One day at a particularly boring meeting involving Memorial's new neurology wing:
"Ah!" Luke Snyder gasped, surprised. Immediately, all eyes in the room flew to him. That is, except for one Dr. Reid Oliver, seated beside Luke, whose eyes remained facing forward. He had an amused little grin on his face.
"Anything wrong, Mr. Snyder?" asked Bob Hughes, in his usual fatherly way. Luke laughed nervously, inconspicuously trying to bat away Reid's roaming hand, which had been roaming just a bit too near Luke's crotch.
"No…no, Bob," Luke said lightly, struggling to hold the doctor's hand still, "Everything's fine."
Bob looked unconvinced.
"You gasped," he pointed out. Luke nodded slowly. He was sure his face was bright red.
"Yes, I..uh…thought I saw a bee. It caught me off guard." Chris Hughes, seated next to his father, cocked an eyebrow.
"A bee?"
"Yes!" Luke huffed, breathless from his efforts to restrain Reid's hand, "I…I don't like bees. I'm allergic." Bob was concerned, and he looked anxiously around the board room.
"That's not good," he said, "Where is the bee now, Mr. Snyder? We don't want to risk you having a reaction, after all." Luke suppressed a groan, and resisted the urge to glare at the source of his discomfort. With the strength of both hands, he had finally managed to pin Reid's hand down.
"I only thought I saw a bee, Dr. Hughes. No need to worry. Just go on with the meeting. Sorry I interrupted." Luke raised his palms towards Bob in a gesture of surrender and apology, but the moment he did, Reid's hand soared back to his groin. Slowly, it crawled up to the waistband of Luke's black suit pants. As it began to dip its way inside, slipping under Luke's boxers, Luke grabbed it, pushed it firmly to his chair, and sat on it. It wiggled under Luke's ass. Luke shifted, squashing it. He cursed his Italian tendencies.
Luckily, the others in the room didn't seem to notice anything more. They had returned to their meeting. A woman in navy business apparel was gesturing to a graph with a long wooden pointer. As all eyes were directed towards her, Luke took the opportunity to glower at Reid, doing his best to yell at him non-verbally. Reid only shrugged at Luke's livid stare, and he smiled tauntingly.
Luke could stand it no more.
"Excuse me? Dr. Hughes?" he called, and the attention of the room turned his way. The woman with the pointer crossed her arms and frowned irritably.
"What is it this time, Luke?" Bob asked wearily.
"Sorry to interrupt, sir…again, but can I please speak to Dr. Oliver outside? It'll only be a minute." Bob narrowed his eyes, glancing back and forth between the two of them. Luke tried to act natural. He smiled innocently. After a moment, Bob dropped his gaze and nodded.
"Alright," he said, and Luke immediately stood up. When Reid remained seated, Luke grabbed him by the wrist and yanked him to his feet. To Luke's dismay, Reid was still grinning. Luke dragged Reid to the door, pushed it open, and stormed out of the board room. Bob called after them:
"Just be back soon! You two are the most important members of this board!" Bob never got any response though, because by that time Luke, with Reid being pulled along behind, was already halfway down the fluorescent white-and-chrome hallway and out of earshot.
This going to be a 3-parter, with parts 2 and 3 up soon. It's my first Lure fanfic, so tell me what you guys think! Thanks for reading and reviewing! :) 3