I didn't think I would get the next chapter up so quick, but I had some time and I really felt like editing and getting this posted tonight.
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Chapter Ten
~ Naomi ~
Okay so maybe Effy's 'pep talk' (if you could call it that) helped me calm down enough to enjoy the rest of my Sunday without driving myself completely insane. As much as I wanted to, I didn't call or text Emily and tried not to think about her and my feelings and THAT amazing kiss we shared on Saturday.
Waking up this morning, I knew that I would be seeing Emily today as it was the start of the consultancy arrangement between Bentley & Kent Corporate Training and Cater-Milton Legal. Meaning we, Emily and I, would be working closely over the next…well I don't really know how long, considering Jackson hadn't confirmed how long he was going to be out of action for; given the circumstances I didn't blame him really. But all that aside I would get to spend the majority of my days with the delightful Emily; staring into her eyes would be completely okay and extremely enticing. Between getting ready for work and actually arriving at work, was a bit of a blur really; like being in auto-pilot mode. Somehow I made it to work clothed, fed and without incident.
Whilst being absent minded about the events of the morning (off in Emily-land Effy likes to point out), up until arriving at work, I knew walking through those glass double doors of Carter-Milton Legal meant I had to put my game face on. I mean it was no one else's business that what I got up to on the weekend and in my own time for that matter, which meant I wanted to keep Emily and my…business…our business; at least for now, until we both have a chance to talk and figure out what this means, for both of us. It's not about keeping secrets, I'm sure as hell not ashamed of whatever Emily and I are, she is gorgeous and wonderful and lovely, but for now I want to keep this between us. So relinquishing my dazed smiley demeanor and returning the resting bitchface was necessary…for now anyway. If it's any consolation, resting bitchface keeps awkward personal conversations at bay, and I am more than happy with that.
Looking through my emails and schedule for the day, I had an hour or so until we would all meet up in the board room to go over what the terms and general idea of the consultancy arrangement was and then towards the afternoon, Emily and I would be working together…alone. All the guides and outcomes had already been outlined between the four bosses, so all we had to do was work through each one, preparing reports and processes and the like; so basically doing the shitty ground work that the bosses did not want to do…and you know what? That suits me just fine…like really fine.
Just before our meeting, Milton was passing my desk and called me into his office for a briefing on his expectations of me working with Bentley & Kent, "Naomi, can you please come into my office for a moment?" For the first time in a while he sounded sincere, well almost sincere.
I got up from my desk and followed him into his office. Thank god he left the door open. That man has 'uncomfortable presence' written all over him. I sat down in one of the brown leather chairs in front of his large oak desk and waited for him to continue.
"So here is the guide for the consultancy arrangement. Everything you need while Jackson is away is in here," handing me a folder the size of three volumes of the Encyclopedia Britannica…okay maybe not that big, but you get the picture.
"There is a program in the first section which sets out what we are hoping to achieve and by when. You and Miss Fitch will be working together most days of the week for a couple of hours and will need to work through this together. Each Friday, until Jackson returns, you and I will have a debrief of the week's activity in which you will prepare the necessary reports prior. Clear?"
"Yes Mr. Milton…ah…have you heard from Jackson? How his grandma is doing?" I was politely asking the question, but Milton didn't need to know the real reason why I wanted to know; again that was my business.
"To be honest Naomi, no I have not. I do not expect for him to be back before you return from your holiday. He may be taking some extended leave to be with his family. You will know when I know, and in saying that, I don't think it will be a good idea for you to start with this and then Jackson returns and has to get the ball rolling again. I want the relationship with Bentley & Kent to be one founded upon and governed by momentum, to say the least. But we will sort out what will happen moving forward when Jackson does return, so for the time being, I would like to you focus on getting through this" indicating the massive folder "and making our client happy. Do you think you are capable of that Miss Campbell?"
"Mr. Milton, that is something I believe I am very capable of" and there was no doubt about that. I would make Emily as happy as humanly possible, which in the end I hope would make me one very happy Campbell…
"Very well, I will see you in the board room in about," glancing at his oversized gold watch "20 minutes. I trust you to be on time Miss Campbell, don't want Bentley & Kent to get the wrong idea about us…" gesturing me to back towards the door. I nodded with a convincing smile and left. And again, always about the lateness…it was like one time for christ's sake. He is never going to let go of that one, is he? He probably holds onto the memory tightly, just like my wet top clung to my tits that day…
~ Emily ~
So back to where it all started hey?
Stepping back into that board room and being met by that gorgeous blonde…you know the one with the stunning blue eyes and the one who I practically devoured the other night by shoving my tongue down her throat? Yeah that one; Miss Naomi Campbell. Well it was like…magnetic…I was drawn to her with like every part of my body. I just wanted to go over and kiss her, and perhaps sprawl her out across the board room table, but I knew I couldn't; no matter just HOW much I wanted to. Somehow I got the feeling she had the same idea when our eyes met across the table. I teased her a little, by licking my lips. She smirked all subtle and sexy-like…I could just tell that she know it would drive me crazy…the things that girl knows about me already, and all the things I hoped she would find out…
Not that I was really paying too much attention to the meeting. I was listening but I was also daydreaming at the same time; not exactly hard to do given whose company I was in. The bosses glossed over our expectations and outlined what we needed to do…blah blah blah. I had already been given the folder the size of a large edition of the Holy Bible…you know the really big black one that would probably break your nose if someone threw it at you? Not that I was religious or anything…actually far from it really, but you get the picture of how big the bloody folder was. I mean the contents of the folder was pretty detailed when I read through it briefly this morning. It was basically a step by step guide of what we needed to do and that suited me just fine as I had a feeling I would be easily sidetracked and needed something to keep me on the right path…
When the bosses were satisfied, they up and left, leaving Naomi and I in the room…alone. The board room was totally enclosed; no windows or blinds, just a large wooden door which was now closed…talk about privacy. My mind slipping back to the thought of sprawling Naomi out across the board room table, leaning over her and…Snap out of it Emily…not the time or place, so get you head in the game!
Naomi gave me a wink "Hey you". Did I mention this wink was a sexy one? Everything about that girl is sexy…
"Hey yourself" I could wink sexily too you know…well I hope it was and not retarded-looking or something.
"Mmm well, I suppose we'd better get on with it then…"
"Yeah…no rest for the…wicked…"
She laughed, opened up her folder and looked up at me with a most heartwarming smile…ahhhh.
Opening my own folder I thought I'd better get one last personal thing out of the way before we actually started to work, "look one thing before we get started, I just wanted to say I had a really lovely date with you and I'm sorry that I didn't call you yesterday, just didn't want to seem too…eager…"
Again she laughed, well more of a cute little giggle this time, "Em…sometimes I think we are too similar for our own good…same. Effy had to physically abuse me to stop me from calling you…shit I didn't mean...fuck…" I could see blush creeping up on her cheeks…wasn't that just adorable?
"Ha ha, did she now? Well anyway I guess we are on the same page…literally… Let's get on with it then?"
Once we got the formalities out of the way and actually started to understand what the hell it was we were supposed to be doing, we found we actually worked quite well together. Seeing this side of Naomi was interesting; she was more intelligent than I thought…not that I didn't think that she was, but when you work with someone you know personally it surprises you how different they can be when they approach the serious stuff, like work.
We worked straight through our normal lunch time, and only realised we hadn't stopped when Naomi checked her phone, "Shit Ems, its 2:30pm…I haven't eaten since breakfast this morning and to be honest I don't even remember what I had…"
"Oh yeah, didn't even realise myself. How about we go down to the café and get something now? We both need a break from this…to refuel you know?"
"Yeah, sounds great. Maybe we could do takeaway and go up on the roof?"
All I could do at first was smile at her.
"What?"
"Nothing it's just…never mind…let's go." Back where it all began…
We left Carter-Milton, went down to the café in the lobby and ordered a takeaway salad each; I ordered Chicken, Spinach and Pumpkin Salad and Naomi got a Salmon, Sweet Potato and Blue Cheese Salad and a coffee each. We sat down in the waiting area for about ten minutes and drifted into easy conversation. I like that about us, we can't talk about anything like we have known each other our whole lives, well accept for like the..ah…feelings stuff; isn't that hard for everyone to talk about?
"…family dinner tonight…yay…"
"What do you mean 'yay' Em? I thought you got along well with your family?"
"Yeah I do, well mostly. Mum and I have always have always had a difference of opinion…mostly because everyone knows Katie is the favourite child."
"I don't know why you're not the favourite…your my favourite of the infamous Fitch twins."
"Your biased Naoms…very biased…and besides I'm kinda just left to my own devices at home, well when I was living there anyway. I tried to have a normal relationship with my Mum but for some reason we always ended up butting heads, so I have learned to just be civil around her. Shit that makes me sound like a horrible person."
"Hey that's not true in the slightest; you are a wonderful person, and if your Mum can't see that then that's her loss."
"Thanks Naoms" she just knows what to say…I really like that she cares about me, friend or more-than-friend. "I get along really well with Dad though, he is just so laid back and he is pretty funny. James is just…James…my pervy younger brother…"
"Well he may be your brother but he seems to have…taste…" licking her lips. Lucky we were interrupted by our order being called, as I would have not known what to say…or what I would have done, to tell you the truth.
~ Naomi ~
The roof top was charming today. The sun was out and clear sky, certainly a rarity in dismal old Bristol. Must have been a while since I actually wore sunglasses but today was perfect for it.
Emily and I sat in our usual spot, overlooking busy Cabot Circus from above, eating our lunch.
"Oh…my…god…this is delicious" in between munches of my salad "you have to try some Emily…here" passing her my plastic takeaway fork loaded with deliciousness.
She took a bite from the fork, full of salmon, sweet potato, blue cheese and salad greens (had to try and give her the full experience, didn't I?) and I could see the delight in her face... "mmmm that is…ohh…yum…here try some of mine, I think you'd like it."
Emily took her turn in gathering up the salad ingredients to try and give me the 'full experience' in return, "Oh…wow…jesus that is delicious…that café really knows what they are doing."
We munched away at our salads, sipping through our coffees, each swapping fork-fulls of each other's salads until we were done. I gathered up the empty containers and placed them in the bin a few steps from where we were seated. When I stepped back and turned around I caught her eyes; those beautiful…no extremely beautiful chocolate brown eyes. So beautiful in fact, I lifted my sunglasses to my head, just to get a clear view and that's all it took for me to close the gap between us faster than you could say 'lunch was delicious and so are you', bending down to meet her lips with mine. I am pretty sure I had taken her by surprise, but I didn't care and it seemed she didn't either.
I swept her up in my lips, kissing her gently and deliberately. Emily slowly stood up to meet me, wrapping her arms around my neck. She tasted so wonderful and my legs felt like jelly, but I didn't care if I fell over and took her with me, I was wrapped up in this kiss. Wrapped up in her and I loved every moment of it; lips pressing together, dancing of tongues in mouths and swiping on lips. My heart started hammering in my chest and I never wanted to let go of this feeling, but I pulled away, "Wow…sorry about ah…sweeping you off your…seat."
"Never…be…sorry for…that…ever" she drew me back into a sweet luscious kiss of gratitude, before leaving my lips and her eyes meeting mine.
We looked into each other's eyes, for what seems like ages. It's like we were having an intimate conversation between us and it consisted of a twinkle here and a shimmer there; just talking wordlessly with our eyes. It was a magnificent feeling.
I drew in a deep breath, resting my forehead on hers, exhaling, hands falling to her sides. "I really need a manual for this Emily. Because every time we do that my brain switches off and I become consumed by you…like in a good way…a very good way."
"Same. I really know what you mean" I could see a hint of her lips forming a smile in my peripheral vision.
Emily tilted her head back down (well maybe up because of her height, I don't really know and wasn't too interested in that minor detail) to meet my lips once more…she was good at that; picking her moment and generally at kissing. It started off slow and sweet and then urgency kicked in. She was opening her mouth and my tongue was sliding in on its own accord. I had to kiss her more; deeper. I had to feel her kiss surge through my body and mine through hers.
Before I knew it she had me up against the back wall of the roof top driving her body into mine, kissing me like she had never kissed me before. Slightly grinding her body back and forth into mine. I had my hands on her hips and trailing up her back. I managed to subtly ease up the back of her shirt and place my hands on the bare skin of her perfectly smooth, perfectly warm back. I felt her shiver at my touch, and in that moment I panicked, thinking I did something wrong, but if as she knew what I was thinking, she moaned into my mouth and pulled me closer, or rather pushed me with her body back into the wall. The moment was swift and I wasn't ready for it and *whack*
"Ouch!" the back of my head hitting the brickwork.
Pulling away to assess the 'damage' Emily cried out "Shit, are you okay Naomi? I am so sorry I didn't mean to. I…."
No explanation needed; the thrust and knock on the noggin against the brickwork just spurred me on really. I cut her off with my lips and my tongue and my hands. My way of accepting her apology was much better than words, I thought. We made out for another few minutes before I realised we really needed to get back to work, as our lunch break was surely close to an end by this point.
"Woah Ems…amazing…that was…just amazing. I could stay here all afternoon and do…that, but we really need to get back to the office and like…do some work."
She nodded and without another word, she took me by the hand, led me to the roof top door and down the stairwell. We were halfway between the fourth and third floor when I stopped her pulling her back towards me. She turned and the look of confusion flashed across her pretty face, "What is it Naoms?"
"Nothing Em, just this" I pulled her back into me and gave her one last kiss before it was back to work; back to reality. "There, lunch break is now officially over." I winked and took the last few steps with her hand still firmly held in mine, before reluctantly letting go, as we reached the third floor landing and the door leading back to my office. I gave her one last look and smiled before opening the door and leading us back to the board room.
~ Emily ~
After the events of lunch, it was really hard to keep my head in the realm of work. My concentration was lacking, severely lacking, as my brain was filled with Naomi; I mean it's always filled with her. But when we kiss I am totally swept up in her; obviously that's a good thing in my book.
I could see she was struggling too, as every now and then I would catch you looking at me…okay she was staring, I'm sure of it. When my eyes met hers she would just smile and return back to what she was reading in the enormous folder or whatever we were discussing and that would be it. I think deep down we both knew we had to keep a certain amount of professionalism whilst in each other's company at work, and that was completely fine; there could be no sexy smirks or longing looks…well while there were other people around... But out of work I knew…well hoped it would get better. I mean like more defined. I mean…well I still don't know what exactly we are but I guess we were 'dating', even if we had only been on one date, we were still like dating...no we were dating weren't we? Something I will need to bring up later when we are not trying to make out with each other on top of the board room table…fuck why did I have to think that now…you could say that frustration was on the list of things that I was feeling for the rest of the afternoon.
When 5pm came, we were out of there. Naomi said she would wait for me in the foyer because she wanted to walk me home…that was sweet of her, don't you think? I felt all giddy when I went to grab my stuff from my desk back on the second floor. I turned off my computer, which had been neglected most of the day, grabbed my bag and went down to meet Naomi.
I saw she was on the phone as I crossed the foyer to where she was standing, I caught the last part of her conversation.
"…yeah I fly out Monday next week Mum…jesus get your dates right…yeah okay…I will…yeah I gotta go…I'll see you next week…Yeah I love you too Mum." Snapping her phone shut, she looked at me a laughed "for christs sake, Mum nearly had a heart attack. She wondered why I didn't arrive at the airport this afternoon. She thought the plane had crashed or something…she got her dates mixed up…silly woman. I think she waited for almost an hour before she called me…hey Em are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine…something in my eye." Shit that was close, I'm glad it was like one teardrop, and not a flood like last time she mentioned going away to Cyprus. I quickly wiped it away and changed the subject, "look thanks for offering me to walk back to the apartment but I really need to get a move on otherwise I'll be late for dinner. Do you mind if I take a raincheck on the escort?" After bringing up Cyprus I just needed some space, I can't think about it right now, because all I want to do is cry…I will miss her…Emily stop it right now…remember no crying and dinner…
"Umm yeah…sure…no problem" she looked as though she was going to hug me but settled for a pat on the arm as a goodbye.
I smiled and set off back to the apartment and she made for the opposite direction where she parked her car. I didn't realise that when she said she wanted to walk me home, that it was completely out of her way. She was going to do it for me…and now I felt like a complete dick, walking myself home. I gritted my teeth and kept walking, not long after arriving back at my apartment. I rushed upstairs changed out of my work clothes into a pair of jeans and a yellow button up shirt, threw my red chucks on, shoved my bag into my riding backpack and left the apartment.
I had practically ran down the three flights of stairs to the parking garage. Not that I was going to be late really, I lied to Naomi about that part…I just wanted to get on my moped and feel the air wash over me. I always feel better when I'm riding. I might even take the long way to my parents.
Taking my helmet from the storage locker, I pulled it on and clipped it up as I sat on my moped. I turned the key and…nothing. "What?"
Again, turned the key…and nothing. Checking the fuel and oil and all that jazz and everything seemed fine. So I tried again "yeah there we go, sleeping were we?"
Just about to take off and…nothing… "Great…looks like I am going nowhere and you are going to the mechanic" patting the top of the moped.
I pulled out my phone and swiped through my contacts and called the first person I thought of to come and pick me up…
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