TWO WEEKS LATER…
Bren POV
- And? – Rhys looked very proud of himself expecting the same from me I guess
- And what?
- Well, this time I did best job ever, didn't I? You can't complain, can you?
- Keep it like that and both of us will have nothing to complain about, yeah? That' for you. – I gave him what he earned and patted him on the cheek and on this Stephen came into the office bubbling about something, but then stopped and just starred at Rhys and me. I cleared my throat.
- You can go, good job. – I glanced at Rhys and he made his way out having Stepen's eyes all over himself. Then Stephen just kept his eyes on me with arms folded. I turned to the desk looking for some papers.
- You know, I could just pretend I didn't see anything…
- So do it…- I said without turning back to him
- …but.. that would mean that I trust you…- I could feel his body heat just behind me -…and I don't. – he finished
- What are trying to say, Stephen? – I sighed and turned to him.
- Trying? I am not trying. I just did.
- And …exactly, what do you want me to do about this, Stephen? – I moved my face closer to his looking him straight in the eyes.
- If I had wanted anything from you, that would mean that I haven't known you a bit, Brendan. – he said without a shadow of hesitation or regret and then turned back making his way out.
- Stay..- I whispered to his ear pushing my left hand on the door and using my right one to hold his back to my chest. I started to kiss his neck behind his ear just like he does it so often to me.
- Stop it…
- Why? You like it.
- Need to help Rhys. He's on his own. – he took a hold on my neck pulling me to him – Besides Cheryl wanted to talk to you, so…
- Come to my office after work, yeah? – I pulled off of him and come out looking for Cheryl.
Ste POV
"Yeah, sure Brendan. I will be here." That is what I would probably have said …if I've had a chance. I hate when he does it. He left me with a word on the back of my tongue. AGAIN! Uhhh I wanna kill him but I wanna kiss him. I am sick of all of this.
Bren POV
- Hey sis, what's up?
- Oh, look Gilly. Brendan Brady is here ….al last! Maybe you need to go to the loo before we can talk, love? – I think she was angry… - SIT DOWN! – mistake, she WAS angry.
- Okay, okay. What's the matter with you, sis? You didn't get your love dose today or what?- I glanced amused at Gilly who was standing behind the bar.
- Very funny, Brendan.
- Then it must be PMS. I'm sorry man. – I glanced at Gilly again and even more amused than I was.
- Brendan Brady! Shut up and please, explain me one thing…
- Anything you want Chez. – I took a glump of beer and look at her again – Shoot!
- I'll shoot you if you don't stop…- she was ANGRY.
- What I did this time? –" Gosh! I am really good at lying.." I think to myself
- How long do you know this …Joel? I mean do you even know him? Gilly saw him talking to some dark types around the corner of our club…
- Darker than him?
- Brendan…
- Ohh, your point? – I sighed
- And today Ethan Scott warned me out to have people near me who don't deserve my trust.
- Okay I'll talk to Joel..
- No, Brendan. You gonna fire him. I don't want him here. Do you understand? We don't need any more troubles Brendan. Especially you. Did you forget how you've been accused of killing Danny Houston? Don't you have enough? – and she left me with my thoughts.
Ste POV
My shift is over. I'm knocking to his office before coming in.
- Can I? – I come in without waiting for his permission. He just looks up at me from a couch. He's drinking whiskey. I am looking at him with dissapproval and he sees that.
- You want some? – he points his glass to my direction.
- No and neither do you. – I take the glass and the bottle and put them on the desk, away from him.
- Stephen, give it back to me.
- No…- I say firmly and sit next to him on the couch making myself comfortable. Just looking at him I know something is wrong. I stroke his cheek and forehead and the back of his neck nestling my fingers in his hair. I look at him in silence. I know he likes it because he shuts his eyes for a bit and relax. It's really nice. He ducks a bit his head and smirks while taking a peek at ceiling. It makes me smile…I get closer to him leaning my forehead on the top of the side of his head. I observe him, he doesn't reject my caresses. I knew he wouldn't. I start to unbutton his shirt with my left hand and I feel his body heat. I kiss his jawline near his ear, then the place behind his ear. That makes him gasp so I keep kissing and licking his neck. Meanwhile, I'm taking a seat on his lap and undressing him from his shirt totally. I take a grip of both sides of his head pushing it on the back of the couch and kissing him gently, firmly and passionetely. He starts to moan into my mouth and I can feel easily he is hard. His hand wanders to his belt…
AN HOUR AFTER …
Bren POV
He's the best medicine for all my worries. I could stay with him here a bit longer, just a bit.
- Come on, Brendan. You need to dress yourself. – he hurries me up.
- No rush.
- If you want to sleep here tonight, don't look at me to stop you. – he teases me
- Think I prefer my own bed. – I sit down on the couch at last.
- I'm sure you do. – meanwhile Stephen tries to touch up his hair. I stand up behind him.
I wouldn't mind if you use it tonight, too. – I offer sliding my hand from the back of his neck to his forehead making him laugh.
- Thank you, but I need to be home in the morning.
- Yeah..OK. - I say and I keep looking at him