The Deal ch 10

Hi there! I would have had this chapter up yesterday, or earlier today, but I was working on my side project, The Detective's Daughter. Not too sure how that one is going, because it's a new sort of idea for me that I've been kicking around in my head for a while. I've been super busy, and probably don't have the time, theoretically, to be typing this up. Oh well. I've started now. (Heehee). Anyway. Please review. Reviews = caffeine! :D

J


Avery slumped in the car seat, and Seb noticed. But, it wasn't his place to comment, so he didn't. He drove at a slow pace, giving Avie time to calm down. She was grateful to him for that.

When they pulled up outside the apartment, Avie glanced at Seb, and he gave her a reassuring nod. Avery got out of the car, and walked up the path. She pushed open the front door and walked down the hallway to the living room. He was there, waiting for her.

"Hello, Jimmy," Avie said, trying not to let her voice wobble.

"Avie. Sit down, please," he said, gesturing she should sit beside him.

Avery hesitated, but then did as he asked.

"What was she doing here?" Avie asked, as soon as she was sitting next to him.

"She was here for a reason. She's going to help me burn Sherlock." Jim explained.

"And the fact that she was wearing next to nothing?" Avie said sharply.

"She's a dominatrix. What do you expect?" Jim retorted, "I assure you, Avie, that that meeting was merely conversational, and not business for her."

Avie scrutinised him for a moment, before reaching the conclusion that he was speaking the truth.

"Alright. I'm sorry I stormed off," Avie said quietly.

Jim smiled at her, emitting pure charm. Sometimes Avie was so naïve.

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. She relaxed at once, kissing him back.

Yes, Jim thought, definitely naïve.