To her disappointment he punched the elevator button. She sighed and stepped in. As the door closed he hit a button, but the elevator didn't move. He turned and smiled at her. She looked in his eyes and stepped back. He put his hands on the wall behind her and leaned toward her. He hoped she would meet him half way and he was not disappointed. The kiss lingered. It was a good first kiss, a prelude to what could happen next. She wrapped her hands around him and he let her come to him. He didn't want to have any doubt that she wanted this as much as he did.
"As enjoyable as this could become, there are security cameras in this elevator and I don't want this replayed at the staff Christmas party" she whispered in his ear, her breath warm.
"Busted, I noticed on my way in, most of the security cameras are busted in this parking deck. Don't park in here it's not safe." he growled in her ear ,as his hands began to caress her face.
"I'm not worried, not right now, not with a big strong policeman with me." she teased. "You're the one that should be worried, you didn't take the stairs." she was running her hands up and down his back under his jacket
"Me, worried, I've got my own personal physician with me if anything happens" he took the clip out of her hair and let it fall to her shoulders and buried his head in it. She moaned.
"How long will that door stay closed with the hold button punched" she asked, he had pushed her in the corner of the elevator, his mouth devouring hers between words.
"Hey, Hey, is anyone in there, is the elevator busted, Mom, the elevator door won't open. You said I could push the button. I wanna ride the elevator. You promised." as voice screeched from outside the door.
"Sweetie, we can take the stairs."
"Nooo, you promised" The stamping of feet could be heard. Knocking could be heard. The door opened. Holly and Jim walked out. Jim took the steps two at a time.
"So, where's this place you want to have lunch?" he asked as he was buckling his seat belt.
"I'll show you." she said.
She sensed his disappointment, when she didn't remark on the events that had occurred in the elevator. Neither one said much, as she gave him direction. He looked at her questioningly when they pulled into an area he thought was mainly residential. He smirked as he pulled his car into the driveway of a house he knew only someone paid very well in Vegas could afford.
"Very quiet, nice atmosphere, food is divine" She remarked as she stepped out of the car. He followed her up the flagstone path. She turned and faced him before she put the keys in the door.
" This is your point of no return, buster, I don't do this, bring a man I barely know home in the middle of the day." She stammered, her accent deep now, it was driving him crazy the way she softened her vowels and left off the ending of words. He kissed her earlobe. She pushed him back
"Jim, Please I'm not kidding…" now his hands were taking the keys and unlocking the door. She pushed it open with her back and they practically fell into the foyer. He kicked it shut with his foot. She took his hand and led him though the house to a bedroom, off the kitchen. He was loosening his tie and she was slipping off her shoes as they walked.
She helped him finish taking off his tie, his jacket had been shed on the way to the bedroom. She began to unbutton his shirt and slip it over his shoulders. He continued to kiss her lips, her neck ,her ears and run his fingers through her hair. She unbuckled his pants and began to help him off with his undershirt. She traced the scar she had put on his chest. She lifted his hand to the spot her heart was wildly beating.
"Now you have my heart in your hand" She whispered.