Sesshoumaru sighed and motioned for Bokusenou to continue. In his pocket his cell phone vibrated and he ignored it. There would be time enough later to return the call.
The old tree demon cleared his throat and kept speaking. Try as he might though all he could think about was the night before and the girl. He had not expected to enjoy the evening as much as he had, that was for certain. His mother had clearly set the entire thing up, judging by the numerous charges on his credit cards.
By the time the blasted meeting was over, his mind was filled with images of her, and thoughts. He was surprised by his desire to see her again, by the constant curiosity that was her. Back in his office, he pulled out his phone and was pleased to note that she was the one who had called, and then just as displeased by that simple pleasure.
As he listened to her voicemail though, anger filled him and a quiet kind of fear that he refused to acknowledge ran rampart through his mind. Grabbing his jacket and car keys, he left, slamming his office door behind him.
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