Chapter 2 - The office
Phoebe leaned on the door jamb and watched him working intently. Phoebe distinctly felt his stress level and questioned if this was the best time to approach him.
"Normally people approach my desk and start talking." Jason looked up from the computer. "Very rarely am I observed intently from the doorway."
Phoebe moved just inside the office. "How do you know I was staring intently?"
"Phoebe, you do everything intently." Jason smiled and Phoebe's stomach flipped with his feelings for her. She backed away further until she was against the wall. "Is there something in particular you need, Phoebe? Or, are you just here to stare?"
Phoebe felt his emotions change to irritation. "Yes, I would like to invite you to dinner... at the manor... with my sisters and me." Phoebe immediately felt his emotions change for the better.
"I thought I was banned from the manor."
"What gave you that idea?"
"Well, every time I knock on the door, I am pushed away. I haven't ever been invited into the entranceway."
"Well, you know, three girls living in the same house... we don't always want to invite men in to share our secrets."
Jason rises from his desk and walks toward Phoebe. "And you, Phoebe, have a number of secrets." He reached past her and closed the door. Phoebe felt his emotions strengthen as he neared her. She was overcome as he closed the door and took her in his arms. "I am dying to find out a few more of your secrets." He kissed her and Phoebe melted into the kiss. His emotions consumed her and her hands sought his arms and chest and shoulders.
Finally he broke their embrace and Phoebe was able to regain control. "We shouldn't... we could go..."
Phoebe interrupted, "No, we have work. Will you come tonight?"
Clearly not wanting to, Jason stepped away from her. "Of course, yes... I'll be there... at seven?"
"Yes... Yes..." Phoebe stepped away from him and opened the door. "See you." She exited and closed the door.
Jason sat down on his desk. 'What is wrong with you? Whenever she is here you are all hands and lips. No wonder she questions your feelings... all you ever show her anymore is lust. Why can't you control yourself? You lover her, man, treat her right!'
Exhausted, Jason sat back in his chair.
Phoebe leaned on the door jamb and watched him working intently. Phoebe distinctly felt his stress level and questioned if this was the best time to approach him.
"Normally people approach my desk and start talking." Jason looked up from the computer. "Very rarely am I observed intently from the doorway."
Phoebe moved just inside the office. "How do you know I was staring intently?"
"Phoebe, you do everything intently." Jason smiled and Phoebe's stomach flipped with his feelings for her. She backed away further until she was against the wall. "Is there something in particular you need, Phoebe? Or, are you just here to stare?"
Phoebe felt his emotions change to irritation. "Yes, I would like to invite you to dinner... at the manor... with my sisters and me." Phoebe immediately felt his emotions change for the better.
"I thought I was banned from the manor."
"What gave you that idea?"
"Well, every time I knock on the door, I am pushed away. I haven't ever been invited into the entranceway."
"Well, you know, three girls living in the same house... we don't always want to invite men in to share our secrets."
Jason rises from his desk and walks toward Phoebe. "And you, Phoebe, have a number of secrets." He reached past her and closed the door. Phoebe felt his emotions strengthen as he neared her. She was overcome as he closed the door and took her in his arms. "I am dying to find out a few more of your secrets." He kissed her and Phoebe melted into the kiss. His emotions consumed her and her hands sought his arms and chest and shoulders.
Finally he broke their embrace and Phoebe was able to regain control. "We shouldn't... we could go..."
Phoebe interrupted, "No, we have work. Will you come tonight?"
Clearly not wanting to, Jason stepped away from her. "Of course, yes... I'll be there... at seven?"
"Yes... Yes..." Phoebe stepped away from him and opened the door. "See you." She exited and closed the door.
Jason sat down on his desk. 'What is wrong with you? Whenever she is here you are all hands and lips. No wonder she questions your feelings... all you ever show her anymore is lust. Why can't you control yourself? You lover her, man, treat her right!'
Exhausted, Jason sat back in his chair.