"So, do you think he was shagging his boss?" Gillian Foster didn't need to look up to know that he was grinning from ear to ear. Keeping a straight face, she attempted to glare at him, but it was no use. The sheer glee expressed in the grin that met her broke down her resolve and she found her face betraying her and twisting into a grin of her own. He smirked. Success.
"I don't know but I hope that they were both less obvious about it…" she said, trying to compose herself to continue what she was saying. Cal moved from beside her chair to behind it, letting his hands slip onto her shoulders and squeeze slightly. He leaned down to look at the monitor.
"Wouldn't make a difference love. Everyone in the office thinks we've been at it for years anyway." He shrugged his shoulders and turned his head to inhale the smell of apple from her hair. He knew it would be apple flavoured before it had even entered his nostrils. He'd helped her wash with it that morning. It was what had made them ten minutes late for work as opposed to the usual half an hour early.
"Well, it's still no reason to be unprofessional in the workplace," she said quickly, an involuntary shiver ghosting down her back from his close proximity. He didn't miss it. He brought one hand across the back of her neck before gliding it softly down her spine. She closed her eyes as he drew another shiver from her.
"Cal…" she said in a warning tone. He turned his head sideways again and planted a soft kiss on her cheek.
"To be continued, eh love?" He made his way slowly toward the door, grinning again before exiting, leaving Gillian with a satisfied smirk on her face.
OXOXO
Found this on my computer, along with a few others that I didn't upload at the time so decided to put them up. This is from Lack of Candour (I think?) because there was not enough fan fiction devoted to that moment between Gillian and Cal in the office about shagging the boss!