Thanks for the review babe, it meant a lot to me and I hope I managed to
answer some of your points. ( Also like I said before I don't own either
Lara or Werner so don't sue me ok? On with the show.
Relaxing into the soft leather office chair she sat in Lara let her mind wander as it often did. Life was a hard lesson to learn and she had had her fair share of heartache, after all the one good thing in her life she was unable to show. Being born into the aristocracy Lara had been in the public eye for years, being an upper class British lady also meant that the career she had chosen had not made it easy for her to hide away from the paparazzi. As of recent her relationship with Werner had been harder and harder to hide from them, their appearances together could be easily explained but it only took one wrong move from either of them and their cover would be blown. Walking over to the closet in her office Lara pulled out a floor length cream satin dress, the front of it was a lace panel that ran between her breasts that was able to show off her tanned skin, and on the right hand side a long slit in the dress was present to show her long, shapely leg. The dress had been a gift from Werner specifically for the upcoming occasion of the opening of the Boston museum. Her mind drifted to that opening that had happened 10 years previously, as she held the dress to her, being one of their top rated archaeologists Werner was to be a guest of honour and who better to accompany him than the person he taught to be the one to be the next generation of adventurers. She remembered how he had taken her hand as she stepped out of the limousine into the barrage of photographic flashes and questions that assaulted her. Immediately two heavily armed bodyguards dressed in black took to either side of the two of them and escorted them into the building where no press were allowed until the question and answer stage of the evening. Werner had taught her how to answer questions that were asked of her and kept close to her throughout the evening, and as her upbringing suggested she was the perfect lady, never once setting a foot out of line. The rumours started almost at once when the two entered the main hall where the press were waiting to receive the speeches, all of them noticing the fact Werner had his hand on Lara's lower back, once they were seated the questions directed were more of the underlying secret the two had than the actual opening.
Werner walked back to his caravan in the dustbowl his team laughingly called a dig site, and entered the cool air conditioned atmosphere. Breathing deeply he filled the sink full of water and grimaced as he washed his face, the water was warm, same as nearly everything else around here. If Lara were here she would have had her technician Bryce make something to keep the water cool, right after she had complained to Werner for not taking her on a proper adventure, after all a dig site wasn't exactly Cambodia was it? Looking up he spotted the picture that hung above the mirror in his trailer, it was of the opening night that Lara was thinking about. He remembered how beautiful she looked that night, how mature and intelligent she acted and forgot the 10 year age difference between the two of them. He looked in the mirror at himself, he was 39 that year, not a great age but at the same time he knew he was slowing down. He could no longer do the things he had done in his youth, he couldn't push himself to the limits he once had. He had to admit that he was getting old, and also had to admit that he would have to have a long talk with Lara. She was so young and vibrant and he was getting to the point in his life where he wanted to settle down. He had met her when he was 26 and had been faithful to her ever since, before her he had only been with 2 other women and although he loved her unconditionally and would never think about betraying her he did think that perhaps he should have had some time to have lived a bit more before her. He shook the thought from his mind, Lara had given up everything for him and he knew that, he also knew that if the time were to come and their secret were to be uncovered she would be the first to protect him, to tell the paparazzi that a lot of the relationship was down to her. She had already taken a lot of grief from nosey people who couldn't help themselves from commenting about the two. He remembered how she had ran into his arms and cried when he had taken her from a police station after she was arrested for assaulting one of her school classmates who had called Werner a paedophile for wanting to take her with him adventuring. Assaulting Joni Donaldson had pushed Lara further into the spotlight than she had thought and increasing pressure had been put on Werner to protect her from it. He held his head in his hands and wished like anything that he could tell the world that he loved her and stop the lies. Little did he know that very soon a scandal was going to erupt and was their relationship strong enough to hold on?
Relaxing into the soft leather office chair she sat in Lara let her mind wander as it often did. Life was a hard lesson to learn and she had had her fair share of heartache, after all the one good thing in her life she was unable to show. Being born into the aristocracy Lara had been in the public eye for years, being an upper class British lady also meant that the career she had chosen had not made it easy for her to hide away from the paparazzi. As of recent her relationship with Werner had been harder and harder to hide from them, their appearances together could be easily explained but it only took one wrong move from either of them and their cover would be blown. Walking over to the closet in her office Lara pulled out a floor length cream satin dress, the front of it was a lace panel that ran between her breasts that was able to show off her tanned skin, and on the right hand side a long slit in the dress was present to show her long, shapely leg. The dress had been a gift from Werner specifically for the upcoming occasion of the opening of the Boston museum. Her mind drifted to that opening that had happened 10 years previously, as she held the dress to her, being one of their top rated archaeologists Werner was to be a guest of honour and who better to accompany him than the person he taught to be the one to be the next generation of adventurers. She remembered how he had taken her hand as she stepped out of the limousine into the barrage of photographic flashes and questions that assaulted her. Immediately two heavily armed bodyguards dressed in black took to either side of the two of them and escorted them into the building where no press were allowed until the question and answer stage of the evening. Werner had taught her how to answer questions that were asked of her and kept close to her throughout the evening, and as her upbringing suggested she was the perfect lady, never once setting a foot out of line. The rumours started almost at once when the two entered the main hall where the press were waiting to receive the speeches, all of them noticing the fact Werner had his hand on Lara's lower back, once they were seated the questions directed were more of the underlying secret the two had than the actual opening.
Werner walked back to his caravan in the dustbowl his team laughingly called a dig site, and entered the cool air conditioned atmosphere. Breathing deeply he filled the sink full of water and grimaced as he washed his face, the water was warm, same as nearly everything else around here. If Lara were here she would have had her technician Bryce make something to keep the water cool, right after she had complained to Werner for not taking her on a proper adventure, after all a dig site wasn't exactly Cambodia was it? Looking up he spotted the picture that hung above the mirror in his trailer, it was of the opening night that Lara was thinking about. He remembered how beautiful she looked that night, how mature and intelligent she acted and forgot the 10 year age difference between the two of them. He looked in the mirror at himself, he was 39 that year, not a great age but at the same time he knew he was slowing down. He could no longer do the things he had done in his youth, he couldn't push himself to the limits he once had. He had to admit that he was getting old, and also had to admit that he would have to have a long talk with Lara. She was so young and vibrant and he was getting to the point in his life where he wanted to settle down. He had met her when he was 26 and had been faithful to her ever since, before her he had only been with 2 other women and although he loved her unconditionally and would never think about betraying her he did think that perhaps he should have had some time to have lived a bit more before her. He shook the thought from his mind, Lara had given up everything for him and he knew that, he also knew that if the time were to come and their secret were to be uncovered she would be the first to protect him, to tell the paparazzi that a lot of the relationship was down to her. She had already taken a lot of grief from nosey people who couldn't help themselves from commenting about the two. He remembered how she had ran into his arms and cried when he had taken her from a police station after she was arrested for assaulting one of her school classmates who had called Werner a paedophile for wanting to take her with him adventuring. Assaulting Joni Donaldson had pushed Lara further into the spotlight than she had thought and increasing pressure had been put on Werner to protect her from it. He held his head in his hands and wished like anything that he could tell the world that he loved her and stop the lies. Little did he know that very soon a scandal was going to erupt and was their relationship strong enough to hold on?