Bit of Effie POV Drabble. Haymitch and those sexy eyes…
"Hello?"
Typical, my cell always rings at the most inconvenient times!
"Cinna? Can't it wait? I've just got out of the shower. I'm- yes, yes what!? WHAT!? NO THEY DIDNT? I'll kill- hang on!"
I quickly wrapped my silk gown around myself and headed into the lounge to retrieve my work file. Those sneaky little stylists at 2 had gotten wind of the brand new fabrics designer that we had penned for this year and had offered them more money to ditch us! It wouldn't be the first time they'd tried to pull this off but I'd sorted the contracts this year and I'd be damned if I was going to let them try and fool me again! That snake Petunia! She was always snooping around my things at our escort meetings! She must have seen the new fabric samples in my bag.
My hair was still dripping wet and falling down my back as I held the phone to my ear and pushed open the living room door.
Damn.
Haymitch was here.
He stood alone by the fire place reading some sort of political newspaper. I hesitated. Barely decent and barefaced, he'd never seen me so exposed before.
There was no time.
Who cares! He can tease me all he wants about how fine and long my awful hair is or how freckly I am without my make up on. Hell, he teases me 24/7 anyways, what's a little more fuel for his fire?
"Ok! Ok! Cinna! Calm down. I have it here, just give me a moment!"
I pulled the file from my bag and placed it down on the table.
"Just let me find- oh wait! Here it is! The contact, yes! It's already signed! Just let me quickly read over it, if they've made no breakers then they haven't got a leg to stand on"
I continued to flick through the contract as droplets of water ran down my jawline and hit the table as I hovered over it.
Bending over this table, I was fully aware of how naked I was under this gown and also fully aware that the news paper in Haynitchs hand no longer had his full attention. His eyes. I could always feel when they were on me. Like he had the power to project pure fire at me from across the room using just his eyes. Fire that burned through this, now soggy, gown and exposed me fully. I hoped I was still red enough from the shower for him not to notice my blush.
"Ah ha! Here! 'Upon signing in agreement with this contract with chosen district yada yada ya…all designers must uphold the contract agreements as requested by yada yada ya….' "That would be us, district 12….erm….oh yes. 'contract may only be terminated if said party' "that would be them. 'did not meet the standards and expectations as discussed from yada yada ya…termination can not be decreed by said party for offers and or challenges from other districts once the contract has been signed!' "There! It's all here in black an white! Whoever agreed to take 2 up on their offer obviously has no idea that our agreement has already been made! They'll fry for this!"
I felt my gown loosen slightly as I slammed my hand into the table in triumph
"Yes, I'll fax you a copy right away, there's a- "
I felt a hot and heavy hand brush the back of my thigh before tugging on the hem of my gown. I shot around and met his eyes.
"-HAYMITCH ABERNATHY WHAT ON EARTH!"
He stood before me, with an almost humoured look on his face. My left hand clung to my gown and my right held the phone to my ear
"Oh…nothing Cinna, just Haymitch being…well…Haymitch!" I held his gaze
"Yes, I'll call you later. Thank you and don't worry. Ok, talk soon dear. Bye" I hung up, Haymitch still stood inches from me, rubbing the stubble at his jaw and looking at me.
"Can I help you!?"
"Mmm no…Just helping you princess, if you'd have leant any farther over that table…well let's just say… there'd be a lot less left to the imagination" he winked before his eyes fell to my cleavage. I nervously brought a hand up to my throat
"Oh, right. Thank you" I couldn't hide the blush now. I looked down and noticed my nipples had hardened from the chill and were clearly visible through the thin silk. I crossed my arms across my chest in sheer embarrassment.
"What was all that about?" He asked me suddenly, general concern adorned his face. I relaxed a little.
"That bitch from two tried to stiff us again on our new fabrics designer" I saw his eyes widen at my vulgar curse word and the smile returned to his face
"Why miss Effie Trinket! Did you just cuss?"
I smiled a little too
"So? The woman is despicable! Its the last thing I needed today"
"Rough day?" His fingers were suddenly combing through the wet strands of my hair.
Was this happening? I blinked, my lids fluttering at the shock.
His touch was electric and I almost lost myself at the feel of it when I realised, I was still naked under this gown and it was Haymitch Abernathy that was touching me.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" I quizzed,batting his hand away
"Like what?" He grinned assuringly. He folded his arms too but didn't move away. I was practically wedged between him and the edge of this table. It was easy enough for me to get away but I couldn't figure out what it was that was making me stay put.
"Like your wondering what's underneath this gown and contemplating wether or not your brave enough to find out!" I raised an eye brow at him and he laughed like he'd been caught red handed
"Oh sweetheart…" He laughed some more then his eyes began to wander back up to mine "do you think I'm brave enough?"
"I think you're drunk!"
"I'm always drunk"
"My point exactly! You've never looked at me like this when you've been drunk before! Why now? Because I'm half dressed?!"
"It does help…"
The nerve! I slapped him but he still didn't move, then again, I didn't either
"Your nothing but a pervert Mr Abernathy! Now if you'd excuse me-" I tried to push him away but he took my wrists in his hands and locked them behind my back. His chest pressed against mine and the belt if my gown loosened. I could feel his heart thrumming, his breathing became shallow and matched mine as we stared each other down.
"I've never looked at you this way before because I've never seen you this way before…"
"You see me every d-"
"No-" he interrupted "I see Effie Trinket, Escort. But, I've never seen you"
He was confusing me but there was something so mesmerising about his eyes and the way they tried to read mine, it made me unable to part with them
"What do you want Haymitch?" It was almost a whisper. I was intrigued by his change of attitude and he knew it but I was consciously aware that at the same time, our close proximity was dangerously intimate.
"I think…I want to kiss you right now. But I don't think I'm brave enough…"
His words knocked the wind from my sails and my knees buckled at the very picture of it. Luckily, I was stabilised by him and the table but I couldn't help my eyes from wandering down to his lips then back again.
"I think…" I began "it's best that you're not brave right now Mr Abernathy. I suggest we breeze by this little incident today and you let me go now, so that I can go and get ready for my Escort duties"
As he pondered over my proposal my eyes found his mouth again. I pictured his lips closing in on mine, his rough stubble scratching at my jaw as he leant me back farther over the table and devoured me before breakfast.
I suddenly wanted him to feel very brave.
I felt his grip loosen on my wrists and I was instantly displeased but then his hands were at my waist, stoking the tips of my hips slightly through the silk. They then took hold of the silk tie that held my dignity together beneath my robe and I melted. I couldn't help my heavy lids fall shut as a wave of pure aroused excitement fogged my vision
I felt him lean in and I licked my lips in preparation for his rough kiss.
But it never came.
He tugged and tightened the silk belt and pulled be upright before moving away
"Best be keeping yourself better covered in future then" he sighed "I can't promise I'll not be braver next time"
He grabbed his half drunk whiskey bottle from the table behind me and gave me one last once over before leaving me alone in the living room.
Cold and disappointed with myself, I never felt so naked. I ran quickly back to my room and leant against my door. My mind filled with the picture of his eyes.
His eyes on mine.
His eyes all over me.
Shit. I wanted him.
Now I had to spend the rest of my busy day wondering how I was going to build up his courage. Enough courage for him to…well….I'd let my mind wander to THAT later…
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