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Please note that these stories may/may not all take place consecutively. There will be alternating chapters, so we started with Penelope and next will be Luke. If you have any thoughts that you would like for me to write a chapter around please let me know. Please indicate if the thought should be Penelope's or Luke's when submitting it. I'll try to get to them all. Lastly, please enjoy!
Luke – The Chase
If there is one thing that Luke Alvez is used to it's the chase, but this is definitely one area in his life he was not used to running after something...or better yet someone. She was everything that he could have ever dreamed of rolling into one very good looking package if he could say so himself. Which he did, often, to almost anyone in his family that would listen. He would talk about her smile and the way it would light up the room, any room, this room if she were to walk in here right now. He talked about her hair, and would often describe the strands as golden rays of sunshine on a cloudy morning. He talked about her wardrobe, the bold prints and colors, and the low cut tops, the heels and the short skirts that drove him absolutely wild. He talked about the tinkling way her voice floated through his ears, taking a hold of his brain and turning him into exactly what he never wanted to be known as: a mouth breather.
If there is another thing that Luke Alvez is used to it's attention from women, and he doesn't mention this lightly. He knows that he is a good looking man, and to be honest, he's used that to his advantage enough times in his life to be comfortable enough to admit it aloud. But this type of attention, from this woman, it drove him crazy. He would constantly complain on the phone to his sister, who would chuckle and tell him that he was being stupid, and for him to just ask her out already. Because she's a woman, and she knows how women think, that's why. But he tells her that she doesn't understand this woman, because this woman is complex, she's an enigma, wrapped in one of Reid's crossword puzzles, located at the bottom of the ocean in a locked box, one that can only be opened by solving a riddle.
If there is one thing that Luke Alvez knows it's that he's completely head over heels for the beautiful blonde who is currently telling him off in her office. And he hasn't heard a single thing that she said because his eyes are currently focused on the curve of her upper lip which is painted in a very attractive shade of red. He's watching the way her tongue moves while she is yelling at him, her finger poking him in the chest repeatedly, and if he thinks hard enough he believes she is telling him off because he replaced Derek on her speed dial. That's not his fault, he surmises, as he watches her throw her hands up into the air and shake her head at him.
"Are you even listening to me?" she says, placing her hands on her hips once again, and he notices the many rings that adorn her slender fingers. He's now staring at her hips and the way they curve into an hourglass shape, before they dip down to thick thighs which are partially exposed and he swallows, hard. He's staring at her legs now, the way the skin glistens in the glow of the computer monitors and he wonders exactly what it would feel like to run his fingers gently up her calf as her legs are wrapping themselves around his waist. His eyes slowly ascend her body, shamelessly taking in her body before he tunes back into the conversation, and he nods at her.
"Chica, I'm sorry I replaced Derek on your speed dial." he says, turning away from her so as to calm his racing body before he continues the conversation. He's willing himself to control his breathing but he finds his eyes darting over to look at the backside of her calf as she stomps over to her computer monitor, showing him that she placed him on speed dial one. He groans as she leans over dragging the phone closer to the edge of the desk. "Please stop moving." he says aloud causing her to stop in her tracks, she sits down in her chair, turning to look at him crossing her legs in front of him. She's smoothing out the skirt of her dress and it doesn't go unnoticed that she has in fact hiked it up on her thighs a bit, showing off a bit more of her legs.
"Does this bother you, Alvez?" she asks you innocently enough, her tongue coming out to dart across her lips, and you turn back around facing the door and reaching over to roll the sleeves of your shirt up on your arms. You can hear the tinkling laughter floating across the air towards you and you stiffen.
"This." he begins, choking out the word before he turns around to find her standing closely behind him. If there was one thing Luke Alvez was sick of doing it was chasing this woman around the damn country and he decided in that moment that it was time to do something about the nagging feelings he'd been experiencing all year. "The only thing that bothers me is that it's unprofessional of me to touch you in this building." he grinds out between gritted teeth trying to put more distance between the two of them. She's grinning at him now those red lips spread wide across her face and he's sure that his heart will beat out of his chest at any moment given the severity in which it was beating.
"And what if I told you that this was all a ploy in order to get you alone in my office, where there are no cameras, due to the sensitive nature of the cases I have to investigate." she says to you, walking over to her office door and clicking the lock into place. "And what if I proceeded to tell you that there are only two people who know the code to get into this office at any given time, and one of them is on vacation at this current moment." She continues, walking over to her monitors and flicking them off and turning the camera around to face the wall.
"I'd say that I'm sick of chasing after you, woman." he says, reaching out to pull her closer to him. He laughs as he picks her up, his fingers trailing down her calf as she wraps her legs around his waist. Before he could think twice about it he's pinned her to the door of her office and has attacked her neck with his lips, biting her softly in the crook, and moaning as she lets out a shriek that sends a shock through his entire body. He's already planning out how he was going to go about making this more than a one time thing but everything in his body was telling him that this woman was going to make him chase her. He found that he couldn't give a damn how long it would take him, but he would make her his wife.
If this was one thing that Luke Alvez enjoyed in his life, slightly less than having sex with a beautiful lady up against her office wall, was the chase.