CHAPTER 2 - Surprise

Gillian turned towards the doors to the Lightman group. She knew after yesterday's escapade with Cal that is may cause some unwanted tension between the two and the rest of the group, for that matter. She collected her thoughts, trying to act coolly. She ran her hands over the top of her thighs that were beautifully hugged by her favourite red dress. She liked red. And ever since her divorce from Alec she felt that should could be more truthful with herself and admit she liked the way her body looked in red. He's sure not to notice it. She thought. Gillian released her breath, exhaling loudly as she confidently burst through the entrance of the company and strode towards her office. She dumped her handbag next to her desk and pulled out her phone, checking for any calls or messages she had missed.

1 new message.

….Her eyes widened and her eyebrows raised, obvious surprise plastered over her features. She knew who it would be from; well at least she hoped it was.

Cal was in his usual spot. Feet up on the desk and arms resting on his chest, feeling the gentle beats of his heart. He was waiting. His phone on his desk. It had been 15 minutes since he had sent the message and wondered whether Foster, NO! Gillian, Gil was really THAT slow at texting. He tapped his fingers in a rhythmic pattern on his chest and he exhaled loudly. He never was any good at waiting…

Come to my office. A surprise is awaiting you. Cal

Gillian was unsure. Was he going to interrogate her, ask her questions she clearly wasn't ready to answer, but should probably be ready for? After questioning herself and her motives she decided to go, what's the worst that could happen?, she thought. She checked her makeup in the reflection of her mobile phone and then headed down the hallway, past Heidi, to Cal's office.

Cal had gone into a sleep like state, but with his eyes still open. It took him a few moments before his brain had registered and he realised that Gillian was standing in front of him…with a VERY…nice red dress on. He didn't comment on it. He felt his stomach go warm like he had just gulped hot pumpkin soup. The sudden warmth travelled up his body and rested in his face. Gillian slowly walked over to his desk and sat in one of his chairs that directly faced him.

"Mornin' sunshine!" Cal said, with a little too much enthusiasm.

"Sleep Well?" he asked, sarcasm filling his words. He knew very well why she hadn't slept well. Maybe it was the tiny fact that he had been with her. After their steamy kiss had their passion drifted into the bedroom?

"Not very well actually, thanks to someone, not mentioning any names." Gillian said, a smile melting into her words and sarcasm now filling her tone.

"What is it you want Cal?" Gillian said playfully.

A smirk crossed his face, from ear to ear. His devilish grin bearing all his teeth.

"…Well…" he said, a tad of sexual suggestiveness slipping in.

"Cal!" she shot him a glance. Playfully, of course.

"Well, I texted you to come to my office cos I have a surprise for ya!" he seemed very excited, like a kid in a lolly shop, or a dog at a park.

"What kind of surprise?" this time sexual suggestions lingered on her words.

"It's in my little side office, slide open the door and you'll find it." He smiled his adorable goofy grin.

She hesitantly looked at the door, and secretly wished it was chocolate hiding behind it. Even though it was only early in the morning. She glided over to the door and put a hand on the wood, looking over her shoulder she saw Cal, nervously awaiting for her response. She slid open the door to see a couch. Nothing else. Okay, well, lots of books on facial expressions and some rugs Cal had picked up in his travels, but nothing else.

Cal crept up behind her as she was so engrossed in scanning the room for something that looked the slightest bit out of place she hadn't noticed. She found herself disappointed and stood next to the couch, still unaware that Cal was approaching. Before she could turn around to speak, she felt him wrap his arms around her waist. His head pressing against her shoulder blade. They stood, motionless for a while. Comforted by his warmth and closeness, Gillian did not speak. Instead she attempted to turn around. Realising that Gillian wanted to face him, Cal assisted her in her efforts, to be face to face. Before spinning her around he whispered something so soft and gentle into her ear. It sounded like 'surprise,' she was sure. He spun her around and looked into her shining blue eyes. Her eyes that were filled with happiness and desire. A smile overcame his face and Gillian mirrored his schoolboy expression. They stood, embracing. Time slowed and they were lost, again. Just like yesterday on the pavement.

Gillian could see his eyes growing hungry. He had let down all his masks, all his walls. She could she him in his rawness. He was amazing. Blue met hazel and they stared further into the depths of each other's eyes. He cupped her cheek and leant towards her ear, "You're bloody beautiful, Gil." She felt hotness travel from between her legs to rest on her cheeks, blushing. "Gillian Foster, I do believe you are blushing my dear." Cal said rather matter of factly. She leant into his ear, nipping at his earlobe slightly. "Maybe that's because we are alone, in your office, with a couch, and you have me in your arms, and you just told me I'm beautiful. Who wouldn't blush." Her words were slow and her breaths drawn out but shallow. Her eyes seemed a darker blue now, her pupils dilated. Before either could say anything more their lips had found each other and in a hot and frantic moment they searched each other mouths. Hands exploring, tongues exploring, eyes exploring. Both were completely and utterly lost in each other.

…They both stopped. Untangling themselves and straightening up their clothes and hair. Cal was first to speak, suggesting that they 'shut and LOCK his office doors. It could be awkward if Loker or Ria, or worst of all Zoe were to burst in and rain on their parade.

Gillian sat down on the couch as she watched Cal stoll over to the office door and lock it. He turned on his heel and smiled at Gillian, who dispite trying to straighten herself up before, still looked rather sexy with her messy hair. She bent over and took off her heels revealing her cleavage to ravenous Cal. He glided over to Gillian and sat down on the couch next to Gillian. His hands found the back of her head and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Her hands travelled over his chest and down to his belt buckle. Her soft fingers lifted his top over his head

The events that were sure to follow would be very …interesting…indeed!