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Shaken, not stirred

He took a sip of his martini and let his eyes drink in the sight of the exquisite woman that approached him. As she gently sashayed across the room, artfully circumnavigating a path through the cigar smoke and other patrons, he noticed several other men give her more than a passing glance. She was younger and sexier than he had imagined her to be, her light brown hair hung in soft waves about her face, enhancing her delicate bone structure and features which consisted of bright blue eyes and sensuous pouting lips. Her slender, yet curvaceous body was hugged by her form fitting red dress that ended just above the knee, showing just enough of her perfectly formed legs. He could tell just from looking at her that she had no idea how truly divine she was. As she reached his table he stood up and held out his hand.

"Mr. Dixon?" she asked with a bright smile.

"Yes, and you must be Dr Foster." He shook her hand vigorously and gestured for her to take a seat at his table.

"So, Mr. Dixon, how can I help you?"

"Firstly, please call me Andrew" he flashed his most charming smile.

"Ok, Andrew, what can I do for you?" she asked as she began to set up her recording equipment on the table.

"Well, it about my fiancée…..err….what's that for?" he pointed to the microphone that Gillian was about to turn on.

"Oh this? I like to record all of my conversations, I find it helps me keep track of what the client is asking us to do and I can cross reference it with the interviews I do with other people involved in the case, that way I can make sure I have looked at the problem from every angle." Andrew nodded his approval and Gillian switched the microphone on.

"So about your Fiancée" she prompted.

"Well Gillian, may I call you Gillian? I come from money; I'm a very wealthy man!" He said in a cocky tone, puffing his chest out "And I am about to marry this woman, but she cheated on me. I know she has, I have proof of her indiscretions, but what I want you to find out is if she is in love with the other man and just stringing me along for the money. I need to know before we get married at the end of next month." His face contorted with disgust as he spoke.

"Do you not have a prenuptial agreement?" Gillian quizzed.

"Yes but it only comes in to effect if we divorce, she could live off me for years and have an amazing lifestyle whilst she is married to me, but, she could be in love with and sleeping with another man." He clicked his fingers as the waiter to catch his attention.

"So why marry her if you think she would sleep with someone else?" Gillian was genuinely confused. The waiter approached and Andrew turned his attention to him.

"Bring a bottle of my usual champagne and two glasses"

"Oh. None for me thank you, I don't drink while I'm working" Gillian shook her head.

"Nonsense Gillian, I insist! Back to your question. I am unaccustomed to not getting what I want and I want her, I don't care if she sleeps with him, I'm happy to have an open relationship, what bothers me is if she is in love with him. So can you help?" He lent back in his chair and eyed Gillian intently.

"Do you mind if I talk this over with my partner, we normally like to consult with each other before taking on new cases." She lied. She knew she didn't need Cal's permission to take on new cases, but there was something about Andrew Dixon's demeanor, the way he spoke about his relationship, not to mention the way he looked at her that made her uneasy.

"Ahhh that would be Dr Lightman" he grinned falsely as he said Cal's name.

"Yes that's right, do you know him?"

"His reputation precedes him…..as does yours Gillian but I have to say…..you are far more beautiful than I had imagined you to be." Gillian raised her eyebrows and he carried on speaking to her in a low suggestive tone. "You really are a divine creature, brilliant and very yummy….I see no ring on your finger….so I'm guessing you are a free agent" he lent forward and rested his hand on her thigh "And as I said, I have an open relationship" Gillian was physically shaken and jumped up from her seat.

"I ..I….I don't think it's appropriate for me to become involved with clients, it blurs the lines between the professional and personal relationship. But I'm flattered." She quickly began to pack away the recording equipment on the table.

"Oh are we done? Don't go now Gillian, our drink is on its way, Surely you could stay for a quickie" He laughed gauchely

She kept her focus on the equipment that she was packing away as she answered him. "Thank you for the offer, but I really must go, I have other clients to see" She finished collecting the equipment and held out her hand to shake his. "I will consult with Dr Lightman and we will be in touch to let you know what we think" Andrew took her hand, rather than shaking it he planted a slow, deliberate kiss on the back of it. "It was a pleasure meeting you Gillian" he winked at her. Gillian half smiled, nodded curtly then turned on her heel, hurrying away from her strangely inappropriate client as quickly as she could, but she could feel his eyes burning into her as she walked away.

The cold, fresh wind hit her as she exited the lounge, tugging at her extremities like icy fingers, she didn't mind. She was relived to be away from the smoke filled lounge and the penetrating stare of Andrew Dixon. Her day had been a strange and eventful one and it was only half over, things can only get better she reassured herself. Suddenly she found a smile tugging at her lips and a sense if excitement stir inside her. She knew that she would need to tell Cal about her clients odd behavior, which would mean a meeting with Cal, alone, in his office. She found her pace quickening and a bounce in her step as she headed back to the Lightman Group building and all thoughts of her unfortunate encounters were blown away by the freezing cold wind.