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Chapter 7
"Hot flashes."
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TWO WEEKS LATER...
"A last minute meeting came up, so Mr. Turner will be with you in a little while." The polite assistant told her.
"Thanks." She nodded with a shy smile as she stepped in the office. She felt kinda nervous to see him again; it had been two weeks since the last time they had seen; that was the last time they had been together in the plane. She was going to sit down and when glanced around she noticed her still wearing her school's uniform; sat on the carpet, while quietly putting her crayons inside a bowl.
"Hey Emma." Phoebe greeted her.
"Hello." The little girl said politely and then went back to her previous activities. She was sad; Phoebe could notice it.
"How are you?" Phoebe asked leaning to the child's level.
Emma just turned around and said nothing. Phoebe placed her hand on the girl's chin in a way to look straight at her. She noticed the little girl had been crying.
"Is there something wrong?" Phoebe asked concerned. "I'd like to be your friend. You can talk to me. I promise I won't tell anybody." She insisted trying to win her trust.
The 4-year-old didn't seem pretty convinced.
"Did somebody do something to you?" Phoebe asked. The girl shook her head.
"Did somebody say something to you?" she asked and she received the same answer. "You can talk to me, it'll be between the both of us, I promise." She offered trustfully. "Why are you crying?"
"Last night, after dinner I was washing my teeth and I remembered I forgot my hair clip on the living room, so I went downstairs and I heard mommy and daddy yelling..." Emma started as she looked down. "They didn't see me, they were fighting and telling mean things. They fight all the time, and they always wait for me to go to start doing it, I think they fight because of me." She explained.
Phoebe was listening to the little girl's experience, it was hard how the problems of the parents could affect the kids; she was somehow aware of the situation of Cole's marriage.
"Come here..." Phoebe said and sat in the couch and then sat Emma in her lap. Phoebe put a straw of hair behind her ear as she started talking. "Honey, don't say that." She said softly.
"I think they don't love me anymore." Emma said sadly.
"No, never say that again, ok?" Phoebe stated. "Look, sometimes grown up people have problems that the children can't understand, but that doesn't mean they don't love you." Phoebe explained. "If they don't want you to hear or to be there when they're discussing it's because they love you and they don't want you to be worry about their problems." She continued.
"But why do they fight all the time?" Emma asked.
"Well, maybe they don't fight, maybe they just discuss and they do it pretty lousy." Phoebe replied.
"No." the little girl shook her head. "Because, they're always mad when they're close." She added.
"Well, adult people have disagreement and that's why they usually fight." Phoebe replied.
"What does disgree... disgra..." Emma mumbled.
"Disagreement." Phoebe slowly repeated.
"Yes, what does it mean?" the child questioned curiously.
"It's like when you're in school and you're drawing with other kids, and suddenly you want to use the red crayon and there's another kid who wants it as well, and then you don't want to give it neither does the other kid." Phoebe tried to explain.
"Oh, yes. Tommy always wants to use the green crayon and he hides it so I can't find it." Emma said.
"Exactly. The point is that I'm pretty sure your mommy and your daddy love you soo much. Look at you, you're cutie little lady." Phoebe said and Emma smiled at little.
"That's better." Phoebe nodded as she saw the little smile. She kissed the girl on the cheek. "Don't worry, your parent's troubles have nothing to do with you. Do any of them yell at you or something?" Phoebe asked.
"Just when I do something bad." She replied with a grin and Phoebe smiled.
"Then, you have nothing to worry about. Come on, show me what you're doing." Phoebe changed the subject.
"I was just putting the crayons back in the bowl, so daddy won't get mad." She replied.
"No drawings?" Phoebe asked.
"No."
"Too bad, I already put the last one you did to me on my office." She added.
"Really?" Emma asked with excitement.
"Yes." Phoebe nodded smiling.
"I want to show you something." Emma said as she pulled a little box out under the couch.
"What's this?" Phoebe asked.
Emma opened the box and took out her new friend. "This is Phoebe." She said as she placed the little turtle in her hand.
"Oh she's soo cute." Phoebe said. "Can I?" asking to let her touch it. Emma placed the turtle on Phoebe's hand. "She's tiny and beautiful. You have to take care of her." She advised.
"Yes, I change her water everyday. I put it on this little bowl daddy brought me from his last trip to Chicago." Emma explained showing the little bowl. "He also brought me a Big Dumbo, candies and a coloring book."
Phoebe knew exactly what trip Emma was talking about, how could she forget it? That was when she had totally crossed the line, but that was over. Cole was just her attorney and that would remain that way.
"I see you two girls have been bonding." A voice spoke.
"Daddy!!" Emma cheerfully ran to her daddy.
"Hey princess." He said as he took her in his arms and carried her.
Then she looked at him and she looked at her. Neither of them could manage to say anything.
"The two Phoebes were knowing each other." Emma said giggling.
"I'm glad..."Cole said. "How are you?" he asked trying to maintain straight.
"Good, I came because your secretary told me you needed me to come." She said avoiding his eyes. "Yeah..." he said as he placed Emma back on her feet. "Honey, why don't go to draw for a minute while I talk to Phoebe, ok? Daddy has some work to do." He proposed.
"Ok." Emma nodded and kissed her dad on the cheek.
Cole and Phoebe walked towards his desk. He came close enough so he whispered to her. "I missed you."
Phoebe just sighed and closed her eyes. "Me too." She agreed. Avoiding his stare, just glazing at Emma, who although distracted, was still inside the room.
She sat in front of the desk and he sat on his chair.
"I went to the deposition last week." Cole started.
"Yes, your assistant informed me, how did it go?" she asked.
"Well, we'll go to court in two days." He informed. "Why? Is that a bad thing, right?" Phoebe questioned concerned.
"It makes the case take more time, but don't worry, we have pretty good chances to win... maybe trial won't take more than three days." He explained.
"Do I have to prepare myself to go to court?" she asked.
"You should." He nodded. "I need you to sign here." He said as he handled her a few papers. While she was taking a looking and signing Cole turned to his distracted daughter and then back to Phoebe. "I want to see you." He softly whispered to her, pretty low, but loud enough for her to listen. This caught Phoebe's attention, who immediately raised her head to look at him.
"So do I." She whispered back, then turned to the little girl. She was deadly afraid that the young girl might hear to them.
They starred at each other's eyes for a few minutes without saying a word, like in a trance; they both were deep on their own thoughts.
Cole was thinking about why he was so impulsive around her; he wasn't like that. She was thinking pretty much the same; somehow she managed to loose control over herself when it came to Cole and it felt great, actually it was exciting. When younger, Phoebe used to be reckless and fun loving, but then she grew up and got married and turned in this quite and prude women... she had changed a lot, even thought deep inside, it wasn't really herself; but when she was with Cole she felt she could be herself.
"Mr. Turner, Miss Velma is here to pick up Emma." Cole's assistant informed through the intercom.
"Thanks." Cole said as he stood up. "Emma..." he called for her.
"Yes daddy?" she starred at him.
"You have to gather your stuff, sweetheart; Auntie Velma is here to take you home." He informed.
"Cool." The little girl exclaimed with excitement as she ran to get her stuff.
Once Emma was ready Cole came closer and took her hand. "Now say goodbye to Phoebe." He said. The little girl came to Phoebe. "Goodbye..."She said with a smile while hugging her new friend.
"Goodbye beautiful, take good care of yourself." Phoebe replied welcoming the girl's embrace. "And also take good care of Phoebe there." Phoebe added referring to the turtle.
"Ok, let's go." Cole said carrying the four-year-old. "I'll be right back with you." He added to Phoebe and walked out of his office.
"Bye." Emma waved one last time before she left the office in her daddy's arms.
Phoebe just smiled and waved back.
A few minutes later, Cole walked in again and closed the door behind him. He walked to his chair and sat down. Now the air was tenser than before when they both wanted to be discrete because of the presence of his daughter, but now that they were alone, they were acting distant, avoiding their stare.
"Well... I think that the case won't take that long in court." He started, trying to cool off the tension by talking about business.
"Good." She nodded looking down. She was getting tenser and more nervous every moment. She didn't even know what to say. She kept looking down, because if she looked at him, she wasn't sure is she would be strong enough to control herself from
jump over him.
Cole nodded quietly and tried to stay cool and go on. "I've been doing some research and I found this is not the first time she suits an adviser..." he kept explaining.
As he was reading from a document she raise her eyes and looked at him. Her heart was going faster. As she looked at him she was thinking of how delicious he was... how hot he looked just like that. She imagined about the way his soft hands would touched her bare skin, about his lips kissing hers in a way no one had ever kissing her before, with such passion and desire... while he kept talking she was just nodding with her head, still looking down and saying, "Yeah." She had no idea what the hell he was talking about. She was too busy with other thoughts.
'I could loose his tie and unbutton his shirt to reveal his perfect and muscular chest...' she thought. 'No! Phoebe, it's bad! It's wrong, you're married and so is he.' She debated with herself mentally.
'Although, if he buried his mouth on my neck and-' she started again. 'NO! Phoebe, that's not right, you agreed it wouldn't happen again and it won't.' she heard a little voice inside her head. And damn the bloody voice was right. She hated that voice.
"then after the second day, the judge probably-" he said.
"Sorry what?" she asked avoiding his eyes.
"... and that'll be the skill we'll use on court and I'm sure we'll get through it just fine, but for some reason I can't find myself able to stop thinking about you." He said.
She closed her eyes and nodded. "I know the feeling."
"I don't know why, but I think over and over about what happened between us on Chicago and even if we said we had to forget it, I can't find myself to do it." He continued.
In the same attitude she nodded, looking down and said: "I know." She couldn't look at him otherwise she would loose herself. 'If he took me right here, right now on his desk and-' she continued.
'No, Phoebe this is a corporation, a law firm, those things never happens.' The other annoying voice cut her off. In this moment, she wished she could drag that voice and shut it off.
She still was having her own thoughts inside her head, and arguing with herself about even if she wanted it, it wasn't right.
"Phoebe I... uh..." he didn't know what to say. "Phoebe..." he softly called her name again and she raised her eyes and looked at him. "Are you listening to me?" he asked her.
"I'm sorry, it's just hard to see you and not be able to kiss you or to touch you." She replied.
Cole couldn't be more pleased with the answer he got.
Then she realized. "Did I say that out loud? Did that thought just get out of my head through my voice?" she asked.
Cole just came closer to her, from behind and whispered in her ear. "So hard." He softly replied her first statement.
At the feeling of his breath over her ear; his scent so close to her, all she could so was close her eyes and sigh deeply.
He came in front of her while she still had her eyes closed and it was hard to breath for her. He buried his mouth on her neck just like she had imagined a little while before. She just tightened her eyes and bit her lip trying to fight the urge to kissing back and to give in...
"Your skin is soo soft and so sweet..." he softly said against her skin. She still was fighting to not let anything else to happen, but the desire was so strong, she wanted it so much.
He then put his hands on her cheeks and started kissing her face, her eyes, her nose and her lips. She was fighting, trying... she didn't want to stop. He kissed on the lips... sweet, warm and amazing lips... then she couldn't resist it anymore and parted her lips, letting him kiss her deeper and more hungrily than before. She furiously responded and found herself kissing him back, letting herself just give him. She grasped her arms around his neck and ran her hands through his hair while he kept kissing her more demanding and desperately every time.
Suddenly he broke apart and without any word he got out of his office to send his assistant home, it was almost five o' clock anyway, and in less than ten seconds he came back, closed the door and locked it.
She was on her feet now, like trying to straighten up her clothes and hair. Then Cole was still on the door, which was already locked and they looked at each other for like 3 seconds and then they jumped on each other.
They kissed deeply, passionately and hungrily giving in completely on their desire for each other. He hugged her tighter as he kept kissing her and she kissed him back with the same intensity.
He lifted her up and put her on his desk without breaking the awesome make out they were sharing.
"Phoebe..." he said breathless while her eyes were closed just enjoying the heat and intensity of the moment. She kissed him again and then he went to work his lips on her neck. "There's so many things I want to do to you..." he said.
She just moaned out of breath. She wanted as well, but it wasn't right.
"Even if I know it's not right, I want to make love to you right here, right now..." he said and kept kissing her hard.
She broke apart and her answer was definitely. "Do it." She said looking at him. "Do all you want to me, Cole." She asked him. "Just take me."
His reply was to grab her and kiss her hungrily and desperately. He pulled up her skirt and his hand went upper in her thigh. She grasped her legs around his waist as she quickly loosed up his tie and quickly managed to unbutton his shirt. Still kissing, he carried her and laid her on the couch he had on his office, where they ended up making love... again.
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"I'm so excited. And I just can't hide it. I'm about to loose control and I think I like it."
That was the song she was humming along with the radio while she was driving back home. It was already dark, but not that late yet.
"I know, I know, I know, I know I want you, want you." She kept singing; just like in the song she was happy and she couldn't hide it. Her cheeks blushed and a sweet smile spread on her face as she remembered what she had just done. She still could feel her skin shaking of emotion, excitement and pleasure. Her cheeks glowed redder and her smile grew bigger as the memories of all the things Cole did to her back on his office. While driving, she was having hot flashes of that encounter.
Waiting for the green light, the scene played in her mind again... the way he ran his hands on her legs and she rouged her knees; him going upper and inside her thighs; every caress on her skin; the way he ran his hands all over her; the moment she felt his hard bare chest once his shirt was open; his lips on hers and his tongue exploring her deeply; the way he smoothly worked on her neck while getting her blouse open... as he got low on her stomach... the way he had passionately taken her and the way she had given in and surrounded completely...
Another car hooting brought her back to reality and she drove... she sighed, but she still was smiling, but the smile faded when she realized she had betrayed herself doing this, because she had promised she would never done anything alike again. It was just that with Cole she felt so much different, he made her feel different, he made her feel so many things she had never felt before in her life... he seemed to bring up her passionate and most emotional side, something she had never experience before, not even with her husband...
Her relationship with her husband was everyday going down; she looked at him more like a friend, than a partner... they never fought, they still managed to have fun together, and they seemed to help and support the other, but as friends, because as a couple it wasn't working, and that was even before Cole came in Phoebe's life... now that Cole existed it kinda made her see things in other way... in that time, after the whole trip and Cole thing, Phoebe and Miles had managed to make love at least twice and the result was the same, she would ended up turning to her side and falling asleep feeling totally unsatisfied and even guiltier... for some reason she ended up thinking about Cole or even worst comparing her husband with Cole... for the look on Miles face, it was obvious he wasn't pretty happy either, but he just managed to turn on his side as well and not to talk about it... he had not idea what was going on with his wife, but he didn't dare to ask either, even if they trusted each other, the trust didn't reach the coupling's terms...
Finally she had gone home, she tried to go straight to the bathroom and have a shower, but Miles was on the living room...
"Hey." He casually said. "It's late." He commented while drinking from a bottle of water.
"Yeah... I... uh... I had to set up some things about the lawsuit and everything." She said looking down at the keys in her hand, still from the door, making sure the whole room was between them. She didn't want him to come closer because she was afraid he might perceive Cole's scent on her skin, her lips wet from his kisses, her eyes shinning from the enjoyment and her face glowing from the excitement and pleasure.
"Oh, when will the trial be?" he asked, almost showing interest, you could say.
"Day after tomorrow." She replied. "Excuse me I need to go to the bathroom. I'm tired, I'll head to the shower." She said lying. She was a little nervous.
"You wanna eat something?" he offered.
"No, it's fine, thanks." She said and got to the bathroom. She had lied to him, but at her reflection on the mirror she couldn't lie. She felt guilty for lying to Miles, but she still didn't understand what had gotten into her to do what she was doing... for some reason Cole made her feel things Miles didn't make her feel, he was her husband and he loved her and respected her, but it was just that, the same, the whole time, but she ended up feeling somehow empty... someway Cole made her feel desired, wanted.... He made her feel woman and she loved that... but then again, she wasn't the first or the last woman having an affair out of her marriage.
'It's something physical, a crush...' she thought as she got in the shower. 'Just a crush; that explains the hot flashes...'.
'I'll go through with it and I'll forget it...' she added mentally.
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Chapter 7
"Hot flashes."
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TWO WEEKS LATER...
"A last minute meeting came up, so Mr. Turner will be with you in a little while." The polite assistant told her.
"Thanks." She nodded with a shy smile as she stepped in the office. She felt kinda nervous to see him again; it had been two weeks since the last time they had seen; that was the last time they had been together in the plane. She was going to sit down and when glanced around she noticed her still wearing her school's uniform; sat on the carpet, while quietly putting her crayons inside a bowl.
"Hey Emma." Phoebe greeted her.
"Hello." The little girl said politely and then went back to her previous activities. She was sad; Phoebe could notice it.
"How are you?" Phoebe asked leaning to the child's level.
Emma just turned around and said nothing. Phoebe placed her hand on the girl's chin in a way to look straight at her. She noticed the little girl had been crying.
"Is there something wrong?" Phoebe asked concerned. "I'd like to be your friend. You can talk to me. I promise I won't tell anybody." She insisted trying to win her trust.
The 4-year-old didn't seem pretty convinced.
"Did somebody do something to you?" Phoebe asked. The girl shook her head.
"Did somebody say something to you?" she asked and she received the same answer. "You can talk to me, it'll be between the both of us, I promise." She offered trustfully. "Why are you crying?"
"Last night, after dinner I was washing my teeth and I remembered I forgot my hair clip on the living room, so I went downstairs and I heard mommy and daddy yelling..." Emma started as she looked down. "They didn't see me, they were fighting and telling mean things. They fight all the time, and they always wait for me to go to start doing it, I think they fight because of me." She explained.
Phoebe was listening to the little girl's experience, it was hard how the problems of the parents could affect the kids; she was somehow aware of the situation of Cole's marriage.
"Come here..." Phoebe said and sat in the couch and then sat Emma in her lap. Phoebe put a straw of hair behind her ear as she started talking. "Honey, don't say that." She said softly.
"I think they don't love me anymore." Emma said sadly.
"No, never say that again, ok?" Phoebe stated. "Look, sometimes grown up people have problems that the children can't understand, but that doesn't mean they don't love you." Phoebe explained. "If they don't want you to hear or to be there when they're discussing it's because they love you and they don't want you to be worry about their problems." She continued.
"But why do they fight all the time?" Emma asked.
"Well, maybe they don't fight, maybe they just discuss and they do it pretty lousy." Phoebe replied.
"No." the little girl shook her head. "Because, they're always mad when they're close." She added.
"Well, adult people have disagreement and that's why they usually fight." Phoebe replied.
"What does disgree... disgra..." Emma mumbled.
"Disagreement." Phoebe slowly repeated.
"Yes, what does it mean?" the child questioned curiously.
"It's like when you're in school and you're drawing with other kids, and suddenly you want to use the red crayon and there's another kid who wants it as well, and then you don't want to give it neither does the other kid." Phoebe tried to explain.
"Oh, yes. Tommy always wants to use the green crayon and he hides it so I can't find it." Emma said.
"Exactly. The point is that I'm pretty sure your mommy and your daddy love you soo much. Look at you, you're cutie little lady." Phoebe said and Emma smiled at little.
"That's better." Phoebe nodded as she saw the little smile. She kissed the girl on the cheek. "Don't worry, your parent's troubles have nothing to do with you. Do any of them yell at you or something?" Phoebe asked.
"Just when I do something bad." She replied with a grin and Phoebe smiled.
"Then, you have nothing to worry about. Come on, show me what you're doing." Phoebe changed the subject.
"I was just putting the crayons back in the bowl, so daddy won't get mad." She replied.
"No drawings?" Phoebe asked.
"No."
"Too bad, I already put the last one you did to me on my office." She added.
"Really?" Emma asked with excitement.
"Yes." Phoebe nodded smiling.
"I want to show you something." Emma said as she pulled a little box out under the couch.
"What's this?" Phoebe asked.
Emma opened the box and took out her new friend. "This is Phoebe." She said as she placed the little turtle in her hand.
"Oh she's soo cute." Phoebe said. "Can I?" asking to let her touch it. Emma placed the turtle on Phoebe's hand. "She's tiny and beautiful. You have to take care of her." She advised.
"Yes, I change her water everyday. I put it on this little bowl daddy brought me from his last trip to Chicago." Emma explained showing the little bowl. "He also brought me a Big Dumbo, candies and a coloring book."
Phoebe knew exactly what trip Emma was talking about, how could she forget it? That was when she had totally crossed the line, but that was over. Cole was just her attorney and that would remain that way.
"I see you two girls have been bonding." A voice spoke.
"Daddy!!" Emma cheerfully ran to her daddy.
"Hey princess." He said as he took her in his arms and carried her.
Then she looked at him and she looked at her. Neither of them could manage to say anything.
"The two Phoebes were knowing each other." Emma said giggling.
"I'm glad..."Cole said. "How are you?" he asked trying to maintain straight.
"Good, I came because your secretary told me you needed me to come." She said avoiding his eyes. "Yeah..." he said as he placed Emma back on her feet. "Honey, why don't go to draw for a minute while I talk to Phoebe, ok? Daddy has some work to do." He proposed.
"Ok." Emma nodded and kissed her dad on the cheek.
Cole and Phoebe walked towards his desk. He came close enough so he whispered to her. "I missed you."
Phoebe just sighed and closed her eyes. "Me too." She agreed. Avoiding his stare, just glazing at Emma, who although distracted, was still inside the room.
She sat in front of the desk and he sat on his chair.
"I went to the deposition last week." Cole started.
"Yes, your assistant informed me, how did it go?" she asked.
"Well, we'll go to court in two days." He informed. "Why? Is that a bad thing, right?" Phoebe questioned concerned.
"It makes the case take more time, but don't worry, we have pretty good chances to win... maybe trial won't take more than three days." He explained.
"Do I have to prepare myself to go to court?" she asked.
"You should." He nodded. "I need you to sign here." He said as he handled her a few papers. While she was taking a looking and signing Cole turned to his distracted daughter and then back to Phoebe. "I want to see you." He softly whispered to her, pretty low, but loud enough for her to listen. This caught Phoebe's attention, who immediately raised her head to look at him.
"So do I." She whispered back, then turned to the little girl. She was deadly afraid that the young girl might hear to them.
They starred at each other's eyes for a few minutes without saying a word, like in a trance; they both were deep on their own thoughts.
Cole was thinking about why he was so impulsive around her; he wasn't like that. She was thinking pretty much the same; somehow she managed to loose control over herself when it came to Cole and it felt great, actually it was exciting. When younger, Phoebe used to be reckless and fun loving, but then she grew up and got married and turned in this quite and prude women... she had changed a lot, even thought deep inside, it wasn't really herself; but when she was with Cole she felt she could be herself.
"Mr. Turner, Miss Velma is here to pick up Emma." Cole's assistant informed through the intercom.
"Thanks." Cole said as he stood up. "Emma..." he called for her.
"Yes daddy?" she starred at him.
"You have to gather your stuff, sweetheart; Auntie Velma is here to take you home." He informed.
"Cool." The little girl exclaimed with excitement as she ran to get her stuff.
Once Emma was ready Cole came closer and took her hand. "Now say goodbye to Phoebe." He said. The little girl came to Phoebe. "Goodbye..."She said with a smile while hugging her new friend.
"Goodbye beautiful, take good care of yourself." Phoebe replied welcoming the girl's embrace. "And also take good care of Phoebe there." Phoebe added referring to the turtle.
"Ok, let's go." Cole said carrying the four-year-old. "I'll be right back with you." He added to Phoebe and walked out of his office.
"Bye." Emma waved one last time before she left the office in her daddy's arms.
Phoebe just smiled and waved back.
A few minutes later, Cole walked in again and closed the door behind him. He walked to his chair and sat down. Now the air was tenser than before when they both wanted to be discrete because of the presence of his daughter, but now that they were alone, they were acting distant, avoiding their stare.
"Well... I think that the case won't take that long in court." He started, trying to cool off the tension by talking about business.
"Good." She nodded looking down. She was getting tenser and more nervous every moment. She didn't even know what to say. She kept looking down, because if she looked at him, she wasn't sure is she would be strong enough to control herself from
jump over him.
Cole nodded quietly and tried to stay cool and go on. "I've been doing some research and I found this is not the first time she suits an adviser..." he kept explaining.
As he was reading from a document she raise her eyes and looked at him. Her heart was going faster. As she looked at him she was thinking of how delicious he was... how hot he looked just like that. She imagined about the way his soft hands would touched her bare skin, about his lips kissing hers in a way no one had ever kissing her before, with such passion and desire... while he kept talking she was just nodding with her head, still looking down and saying, "Yeah." She had no idea what the hell he was talking about. She was too busy with other thoughts.
'I could loose his tie and unbutton his shirt to reveal his perfect and muscular chest...' she thought. 'No! Phoebe, it's bad! It's wrong, you're married and so is he.' She debated with herself mentally.
'Although, if he buried his mouth on my neck and-' she started again. 'NO! Phoebe, that's not right, you agreed it wouldn't happen again and it won't.' she heard a little voice inside her head. And damn the bloody voice was right. She hated that voice.
"then after the second day, the judge probably-" he said.
"Sorry what?" she asked avoiding his eyes.
"... and that'll be the skill we'll use on court and I'm sure we'll get through it just fine, but for some reason I can't find myself able to stop thinking about you." He said.
She closed her eyes and nodded. "I know the feeling."
"I don't know why, but I think over and over about what happened between us on Chicago and even if we said we had to forget it, I can't find myself to do it." He continued.
In the same attitude she nodded, looking down and said: "I know." She couldn't look at him otherwise she would loose herself. 'If he took me right here, right now on his desk and-' she continued.
'No, Phoebe this is a corporation, a law firm, those things never happens.' The other annoying voice cut her off. In this moment, she wished she could drag that voice and shut it off.
She still was having her own thoughts inside her head, and arguing with herself about even if she wanted it, it wasn't right.
"Phoebe I... uh..." he didn't know what to say. "Phoebe..." he softly called her name again and she raised her eyes and looked at him. "Are you listening to me?" he asked her.
"I'm sorry, it's just hard to see you and not be able to kiss you or to touch you." She replied.
Cole couldn't be more pleased with the answer he got.
Then she realized. "Did I say that out loud? Did that thought just get out of my head through my voice?" she asked.
Cole just came closer to her, from behind and whispered in her ear. "So hard." He softly replied her first statement.
At the feeling of his breath over her ear; his scent so close to her, all she could so was close her eyes and sigh deeply.
He came in front of her while she still had her eyes closed and it was hard to breath for her. He buried his mouth on her neck just like she had imagined a little while before. She just tightened her eyes and bit her lip trying to fight the urge to kissing back and to give in...
"Your skin is soo soft and so sweet..." he softly said against her skin. She still was fighting to not let anything else to happen, but the desire was so strong, she wanted it so much.
He then put his hands on her cheeks and started kissing her face, her eyes, her nose and her lips. She was fighting, trying... she didn't want to stop. He kissed on the lips... sweet, warm and amazing lips... then she couldn't resist it anymore and parted her lips, letting him kiss her deeper and more hungrily than before. She furiously responded and found herself kissing him back, letting herself just give him. She grasped her arms around his neck and ran her hands through his hair while he kept kissing her more demanding and desperately every time.
Suddenly he broke apart and without any word he got out of his office to send his assistant home, it was almost five o' clock anyway, and in less than ten seconds he came back, closed the door and locked it.
She was on her feet now, like trying to straighten up her clothes and hair. Then Cole was still on the door, which was already locked and they looked at each other for like 3 seconds and then they jumped on each other.
They kissed deeply, passionately and hungrily giving in completely on their desire for each other. He hugged her tighter as he kept kissing her and she kissed him back with the same intensity.
He lifted her up and put her on his desk without breaking the awesome make out they were sharing.
"Phoebe..." he said breathless while her eyes were closed just enjoying the heat and intensity of the moment. She kissed him again and then he went to work his lips on her neck. "There's so many things I want to do to you..." he said.
She just moaned out of breath. She wanted as well, but it wasn't right.
"Even if I know it's not right, I want to make love to you right here, right now..." he said and kept kissing her hard.
She broke apart and her answer was definitely. "Do it." She said looking at him. "Do all you want to me, Cole." She asked him. "Just take me."
His reply was to grab her and kiss her hungrily and desperately. He pulled up her skirt and his hand went upper in her thigh. She grasped her legs around his waist as she quickly loosed up his tie and quickly managed to unbutton his shirt. Still kissing, he carried her and laid her on the couch he had on his office, where they ended up making love... again.
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"I'm so excited. And I just can't hide it. I'm about to loose control and I think I like it."
That was the song she was humming along with the radio while she was driving back home. It was already dark, but not that late yet.
"I know, I know, I know, I know I want you, want you." She kept singing; just like in the song she was happy and she couldn't hide it. Her cheeks blushed and a sweet smile spread on her face as she remembered what she had just done. She still could feel her skin shaking of emotion, excitement and pleasure. Her cheeks glowed redder and her smile grew bigger as the memories of all the things Cole did to her back on his office. While driving, she was having hot flashes of that encounter.
Waiting for the green light, the scene played in her mind again... the way he ran his hands on her legs and she rouged her knees; him going upper and inside her thighs; every caress on her skin; the way he ran his hands all over her; the moment she felt his hard bare chest once his shirt was open; his lips on hers and his tongue exploring her deeply; the way he smoothly worked on her neck while getting her blouse open... as he got low on her stomach... the way he had passionately taken her and the way she had given in and surrounded completely...
Another car hooting brought her back to reality and she drove... she sighed, but she still was smiling, but the smile faded when she realized she had betrayed herself doing this, because she had promised she would never done anything alike again. It was just that with Cole she felt so much different, he made her feel different, he made her feel so many things she had never felt before in her life... he seemed to bring up her passionate and most emotional side, something she had never experience before, not even with her husband...
Her relationship with her husband was everyday going down; she looked at him more like a friend, than a partner... they never fought, they still managed to have fun together, and they seemed to help and support the other, but as friends, because as a couple it wasn't working, and that was even before Cole came in Phoebe's life... now that Cole existed it kinda made her see things in other way... in that time, after the whole trip and Cole thing, Phoebe and Miles had managed to make love at least twice and the result was the same, she would ended up turning to her side and falling asleep feeling totally unsatisfied and even guiltier... for some reason she ended up thinking about Cole or even worst comparing her husband with Cole... for the look on Miles face, it was obvious he wasn't pretty happy either, but he just managed to turn on his side as well and not to talk about it... he had not idea what was going on with his wife, but he didn't dare to ask either, even if they trusted each other, the trust didn't reach the coupling's terms...
Finally she had gone home, she tried to go straight to the bathroom and have a shower, but Miles was on the living room...
"Hey." He casually said. "It's late." He commented while drinking from a bottle of water.
"Yeah... I... uh... I had to set up some things about the lawsuit and everything." She said looking down at the keys in her hand, still from the door, making sure the whole room was between them. She didn't want him to come closer because she was afraid he might perceive Cole's scent on her skin, her lips wet from his kisses, her eyes shinning from the enjoyment and her face glowing from the excitement and pleasure.
"Oh, when will the trial be?" he asked, almost showing interest, you could say.
"Day after tomorrow." She replied. "Excuse me I need to go to the bathroom. I'm tired, I'll head to the shower." She said lying. She was a little nervous.
"You wanna eat something?" he offered.
"No, it's fine, thanks." She said and got to the bathroom. She had lied to him, but at her reflection on the mirror she couldn't lie. She felt guilty for lying to Miles, but she still didn't understand what had gotten into her to do what she was doing... for some reason Cole made her feel things Miles didn't make her feel, he was her husband and he loved her and respected her, but it was just that, the same, the whole time, but she ended up feeling somehow empty... someway Cole made her feel desired, wanted.... He made her feel woman and she loved that... but then again, she wasn't the first or the last woman having an affair out of her marriage.
'It's something physical, a crush...' she thought as she got in the shower. 'Just a crush; that explains the hot flashes...'.
'I'll go through with it and I'll forget it...' she added mentally.
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