; Sam stifled a sigh and began eating, resigning himself to the generous dose of ribbing that was headed his way. Not that it would be anything new, he thought, he should be used to it by now. Audrey hadn’t stopped teasing and taunting him since he had first laid eyes on Serena.
xxxx
Serena had never before felt such intense attraction towards any man, no, not just attraction; lust too, she thought wryly. She recalled his smoldering gaze, and shivered slightly, hoping no one in the room noticed it.
What if Audrey hadn’t arrived just then?
The next few minutes passed in silence, as they concentrated on eating. Finally, Audrey said, “That hit a spot. Thanks for ordering, partner. Serena, did you get enough to eat?” Serena nodded as she too was finished, and was stuffing her empty container into the bag Sam held out, keeping her gaze lowered.
“Ok, so. What’s up?” Audrey leaned back in her chair and looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
Serena took a few sips from a bottle of water - the admin had deposited three bottles of Aquafina on their desk - taking a moment to collect her thoughts.
This morning she had noticed a car following her; it had stayed on her bumper the entire drive from her apartment to her gallery; which was an impossible feat to accomplish in rush hour traffic on the expressway, unless, someone was deliberately following her.
The car had driven past her when she had pulled into the gallery’s parking lot, and she had breathed a sigh of relief, letting go of the paranoia that had become second nature, since Sofia’s disappearance.
A few minutes after opening up, Serena had stood by the window, drinking coffee, and enjoying the hustle-bustle on the street outside, when she had noticed a man standing across the street, facing the gallery. She had stepped back and moved to a corner to watch him covertly. She thought it was nothing and went about her work, but an hour later when she peeked out again, she realized that he hadn’t moved so much as an inch.
But just as she was debating what to do about him, he had straightened and begun walking away, and she had laughed at her overactive imagination. She was turning away when she noticed that he had entered the Starbucks across from her gallery, and in an impetuous move, she had decided to stalk the stalker; closing her gallery and skipping across the busy Main Street to enter
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