Nikki POV
I drive slowly into Lorraine's drive, not wanting to scratch her precious Ferrari. Getting swiftly out of my car I'm determined to tell her how I feel and hopefully hear that she reciprocates the feelings. Before I know what I'm doing, I'm straightening my blazer and marching up to her door with a façade of confidence. It doesn't last very long at all and I stop to briefly check my hair in the nearest window and have a quick mint; 'got to be cool' I think to myself but it wasn't so easy, when I was around her I just felt like my heart was melting- I know it sounds cliché. The weather was perfect and the azure turquoise sea was melodically moving with the wind. If only I could walk along the coast with her, hand in hand. Laughing and joking and then stopping on the shore and kissing her, with the sun setting in the horizon. That image had been in my head ever since we kissed for the first time and I was determined to make it happen. I guess I could, but I don't know if she'd want to. Listen to myself! The fact that she is my boss and my insecurities about how she feels about me are stopping me from making any advances: I feel like I'm always treading on egg shells- scared that any moment it would all go wrong. That's why I am here today.
Lorraine POV
Finally, sitting down on my plush leather sofa and kicking my feet up, I can relax and not have to worry so much about budgets and expenditure. Suddenly I hear the businesslike ringtone of my phone. I sigh in frustration and swear under my breath. Do I never get a break? All I want to do is sit on my sofa and drink my coffee and maybe watch some TV- is that too much to ask? Regardless of my annoyance, I walk briskly over to where my phone is precariously lying on the kitchen counter; shaking my hair behind my shoulders and trying to get back into professional mode. Without even checking the caller ID, I answer the call. "What do you want?" I ask, trying not to let my anger show but failing- a hint of venom in my voice. "Hey, It's Nikki…I'm outside your apartment but I could come back another time to discuss the lesson evaluations?" Oh God. Nikki was outside my apartment earlier than I expected. Her voice sounds so cute on the phone I can't focus. "Oh um I'll..I'll be right there" I say, flipping my carefully curled hair over my shoulder. Do I have time to brush my teeth and top up my mascara? I don't want to seem to eager and run to the door but I really am quite desperate to see her smiling down at me with that twinkle in her eyes. I don't even know what my feelings for her are even though it was me who initiated that kiss. The kiss that played on my mind day and night, our only kiss. Oh how I want to kiss her again, and I know she wants to kiss me but I keep brushing her off any time she gets more intense than just mild flirting. I hate myself for it.
Nikki POV
The front door finally opens and I see Lorraine looking flustered yet stunning as always. For a minute I forget myself and just gaze into her eyes- blue pools of every shade. I can't stop: I'm literally just gazing at every detail on her face with my mouth open. She is so stunning- from the shape of her face to the way her lips curl up gently at the sides "Come in then!" -her Cockney accent bringing me out of my reverie sharply. "sorry I was miles away" I admit. "You look really great by the way" I mumble. Really great? She looked more than great but one step at a time. Lorraine blushes slightly and dips her head ever so slightly. She looks up at me with a smile, radiant as ever. "You don't look half bad yourself Miss Boston" we share one last intent gaze when she finally invites me inside. I follow her into her apartment, using all the willpower that I have not to check her out from behind- she was ridiculously attractive. Instead I chewed nervously on the inside of my cheek and brush my eyes over every item in her house. It was just so simple yet stylish. I probably should have guessed that her furniture would be modern; what with her hatred of the dusty old items of the past. Her house really suits her and I couldn't help but smile to myself about just how lucky I was.