Chapter Three - Adventures in the interview room
He watched the tiny blonde for a moment. Her fingers twisted around the strap of the camera. It seemed that her mind was back to the job now, she had been daydreaming previously, he was curious to know what about in fact he was very curious to know who it had been about. He watched her fingers twirl, thinking about the fun that they could have together with a camera. He shook his head, feeling guilty at the thought. He really shouldn't be thinking about her in this way. But it was so hard, especially when it seemed that everything she did, led to more improper thoughts inside his head.
She offered him some chocolate before breaking a piece of and sucking it seductively, she didn't even realise what she was doing to him. He tried to ignore her but all he could think of was what would happen if he kissed her right then. He tried in vain to stare out the window, he thought of anyone else but her, but she really was doing her best to pop back into his thoughts. Its a good job she doesn't know what I'm thinking, he thought.
"This is pointless! Come on lets go!" She said, looking at him.
"Your turn to make the coffee anyway!" He said cheekily back to her. She glared at him playfully.
They returned back to the station in a few minutes, it was very quiet, there wasn't anyone in CID. Sam seemed to disappear as soon as they got back. Trying to get out of making the coffee, he said to himself. He sat at his desk for a while, immersing himself in paperwork. His mind kept wandering though, he imagined her tiny hands twirling around his hair. He should go home, there was no point staying here now, Sam had obviously pushed off home. He sulked down the corridor, Sam watched him walk towards her. As soon as he was level with her, she pulled him into the interview room with her.
"Wh ... What are you doing? He asked surprised.
"I thought you'd gone home!" She locked the door and leant against it. She looked him in the eye, her eyes shining brightly in the dim light. He looked at her attire, gasping slightly. She was originally wearing a long black coat but she quickly rid herself of that, leaving Phil completely gobsmacked with the black lace that remained along with killer high heels.
She walked to him slowly, standing so closely to him that he could feel her warm breath on his neck. She smiled, loving the effect that she was having on him. He stared at her, he was in total heaven, he could smell her jasmine perfume engulfing them both. She leant up towards him, almost on tip toes, to kiss him. He stood still for a moment before kissing her back, his hands resting on her waist. She pulled away from him suddenly.
"I think you're a little overdressed!" She said, smirking, beginning to pull at his clothes. He was surprised at her eagerness and wondered if this was indeed a dream. No it couldn't be! This was real. He could smell and taste.
"Alright, down girl!" He said as she began to grow impatient that she couldn't get his clothes off fast enough. He leant down to kiss her again.
She jumped up into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist. He balanced her against the wall as he kissed her harder, his tongue trailing down her throat while she moaned softly, whispering his name.
"I want you!" She whispered softly to him. This was all the encouragement he needed as he pressed hard against her, making her moan louder...He was brought back to reality by the sound of his mobile ringing. He fumbled with it, answering to Neil.
"No there's been nothing so far!" He hoped. He hadn't exactly been paying close attention for the past 15 minutes.
"Ok well we'll stay for another 20 minutes or so, maybe we'll get out and have a look around." He agreed. He put his phone back into his jacket pocket as he tried to remember his dream. He wanted to remember and savour every moment of it but already details were failing him. He still remembered the important parts though!
She dropped the pen that she was playing with in her hands. She leant forward to pick it up off of the floor. Phil saw a tiny tattoo on the small of her back, partially covered by the black lace of her underwear. Again his thoughts strayed to his dream. He shouldn't be thinking about her in this way, he told himself again. But it seemed that everywhere he turned, he thought of them together. He was beginning to get hot as his thoughts turned again to her underwear, or lack of as in his dream.
"I'm er going to go for a walk, can't stand staying still for long."
"Oh ok, I'll join you!" She smiled, a strand of honey blondeness falling onto her face, his heart melted, he smiled back.
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