A Quiet Confidence: Chapter 8

Summary: She doesn't realize how her words and actions affect him. How her quiet confidence sends shivers down his spine. Or does she?

Disclaimer: The big bang theory is owned by Chuck Lorre Productions and Warner Brothers Studios.

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She had fallen asleep. His body, on the other hand, was fully awake. He sighed, never having experienced such a predicament before, he couldn't understand what he was feeling. He closed his eyes and employed Kohlinar in order to calm himself down, and for the first time ever, Sheldon Cooped went to sleep feeling sexually frustrated.

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Sheldon leaned back in his office chair. He tried putting his brain to good use, but it was fruitless. No amount of concentrating was going to make the equations and solutions pop into his head. Instead, his mind kept drifting to Amy. Her beautiful smile, her impressive intellect, her long locks sprawled across their bed... He shook his head. This is what he's been dealing with all day. He'd start off thinking about the highs and lows for their gyroscope and the next thing he knows he was visualizing the rise and fall of Amy's naked chest. Thinking about double prime number would bring his thoughts to the pinky flush of her aroused skin. He groaned and shifted around in his seat. The amount of discomfort he was feeling was unreal. He was irritable and unfocused, and he had no idea how to deal with it.

He had a similar issue this morning, he woke up to the sound of the shower running—an event that was not knew to him as Amy sometimes woke up before he did—but today, it stirred feeling within him that he didn't expect. The thought of her rubbing soap all over her body made him rock hard. Discomfort was an understatement. He got up and stood in the open doorway to the bathroom, wondering if she would mind terribly if he joined her in there. They've never showered together before and he was unsure of the protocol. Should he ask? Or should he just strip down and step in? Unfortunately, he wasn't going to find out the answer today as he heard the water shut off and the shower curtain pushed aside. Out emerged Amy, wrapped up in a towel. She looked absolutely mouthwatering, it was painful.

"Good morning, Sheldon!" She chirped, walking passed him into their bedroom. She smelled of vanilla, intoxicating his senses. "Good morning" He responded, watching as she hurriedly took some clothes out of their dresser. He took a step forward, wondering why he had such a strong urge to grab that towel and throw it into a corner. "Sorry, I know i went over my shower time." She appologized, confused as to why he was just standing there. "I woke up late. Now you have to hurry, or we're going to be late to work." Late was not something Sheldon cooper ever was, so he quickly showered and got dressed, and off to work they went

Sure he was at work, but he certainly wasn't getting any work done. What was going on here? What did he need to do to get his mind back on track? More sleep? Better nutrition? Rest his mind and read some comic books? He's been getting plenty of all of those things. Still, he realized that he was useless today, might as well take the rest of the day off.

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"I'm ready to go." Sheldon announced as he waltzed into Amy's lab. She glanced over to him from her desk then returned her attention to the computer screen in front of her. "Go where?" She questioned. "Home." Was his simple answer, as though she was supposed to just know? "Let's go."

"Go? Sheldon, I can't take you home right now. I have a meeting in a few minutes to discuss my findings." What was it about the tone of her voice that he found so enticing? "You're going to have to get a ride from someone else." She was in the zone. They had made a breakthrough in regards to their addiction studies and she was very excited to discuss it with President Siebert. Sheldon started to feel quite hot. Was the A/C broken in her lab? He stepped closer to her, inhaling that vanilla scent again. "But Amy…" He whined, knowing most of his friends were not going home until later in the afternoon. "Sorry, Sheldon." She shrugged, and then reached to grab a recorder from the table directly behind him. The brush of her arm on his thigh sent his heart aflutter. He concluded that his heart rate was related to his irritation to being stuck at work. That is, Until Amy started talking into her recorder. She was enumerating certain evidence from her study as well as outlining what this evidence meant in respect to her hypothesis. Lord was that doing things to him.

Amy had always been attractive to him. She was the only girl that he ever gave a second look to. But more than her physical appearance, he found her brain to be incredibly sexy. So sexy in fact, that he spent most of their relationship avoiding intimacy because it scared him too much. Now that they were in a physical relationship, he knew that there was nothing to be afraid of. Because of this, his desire for her showed much more easily. In moments like this when her intelligence was on display at full force, his body reacted accordingly, and all he could think about was that he needed some kind of contact. Would she be ok with a quick make out session? Dear Lord, what was this vixen doing to him? Was he actually considering kissing her while at their place of employment? Still, the idea of feeling her lips on his was so very tempting. Maybe he could make an exception today. He needed to kiss her… badly.

He looked around to make sure that no one could see them, cursing the fact that there was a huge window in her lab. Someone could walk by at any minute and see what he was about to do. Just a quick kiss. He promised himself. That's all I need. Tentatively, he reached out to touch her shoulder, trying to figure out how to initiate a kiss in such a moment. However, right before his hand made contact, someone knocked on her door and he quickly jerked his hand away. "I was just leaving." He mumbled and walked passed a confused President Siebert.

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the next chapter is going to be a long one, and it will be up soon .