It was later in the day now long after Fiona had left. Thomas was not in a very good mood since the little incident earlier in the day and Van was making it very easy on him because he found it very hard to forget about it and almost always broke out in laughter whenever he thought of it.
"You can't exactly blame her for getting mad and slapping you after what you did Thomas. I personally think her reaction would be normal for most," said Van holding back the laughter that was threatening to erupt again when he just got it under control.
"Oh shut up Van! Aren't you supposed to be standing up for me rather than her?" he asked rather angrily while rubbing his still sore face. "I think I would know what women would want unlike you who never goes on any dates. I am beginning to wonder if you are gay considering I never see you with any women," he growled out with a smirk.
"Nope, I am straight. As for you knowing what they want, you might want to look that over because I am sure that they don't like to have their ass grabbed," he said feeling like he was once again about to break out in laughter soon but he was lucky enough to be able to hold it in this time.
"Shut up!" Thomas yelled finding it harder and harder to put up with Van throughout the days because Van was constantly pointing out things that he thought was right. "What do you know about women when you are never with any of them?" he asked smirking thinking that Van could not come up with an answer.
Van let off a small laugh. "Much more than you do. At least they don't go around slapping me," he said before breaking out into full-blown laughter while Thomas was turning red out of anger.
Thomas was seriously tempted to just reach over and slap Van upside his head for the comment and the laughter. "At least I can get a woman unlike you who can't even pick up one. You don't even try at the same time. It is no wonder why you remain single," said Thomas with another smirk.
"How many of your women stayed for more than a week?" asked Van and he was happy to see that Thomas was speechless. "I can get a woman if I wanted to but I have my reasons as to why I don't try," said Van leaning back into his seat.
"Why? You don't have a girlfriend or a wife. So why is it that you don't try? Wait a minute. You don't have one, right?" he asked although he couldn't remember ever seeing Van with anyone to prove that he had one.
Before Van could even respond to Thomas, the phone rang. Thomas waited a few seconds before his butler came into the room carrying the phone. "Excuse me sir but one of your executives is on the phone and he says that he really needs to talk to you," the butler said handing the phone to Thomas who grudgingly picked it up. He walked out of the room so that he could talk to the person by himself.
Fiona sat up straight on her bed. She hated when these type of days happened when she would dream of the hope that she at one point had being torn away from her the next moment. She hated the cause of her pain and wanted revenge more than anything.
Fiona calmed down a little and looked to her side. Her room was very lonely. She had such a large bed but not the person that she wished to share it with. As long as this went on, she would remain lonely. That was why her wish was to end this quickly. End it quickly and once again get back on track with her life, the life that she was robbed of years before.
'Do you see this Fiona?' a voice within her head echoed. It was a voice from her past. One that was once so happy and full of life, which only remained as a memory for now. 'With this I can get us everything we could ever want in the future. Once we are out of here then I plan to make you the happiest woman on the earth,' the echo continued to say within her head.
Sadly, the life she was told she could have never came to her. 'W-w-where is it?' the voice asked while Fiona squinted her eyes tightly shut to try and void out the sad memory of that day. 'I know that I put it here,' the voice seemed to continue despite her protest in trying to get rid of it.
She was happy for a while but it was not like what she could have had. It was hope that one day she would gain it that kept her going in these times. "He was a liar and a thief that ruined our lives," Fiona growled out. "I should have known that it was all too good to be true then. It was nothing but a fleeting moment of happiness," she continued to say in a sad tone when the memory from her past finally faded from her mind, at least for that moment.
Fiona was about to lay back down and go back to sleep when she noticed something. She quickly rose out of her bed and ran out of the bedroom as fast as she could.The phone call had taken much longer than Thomas had wanted. It took at least a half and hour to an hour before eh was able to get off. Now he was annoyed because he was curious as to what Van's answer to his question was. He walked back into the room they were recently talking in only to find that it was empty. "What the hell?" Thomas pretty much yelled throughout the entire house.
The butler stepped up to him and spoke, "I am sorry sir but Mr. Flyheight had an urgent phone call and had to leave quickly," the butler said while he watched Thomas shaking his head in annoyance.
"Whatever," Thomas growled in annoyance because he hated when people didn't answer his questions. He walked out of the room while grumbling, "I ask him a question and he decides to run out of here without answering it," Thomas growled. He had this feeling that the call was urgent and he just wanted to get out of there and away from him in order to not answer the question. "I will just have to get it from him tomorrow," he said with a smirk.Fiona walked down the streets in much higher spirits than she had been the night before when she had those nightmares. Unfortunately she was only half as happy as she was before because of a call she received at six o'clock in the morning.
Thomas ended up calling her that early to see if she wanted to go out with him. She was pissed that he would call her that early. She would have rejected him no matter what time he called her to ask her that but she was yelling her head off at him. She hated being torn from the warm comforts of her bed to pick up the phone.
Unfortunately for Fiona, Thomas wouldn't give up and she just gave in to having him show her around his company with Van. Van may not have worked there but he told her once that Thomas tended to drag him to places he didn't want to go. Now he was doing it to her. It made her feel sorry for Van.
Now here she was, walking towards his company office in much lower spirits than she had been before he so meanly woke her up. She wanted to sleep in late that morning and now she was forced to do this. 'I hope that this morning can't get any worse,' she thought with a sigh.
It was then that it did get a little worse. A large gust of wind started to pick up and Fiona was regretting her choice of clothes for the day. She was wearing a pink skirt with a white button up shirt.
Before she had decided to head in, she stopped at a small restaurant to pick up something to eat which happened to be very close to the building she was supposed to go to. So she just decided to walk there. That was when the wind picked up and it ended up blowing her skirt into the air revealing to anyone that was nearby her pair of pink panties.
Fiona blushed madly at the catcalls that she was receiving from many of the people around her. She pushed it down while her face was as red as her eyes were. She heard laughter from behind her and turned to see Van walking in her direction.
"That was quite the sight," he said with a chuckle while walking up to Fiona. "By the way, those were very cute pink panties that you have on," he said with a laugh before being smacked upside the head courtesy of Fiona. He felt that he just had to tease her about that.
"It was not funny!" she yelled running in order to get into the building before her skirt decided to come up again. It was extremely embarrassing for her to have had to go through that just then. She didn't say it but Van's comment just amused her a little since she knew he was only teasing her and that he didn't mean any harm by it.
"Sure it was, but it does make me wonder what other things are under you clothes," he said with his continuous chuckling. He ran into the building just behind Fiona and he couldn't help but admirer how she looked that day.
When Fiona ran inside she was able to breath a sigh of relief letting go of her skirt since she knew that it wouldn't go flying up again. She took a breath before speaking. "Bite me Van. I don't really feel like going through this with you," she said while shaking her head. She wasn't the least embarrassed by Van's comment.
"Nah, I bet you would just love for me to do that anyways," he said with a smirk while they walked side by side towards the elevator. He knew that she was blushing now from all of his comments combined and smirked.
The two of them stepped into the elevator when it came to a stop on the ground floor. They both ended up pressing the same button at the same time in order to go up to the floor that Thomas's office was located on.
Van looked at Fiona who had her head turned away from him out of anger. "Oh come on now. Don't be angry I was only joking, and if you want I will stop," he said with a smile before walking in her direction.
"Fine," she said smiling but she was facing the opposite direction of him so he didn't see it. The elevator suddenly gave a violent shake causing Fiona to stumble back a little and land within the arms of Van. They both ended up falling onto the floor while the elevator came to a stop.
His nose was filled with her fragrant scent and he sighed out of liking for the lovely scent that she was giving off. It was the smell of jasmine just like she had worn all the times he had seen her. "Mmm, you smell nice," he muttered burying his nose within her neck. It was like it didn't even occur to him that the elevator stopped.
Fiona felt his hot breath on the back of her neck and a small gasp escaped her mouth. It sent a tingling feeling within her stomach feeling his breath on her neck and his arms wrapped around her waste, which he did to stop her from falling hard.
"Is everyone ok in there?" came a voice over a loudspeaker in the elevator causing a groan from Van and a blush from Fiona because she thought they had been caught in this awkward position although she wouldn't have minded all that much.
"Yeah, were ok. What happened?" asked Van sliding out from underneath Fiona and standing up after holding the position that they had been in since the elevator stopped. In all honesty he would rather no one had called so maybe he could just stay that way for a long time. He held out his hand for Fiona and helped her up to her feet.
"We are having some electrical problems at the moment and are not sure when the electricity will be back up. We are sorry for the inconvenience," the man in the loudspeaker said to the two of them before it shut off.
'I just knew that things would start to get even worse. Then again...' she thought turning to look at Van but she turned back around. She was so lost in thought that she didn't see the smirk on Van's face while he watched her from the opposite side of the elevator.
Using his speed and agility, Van crossed the elevator before Fiona could even notice and wrapped his arms around her waste. He planned to make the best of things while being stuck in this elevator with Fiona. He heard her gasp and smirked. He figured, 'Screw Thomas, this is too good of an opportunity to pass up.'
"Van," Fiona managed to gasp out once she felt his lips lightly touch the back of her neck. Despite their position and situation, she did not want Van to stop. The feeling of loneliness that she had been having for a while, seemed to disappear when he was around him.
Van was pleased with just the reaction from this simple gesture. He was very curious as to how far he could take this if she would let him so he figured that he would give it a try. It seemed very erotic to do something like this in a public place. He was taken by surprise when she turned around very quickly and her lips came crashing onto his. It wasn't the kiss but the speed in which she did it that surprised him.
Fiona found a need growing inside of her very quickly. She found the man before her to be irresistible and what made it worse was that her actions made him realize that when it came to her. It wasn't something that she minded; it was something that she actually found kind of pleasing. She'd been alone for so long that this was welcomed very easily.
Van suddenly found his back to the wall while Fiona continued to kiss him. His hands roamed up and down her back while he broke the kiss with her mouth and allowed it to trail to different places starting with her chin and then underneath that before he started kissing and sucking at her neck. He heard a moan escape her mouth at the pleasure he was inflicting upon her neck.
Van's hands seemed to have a mind of their own. They ran down her arms, up and down her back, and then landed straight on her ass. He smirked at her lack of a violent reaction. That was what set him and Thomas apart and why she chose him. Van worked her up to that but Thomas just grabbed them. Thomas was too clueless about the way that women things and that was what got him in trouble too many times.
Fiona shrieked a bit when Van suddenly flipped her around so that he back was pressing against his chest. She felt his hands rest upon her stomach and start to travel up and down. They came to a stop upon her breasts and made circling motions upon them drawing out another moan from her mouth.
Van ceased his ministrations on her breasts and started their rounds around her body again. By now her hands were placed on top of his almost as if she was trying to guide him. His hands moved down until they rested upon her thighs at the edge of her skirt. His hands started to come up again slowly bringing the skirt up as well to reveal her pink panties.
Fiona wasn't even the least bit embarrassed about what Van was doing. She was too pleased with his actions. Her panties were already soaked with her juices. They became even wetter when Van's hands moved them in a sensual movement.
Van's hands rubbed the outside of her panties. His hands felt a little wet from the juices that were soaking the panties but he didn't care. He just brought his hands up and licked it off of them with a bright smile. "Delicious," he murmured into her ears causing her to shudder in delight.
Van was about to go back down when the elevator suddenly shook back to life and continued its ascent. Van groaned since he was unable to finish what he started. "Damn it," he grumbled stepping away while Fiona smoothed out her skirt just before they reached the top floor.
The two stepped out of the elevator when it stopped with a clinging sound. The office that they just walked into was rather plain without many things hanging on the walls. The place was quiet except for a woman sitting behind a desk reading a magazine. She did not really look like she was enjoying her job.
Van looked around the place. 'This place reminds me of Thomas. It is completely empty, just like his head,' he thought with a small chuckle. He wished that the electricity was still off so that he could finish what he started with Fiona but fate wasn't helping him and it came back on and now he was stuck in this boring room.
The woman behind the desk looked up to see Van and Fiona walk into the room and she stood up with a bright smile on her face. "Mr. Flyheight! It is so good to see you again," she said with a bright smile.
Van couldn't help but laugh a little nervously. The woman was acting strange like she always did whenever he had to come down here on business and to make it worse, Fiona was giving him these stares that made him feel a little uncomfortable. "Um... yeah. We are kind of here to see Thomas," he tried to speak clearly.
"Oh! Well he is in there," she said not really sounding all that pleased while she pointed to another door that looked rather plain. She didn't seem to have that much of a liking for Thomas with the way that she talked.
"Um... thanks," he said a little unsure. He led the way as the two of them walked into the office to see Thomas with a board look on his face while he tried and failed to balance a pencil on his nose. "There are more productive ways to run this company than to try and balance a pencil on your nose. Like for one you can try and fix the electricity. This is the fifth time since we met that it has gone out while I was in you stupid elevator," Van growled out causing Thomas to look at him.
"I think that I would know how to run this company since I was the one that started it with my invention," bragged Thomas causing the two other occupants in the room to role their eyes at him.
'Obviously not,' thought Van looking at Fiona to see her calm face despite what the two of the just went through in the elevator. 'Got to admirer her control,' he thought with a smirk.
"Tell me Thomas. Where is this Beak system of yours? I am very curious to see how it works," said Fiona looking at Thomas curiously but there was something in her eyes.
"I don't keep it here but I would be glad to show you sometime. I still don't see how your old boyfriend could think that I stole it from him," said Thomas shaking his head. "I was just about to leave. So why don't all of us head out and I can show you both," he said looking at both Van and Fiona who seemed to hold very similar facial expressions. "What's with the two of you?" he asked a little confused. It looked like they were either constipated or annoyed with him.
"Nothing!" said Fiona putting a smile on her face. "Well then, lets go. I would definitely like to see what it is that you made," said Fiona turning around and walking out of the office a little fast.
Thomas was confused but shrugged it off as Van and Fiona followed after her. 'I am sure that Fiona would love to see my creation. Maybe when she sees how good it is then she will come over to me,' Thomas thought dreamily following after her.