Series 1 Episode 1:
Cut to swish London Office Block, on the Top floor sits the Christopher Brady Gallery a company that up until now has only been held in the highest esteem by the rest of the art world, especially for the prize piece in it's collection their highly publicized Mondrian , the jewel in Brady's crown. However unbeknownst to all but a select few that façade of wealth and prosperity is soon about to crumble, in his office sits the owner, barely a shadow of his former self and already the vultures are starting to circle. One Vulture in particular had already made their first attack, and now she had the taste for blood he was certain nothing would stop Meredith Gates from going for the jugular.
"Chris you've done all you can, you're up to your neck in debt and if you don't move fast you'll be left with nothing, once your creditors move in it's curtains my friend. However if you sell the Mondrian to me privately, I mean we both know it's part of your personal collection, sell it now for cash then tonight you could be on your merry way to South America with a nice wad of ready cash in your back pocket." Meredith pitched confidently, trying to keep her tone soft and sympathetic.
"At a sizeable discount I have no doubt!" Chris spat sarcastically. "I know you Meredith you didn't come here to do me a favor you came here to practically steal my prize painting out from under my nose for a fraction of what it's actually worth!
Smiling contentedly like a cat who knew she had the cream Meredith stalked over to the wall where the Mondrian hung all its glory. "Well what do you expect, you're stuck between a rock and a hard place and you expect me not to take advantage, come off it Chris a few years ago you would have done the same! So do we have a deal, or do I take my cash and leave you to your fate, leaving the door open for those ignorant creditors of yours who will no doubt be knocking on your door in the morning?"
"Alright we have a ...." But Chris never got the chance to finish his sentence as suddenly the Gallery doors were slammed open, Meredith whirling round in annoyance to glare at whom so ever had dared interrupt her delicate negotiations.
Holding the door open was a tall, tanned somewhat muscular man but it wasn't him who drew her attention, she had learnt early on this business to tell the monkeys from the Organ Grinders, instead her eyes settled and narrowed on a shorter fairer gentleman who strode in a few seconds later. Gavin entered the room like he entered everywhere with an air of confidence and mastery, scanning it quickly for danger his eyes flickered over Brady before settling on the far more pleasant visage of the stunning brunette. Automatically his eyes raked up and down her body, picturing her without all those layers, although he noted with a mental chuckle she wasn't wearing that many to start with, but what she had on she wore with a sense confidence especially that pair of come fuck me boots.
"Who the hell are you?" Meredith demanded as she locked eyes with the handsome stranger a strange sensation of excitement fluttering up and down her spin as she watched him blatantly size her up. "This is a private meeting, if you have business with Mr Brady you can bloody well wait till I've finished!"
"Meredith..." Chris hissed warningly, what remained of his color rapidly disappearing from his cheeks as he watched her lay into and possibly insult one of the most dangerous men in London.
"What?" She snapped back, glaring over her shoulder at the spineless Chris.
"It's alright." Gavin cut in a twist of amusement in his words. "Please continue don't mind me!"
Smiling curtly in satisfaction Meredith turned to the stunned Chris demanding. "I believe you were about to tell me we had a deal the Mondrian for £500 K, cash!"
Shaking in his shoes Chris simply nodded, standing up he seized the pen Meredith offered and quickly scrawled his signature across the contract of sale before collapsing back into his seat.
"Excellent I'll just ring my security people have them bring the money up....and then..." She trailed off walking over to gaze lovingly at her new acquisition. "We'll be able to take you home!" She whispered as she tentatively reached out to caress the edge of the canvas.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that!" Gavin piped up from across the room where he leant casually against the wall, in complete command of the situation, as a furious Meredith whirled round to face him.
"What?" She snapped closing the distance between them and holding up the signed contract for him to see. "See I have it in black and white..."
"That contract is with Christopher Brady..." Gavin baited, watching with delight as her cheeks flushed with anger. "And as you can see here from seven thirty this evening, which was I would say five minutes before Chris signed that contract all his assets became mine, you see I brought out all his other creditors which makes this gallery including that painting you're so fond of mine!"
"NO!" Meredith gasped, glaring at Gavin with such loathing and hatred he was impressed, before closing the remaining distance between them and snatching his seizure notice out of his hands. "This can't be happening; it has to be a fake! I mean who authorizes seizure notices for seven thirty in the evening and on a Sunday?"
"Oh well I find it's helpful to have friends in high places..." Gavin retorted prizing the paper from her now unresisting hands. "Of course if you still want the painting I'm certainly open to negotiation, over dinner perhaps? Although I must warn you I'm going to want sizably more than £500K for it!"
Shaking with fury at once more being beaten to the punch Meredith stormed over to the desk where her attaché case lay, seizing it roughly she turned and strode towards the door.
"Perhaps an intimate Lunch tomorrow, I know a fabulous little French place and we can talk it over, pick you up around Twelve?" Gavin asked unable to resist one last attempt, hoping that her desire for the Mondrian was greater than her loathing of him, well enough to get her to agree to lunch, the rest he was sure he could take care of himself and it had been quite sometime since had felt this intrigued by any woman he'd just met.
Pausing at the threshold Meredith glanced over her shoulder, her eyes openly raking him up and down as she appeared to consider his proposal, part of her was tempted but there was no way she was going to give this guy the satisfaction of knowing that . "Sorry but I have better ways to spend my very valuable free time!" She retorted before slamming the door and striding out to the elevator.
Shaking his head in amusement Gavin turned to glance over at Chris any enthusiasm for torturing the gallery owner fading fast, now that his interest was more agreeable engaged elsewhere. "Mr Brady I know it is customary to live up to my reputation but how about we make a little deal, I won't have your legs broken for causing me all the bother of court orders and seizure notices if you give me her name and address. Danny here will make sure you sign all the right documents better keep this nice and legal wouldn't want to get into trouble with the law now would we, then I suggest you take a nice long holiday, I hear the black hole of Calcutta is very nice this time of year" He added as he strode towards the door intent on catching up with that intriguing brunette.
Striding into the lobby Gavin caught the swish of the elevator doors as they began to close, smiling smugly he quickened his pace, managing to wedge a foot in between the closing doors causing them to quickly open. Inside Meredith whirled round her mobile out and against her ear as she tried desperately to phone her driver a look of surprise and annoyance fluttering over her face, as she flicks her hair out of her eyes intent on ignoring him for as long as possible. However suddenly her mobile dies, swearing loudly she glares at it quickly realizing she has no reception in the lift, for a moment she toys with the idea of asking to borrow his but quickly shelves that as she has no desire to feel obligated towards him in anyway.
Risking a quick glance in his direction she watches him as he leans back against the side of the lift his arms folded as he stares at her a broad smile spreading across his face as he catches her looking at him.
"I don't know what you're grinning about!" Meredith snapped. "By the time I'm through with you your gallery won't have a single visitor or buyer!"
"You really are quite the little fire cracker, you don't even know my name and already you're threatening me, that's either very brave or incredibly stupid!" Gavin retorted.
"Well who the hell are you anyway?" Meredith asked before she could stop herself, her curiosity getting the better of her anger.
Smiling Gavin walked over to her, holding out his hand. "Gavin Cochran"
Raising an eyebrow and making no move to take his proffered hand Meredith coolly replied "Like that's supposed to mean something to me, as far as my world is concerned you're a nobody!"
However before Gavin could reply the lights in the lift suddenly went out plunging them into darkness, jerking suddenly to a stand still sending them both flying Meredith crashing into him as she tried to regain her balance. Acting instinctively he wrapped his arm round her waist in order to steady her, inadvertently pulling her firmly against him and he heard her breathing automatically hike, reveling in the feeling of her breasts as they pressed up against his side. Then all of a sudden the emergency lights flickered into being, sending a dull red glow throughout out the confined space, glancing round the room Gavin's attention quickly returned to the woman practically in his arms and for a moment their gazes locked and Gavin caught a glimmer of something in her eyes, a look that sent his thoughts in one particular direction.
Pulling away slightly Meredith was unable to break their gaze; it was like his eyes were boring into hers seeing through all the barriers and bullshit and that shook her to her very core and the only think she could think of to say was. "You have nice eyes, but somehow I don't trust what's behind them."
Smiling slightly Gavin retorted. "Likewise, I've always believed there is nothing more dangerous than a beautiful woman who knows it!"
"Why thank you...You know perhaps we've gotten off on the wrong foot...I don't suppose the offer of negotiating is still open?" Meredith asked coolly.
"Over dinner?" Gavin retorted folding his arms and leaning back against the wall as he gazed at her hungrily.
"That would be a nice gesture, nothing wrong with mixing a little business...." Meredith began
"With pleasure?" Gavin countered, smiling broadly.
Meredith returned his smile. "Why not perhaps we can come to some sort of arrangement, I mean you're new to the art world you're going to need some help and in return...."
"Let me guess you'd like a certain something to hang on your walls? Why should I trust you, I don't even know your name?" Gavin countered moving towards her.
Chuckling slightly Meredith held out her hand saying. "I'm Meredith Gates."
Closing the remaining distance between them Gavin gently took her hand turning it over and bringing it up to his lips before placing a tender kiss on the tops of her knuckles his eyes locking dangerously with hers as he studied her reaction, noting with glee her rapt expression and suddenly rapid breathing, his eyes falling to her chest which appeared to be straining against her tight fitting suit jacket.
"Well now we're acquainted I don't suppose you have a mobile I could borrow, mine hasn't a signal perhaps you could check if yours does, I was supposed to be meeting some friends for a celebratory dinner but well I hardly think that's going to happen now, and besides we really need to let someone know we're trapped in here, otherwise we could be in here all night!" Meredith trailed off, automatically picturing what they could get up to keep themselves amused.
Nodding Gavin reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out his mobile and flicking it open, his eyes automatically registering the fact that he did indeed have a signal, but instead of handing it over he shook his head, a wry smile pulling at his lips as he slid the cell phone back into his pocket.
"You're lying aren't you!" Meredith countered glaring at him, an almost amused expression on her face.
"And what makes you think that, you don't even know me... but maybe, you could get to know me a little better, if you like, then you would know if I was lying or not in the future..." Gavin trailed off smiling suggestively at her
"That depends..." She countered, meeting his gaze and not backing down.
"On what?" Gavin retorted.
"Certain things for example, what do you do to keep you honest Mr Cochrane?"
"Oh this and that, you know..." Gavin hedged wondering about her use of the word honest, securitizing her face for any deeper meaning but finding no obvious signs of deception.
"No I don't know you should tell me." Meredith retorted flicking her hair out of her face as she slowly began to unbutton her jacket, revealing a practically sheer skimpy blouse underneath.
"That's for me to know and you to try and find out if you're smart enough that is?" He replied his eyes greedily moving over her newly revealed form.
For a moment neither of them spoke the gauntlet had been thrown down and Gavin waited with baited breath to see if she had the balls to pick it up
"Oh I'm smart enough, I'm just wondering if it's worth the effort!"
"Well then that's another thing for you to work out, but I DO have money, and now a gallery as you know!"
"Ahhh, well so do I! I guess that makes us even."
"Yes I would say so, very well matched indeed! We both like money, probably good food, fine wine, nice cars and.... Who knows what else we have in common?"
Meredith smiled in reply, not sweetly but smugly, her eyes now openly raking over him eyeing him totally as she shifted around on her boots before shrugging of her jacket "Is it just me Mr Cochrane or is it getting hot in here?"
For a moment Gavin didn't answer his thoughts were more agreeably entertained tracing the outline of her body through her practically see through top. "Please call me Gavin, and yes I must admit it is getting somewhat steamy." He added as he well he stripped off his jacket before moving to loosen his tie. "Why it's practically a sauna, I suppose that will go someway to making up for missing out on my work out session this evening."
"Oh so you like to go and flex your muscles then?" Meredith asked almost coyly
"Oh yes, frequently! But I prefer to play squash, getting to thrash around with a partner is far more fun, do you like to play Ms Gates?" Gavin asked innocently, but Meredith simply raised an eyebrow in response. "Squash I mean?" He added teasingly.
Smiling broadly Meredith shock her head. "No."
"So what do you play?" Gavin countered, moving to lean up against the wall beside her
"Nothing that involves running around chasing after balls, I've always preferred the games where they fall in my lap things I can control completely!"
"So do you always have to be in control? Sometimes you must need to relax, have fun and let off steam!"
"Let off steam? No I'd rather create it!" Meredith replied huskily, parting her lips slightly and running her tongue across her top lip.
"Really? You know some how I can see that about you, something about the way you're talking, the way you keep touching your neck and the way you're looking at me. I haven't had a chance to truly have fun in a while for one reason or another so maybe the two of us could help each other out, make a deal or two, chill out together or steam up as you like..." He trailed off as Meredith began to close the distance between them, running her hands up his chest before pushing him back against the wall and torturously slowly began unbuttoning his shirt.
An hour or so later the lift doors finally opened and Meredith sauntered out her hips swaying tellingly, Gavin followed a second later watching her with an amused and sated expression on his face. As the reached the double doors Gavin jumped in front of her, laying a hand on her sleeve he made her stop in her tracks. "It's been nice getting to know you Ms Gates? May I offer you a lift home I can call my car..."
Turning to face him Meredith smiled smugly. Leaning forward she grasped his tie, pulling him towards her for a passionate kiss, before suddenly drawing away, pushing open the glass doors and striding out into the street just as her driver pulled up in her jag. Calling back over her shoulder Meredith added coolly "No need I already called mine" before getting into her car, as the driver opened the door, without even a backwards glance leaving Gavin standing on the curb staring at her in amazement. Then suddenly the blacked out window scrolled down and Meredith Gates looked out at him. "Well do you want a lift or not?"
Laughing Gavin walked over to the car, opening the door and gazing down at the fascinating woman inside, before sliding in beside her his arm wrapping round her shoulder despite her initial protests and pulling her close. "So where are we going?" He asked.
"Well I could have sworn you were buying me dinner, if not you can get out now, but one thing is for certain you definitely owe me some new underwear!" Meredith retorted teasingly as the car pulled away from the curb and sped into the night.
Cut to swish London Office Block, on the Top floor sits the Christopher Brady Gallery a company that up until now has only been held in the highest esteem by the rest of the art world, especially for the prize piece in it's collection their highly publicized Mondrian , the jewel in Brady's crown. However unbeknownst to all but a select few that façade of wealth and prosperity is soon about to crumble, in his office sits the owner, barely a shadow of his former self and already the vultures are starting to circle. One Vulture in particular had already made their first attack, and now she had the taste for blood he was certain nothing would stop Meredith Gates from going for the jugular.
"Chris you've done all you can, you're up to your neck in debt and if you don't move fast you'll be left with nothing, once your creditors move in it's curtains my friend. However if you sell the Mondrian to me privately, I mean we both know it's part of your personal collection, sell it now for cash then tonight you could be on your merry way to South America with a nice wad of ready cash in your back pocket." Meredith pitched confidently, trying to keep her tone soft and sympathetic.
"At a sizeable discount I have no doubt!" Chris spat sarcastically. "I know you Meredith you didn't come here to do me a favor you came here to practically steal my prize painting out from under my nose for a fraction of what it's actually worth!
Smiling contentedly like a cat who knew she had the cream Meredith stalked over to the wall where the Mondrian hung all its glory. "Well what do you expect, you're stuck between a rock and a hard place and you expect me not to take advantage, come off it Chris a few years ago you would have done the same! So do we have a deal, or do I take my cash and leave you to your fate, leaving the door open for those ignorant creditors of yours who will no doubt be knocking on your door in the morning?"
"Alright we have a ...." But Chris never got the chance to finish his sentence as suddenly the Gallery doors were slammed open, Meredith whirling round in annoyance to glare at whom so ever had dared interrupt her delicate negotiations.
Holding the door open was a tall, tanned somewhat muscular man but it wasn't him who drew her attention, she had learnt early on this business to tell the monkeys from the Organ Grinders, instead her eyes settled and narrowed on a shorter fairer gentleman who strode in a few seconds later. Gavin entered the room like he entered everywhere with an air of confidence and mastery, scanning it quickly for danger his eyes flickered over Brady before settling on the far more pleasant visage of the stunning brunette. Automatically his eyes raked up and down her body, picturing her without all those layers, although he noted with a mental chuckle she wasn't wearing that many to start with, but what she had on she wore with a sense confidence especially that pair of come fuck me boots.
"Who the hell are you?" Meredith demanded as she locked eyes with the handsome stranger a strange sensation of excitement fluttering up and down her spin as she watched him blatantly size her up. "This is a private meeting, if you have business with Mr Brady you can bloody well wait till I've finished!"
"Meredith..." Chris hissed warningly, what remained of his color rapidly disappearing from his cheeks as he watched her lay into and possibly insult one of the most dangerous men in London.
"What?" She snapped back, glaring over her shoulder at the spineless Chris.
"It's alright." Gavin cut in a twist of amusement in his words. "Please continue don't mind me!"
Smiling curtly in satisfaction Meredith turned to the stunned Chris demanding. "I believe you were about to tell me we had a deal the Mondrian for £500 K, cash!"
Shaking in his shoes Chris simply nodded, standing up he seized the pen Meredith offered and quickly scrawled his signature across the contract of sale before collapsing back into his seat.
"Excellent I'll just ring my security people have them bring the money up....and then..." She trailed off walking over to gaze lovingly at her new acquisition. "We'll be able to take you home!" She whispered as she tentatively reached out to caress the edge of the canvas.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that!" Gavin piped up from across the room where he leant casually against the wall, in complete command of the situation, as a furious Meredith whirled round to face him.
"What?" She snapped closing the distance between them and holding up the signed contract for him to see. "See I have it in black and white..."
"That contract is with Christopher Brady..." Gavin baited, watching with delight as her cheeks flushed with anger. "And as you can see here from seven thirty this evening, which was I would say five minutes before Chris signed that contract all his assets became mine, you see I brought out all his other creditors which makes this gallery including that painting you're so fond of mine!"
"NO!" Meredith gasped, glaring at Gavin with such loathing and hatred he was impressed, before closing the remaining distance between them and snatching his seizure notice out of his hands. "This can't be happening; it has to be a fake! I mean who authorizes seizure notices for seven thirty in the evening and on a Sunday?"
"Oh well I find it's helpful to have friends in high places..." Gavin retorted prizing the paper from her now unresisting hands. "Of course if you still want the painting I'm certainly open to negotiation, over dinner perhaps? Although I must warn you I'm going to want sizably more than £500K for it!"
Shaking with fury at once more being beaten to the punch Meredith stormed over to the desk where her attaché case lay, seizing it roughly she turned and strode towards the door.
"Perhaps an intimate Lunch tomorrow, I know a fabulous little French place and we can talk it over, pick you up around Twelve?" Gavin asked unable to resist one last attempt, hoping that her desire for the Mondrian was greater than her loathing of him, well enough to get her to agree to lunch, the rest he was sure he could take care of himself and it had been quite sometime since had felt this intrigued by any woman he'd just met.
Pausing at the threshold Meredith glanced over her shoulder, her eyes openly raking him up and down as she appeared to consider his proposal, part of her was tempted but there was no way she was going to give this guy the satisfaction of knowing that . "Sorry but I have better ways to spend my very valuable free time!" She retorted before slamming the door and striding out to the elevator.
Shaking his head in amusement Gavin turned to glance over at Chris any enthusiasm for torturing the gallery owner fading fast, now that his interest was more agreeable engaged elsewhere. "Mr Brady I know it is customary to live up to my reputation but how about we make a little deal, I won't have your legs broken for causing me all the bother of court orders and seizure notices if you give me her name and address. Danny here will make sure you sign all the right documents better keep this nice and legal wouldn't want to get into trouble with the law now would we, then I suggest you take a nice long holiday, I hear the black hole of Calcutta is very nice this time of year" He added as he strode towards the door intent on catching up with that intriguing brunette.
Striding into the lobby Gavin caught the swish of the elevator doors as they began to close, smiling smugly he quickened his pace, managing to wedge a foot in between the closing doors causing them to quickly open. Inside Meredith whirled round her mobile out and against her ear as she tried desperately to phone her driver a look of surprise and annoyance fluttering over her face, as she flicks her hair out of her eyes intent on ignoring him for as long as possible. However suddenly her mobile dies, swearing loudly she glares at it quickly realizing she has no reception in the lift, for a moment she toys with the idea of asking to borrow his but quickly shelves that as she has no desire to feel obligated towards him in anyway.
Risking a quick glance in his direction she watches him as he leans back against the side of the lift his arms folded as he stares at her a broad smile spreading across his face as he catches her looking at him.
"I don't know what you're grinning about!" Meredith snapped. "By the time I'm through with you your gallery won't have a single visitor or buyer!"
"You really are quite the little fire cracker, you don't even know my name and already you're threatening me, that's either very brave or incredibly stupid!" Gavin retorted.
"Well who the hell are you anyway?" Meredith asked before she could stop herself, her curiosity getting the better of her anger.
Smiling Gavin walked over to her, holding out his hand. "Gavin Cochran"
Raising an eyebrow and making no move to take his proffered hand Meredith coolly replied "Like that's supposed to mean something to me, as far as my world is concerned you're a nobody!"
However before Gavin could reply the lights in the lift suddenly went out plunging them into darkness, jerking suddenly to a stand still sending them both flying Meredith crashing into him as she tried to regain her balance. Acting instinctively he wrapped his arm round her waist in order to steady her, inadvertently pulling her firmly against him and he heard her breathing automatically hike, reveling in the feeling of her breasts as they pressed up against his side. Then all of a sudden the emergency lights flickered into being, sending a dull red glow throughout out the confined space, glancing round the room Gavin's attention quickly returned to the woman practically in his arms and for a moment their gazes locked and Gavin caught a glimmer of something in her eyes, a look that sent his thoughts in one particular direction.
Pulling away slightly Meredith was unable to break their gaze; it was like his eyes were boring into hers seeing through all the barriers and bullshit and that shook her to her very core and the only think she could think of to say was. "You have nice eyes, but somehow I don't trust what's behind them."
Smiling slightly Gavin retorted. "Likewise, I've always believed there is nothing more dangerous than a beautiful woman who knows it!"
"Why thank you...You know perhaps we've gotten off on the wrong foot...I don't suppose the offer of negotiating is still open?" Meredith asked coolly.
"Over dinner?" Gavin retorted folding his arms and leaning back against the wall as he gazed at her hungrily.
"That would be a nice gesture, nothing wrong with mixing a little business...." Meredith began
"With pleasure?" Gavin countered, smiling broadly.
Meredith returned his smile. "Why not perhaps we can come to some sort of arrangement, I mean you're new to the art world you're going to need some help and in return...."
"Let me guess you'd like a certain something to hang on your walls? Why should I trust you, I don't even know your name?" Gavin countered moving towards her.
Chuckling slightly Meredith held out her hand saying. "I'm Meredith Gates."
Closing the remaining distance between them Gavin gently took her hand turning it over and bringing it up to his lips before placing a tender kiss on the tops of her knuckles his eyes locking dangerously with hers as he studied her reaction, noting with glee her rapt expression and suddenly rapid breathing, his eyes falling to her chest which appeared to be straining against her tight fitting suit jacket.
"Well now we're acquainted I don't suppose you have a mobile I could borrow, mine hasn't a signal perhaps you could check if yours does, I was supposed to be meeting some friends for a celebratory dinner but well I hardly think that's going to happen now, and besides we really need to let someone know we're trapped in here, otherwise we could be in here all night!" Meredith trailed off, automatically picturing what they could get up to keep themselves amused.
Nodding Gavin reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out his mobile and flicking it open, his eyes automatically registering the fact that he did indeed have a signal, but instead of handing it over he shook his head, a wry smile pulling at his lips as he slid the cell phone back into his pocket.
"You're lying aren't you!" Meredith countered glaring at him, an almost amused expression on her face.
"And what makes you think that, you don't even know me... but maybe, you could get to know me a little better, if you like, then you would know if I was lying or not in the future..." Gavin trailed off smiling suggestively at her
"That depends..." She countered, meeting his gaze and not backing down.
"On what?" Gavin retorted.
"Certain things for example, what do you do to keep you honest Mr Cochrane?"
"Oh this and that, you know..." Gavin hedged wondering about her use of the word honest, securitizing her face for any deeper meaning but finding no obvious signs of deception.
"No I don't know you should tell me." Meredith retorted flicking her hair out of her face as she slowly began to unbutton her jacket, revealing a practically sheer skimpy blouse underneath.
"That's for me to know and you to try and find out if you're smart enough that is?" He replied his eyes greedily moving over her newly revealed form.
For a moment neither of them spoke the gauntlet had been thrown down and Gavin waited with baited breath to see if she had the balls to pick it up
"Oh I'm smart enough, I'm just wondering if it's worth the effort!"
"Well then that's another thing for you to work out, but I DO have money, and now a gallery as you know!"
"Ahhh, well so do I! I guess that makes us even."
"Yes I would say so, very well matched indeed! We both like money, probably good food, fine wine, nice cars and.... Who knows what else we have in common?"
Meredith smiled in reply, not sweetly but smugly, her eyes now openly raking over him eyeing him totally as she shifted around on her boots before shrugging of her jacket "Is it just me Mr Cochrane or is it getting hot in here?"
For a moment Gavin didn't answer his thoughts were more agreeably entertained tracing the outline of her body through her practically see through top. "Please call me Gavin, and yes I must admit it is getting somewhat steamy." He added as he well he stripped off his jacket before moving to loosen his tie. "Why it's practically a sauna, I suppose that will go someway to making up for missing out on my work out session this evening."
"Oh so you like to go and flex your muscles then?" Meredith asked almost coyly
"Oh yes, frequently! But I prefer to play squash, getting to thrash around with a partner is far more fun, do you like to play Ms Gates?" Gavin asked innocently, but Meredith simply raised an eyebrow in response. "Squash I mean?" He added teasingly.
Smiling broadly Meredith shock her head. "No."
"So what do you play?" Gavin countered, moving to lean up against the wall beside her
"Nothing that involves running around chasing after balls, I've always preferred the games where they fall in my lap things I can control completely!"
"So do you always have to be in control? Sometimes you must need to relax, have fun and let off steam!"
"Let off steam? No I'd rather create it!" Meredith replied huskily, parting her lips slightly and running her tongue across her top lip.
"Really? You know some how I can see that about you, something about the way you're talking, the way you keep touching your neck and the way you're looking at me. I haven't had a chance to truly have fun in a while for one reason or another so maybe the two of us could help each other out, make a deal or two, chill out together or steam up as you like..." He trailed off as Meredith began to close the distance between them, running her hands up his chest before pushing him back against the wall and torturously slowly began unbuttoning his shirt.
An hour or so later the lift doors finally opened and Meredith sauntered out her hips swaying tellingly, Gavin followed a second later watching her with an amused and sated expression on his face. As the reached the double doors Gavin jumped in front of her, laying a hand on her sleeve he made her stop in her tracks. "It's been nice getting to know you Ms Gates? May I offer you a lift home I can call my car..."
Turning to face him Meredith smiled smugly. Leaning forward she grasped his tie, pulling him towards her for a passionate kiss, before suddenly drawing away, pushing open the glass doors and striding out into the street just as her driver pulled up in her jag. Calling back over her shoulder Meredith added coolly "No need I already called mine" before getting into her car, as the driver opened the door, without even a backwards glance leaving Gavin standing on the curb staring at her in amazement. Then suddenly the blacked out window scrolled down and Meredith Gates looked out at him. "Well do you want a lift or not?"
Laughing Gavin walked over to the car, opening the door and gazing down at the fascinating woman inside, before sliding in beside her his arm wrapping round her shoulder despite her initial protests and pulling her close. "So where are we going?" He asked.
"Well I could have sworn you were buying me dinner, if not you can get out now, but one thing is for certain you definitely owe me some new underwear!" Meredith retorted teasingly as the car pulled away from the curb and sped into the night.