Jemma + Grant Ch3
Jemma just wanted to avoid Grant, but she couldn't. He seemed to be everywhere she turned, and the times she couldn't seem him, she would swear she could feel his eyes on her. If it was anyone else she would have felt creeped out but with Grant it put a little fire in the belly. She enjoys the feeling.
Grant couldn't help but watch her, is just so intriguing to him and she had hooked him and he wasn't sure that he wanted to get off the hook. He knows she is avoiding him, but being a specialist he knows how to watch her without her even knowing he was there, although he almost got caught by Skye.
She missed their early morning meetings, but seeing as though she was the one avoiding that situations it's her own fault.
She was working late in the lab one night when her peace was interrupted by someone beating the crap out of the punching bag. She should have known it was Grant, but she still found herself going out to shout at whoever it was. She froze when she show him, he was shirtless and his torso was glistening with sweat. If gods were real Jemma thought, that's definitely what they would look like Grant Ward.
"Do you have to do that right now?" Jemma asked trying to mask her arousal with anger, god she sounded British Jemma thinks to herself. Grant whirled around in shock and to Jemma's surprise lost his balance and fell.
"I didn't know anyone was still awake" Grant replied standing up.
"How could you not know I was awake, you have to walk past the lab to get out here." Jemma retorted
"You weren't in there, I checked." Grant said and clearly knew he said too much.
"You checked?" Jemma asked.
"You seem to be avoiding me so I decided to check to make sure I wasn't going to disturb you" Grant answered.
"How thoughtful of you Agent Ward. As you can see I am working and you are disturbing me" Jemma replied making sure to look Grant directly in the eye, because his body was very distracting. Grant took a step towards her and Jemma went to talk a step back but found her feet doing to opposite movement. Grant closed the distance between them, wrapping one arm around her waist to pull her too him, cupping one cheek and pulling her into a spine tinging kiss. Their moment was interrupted when Jemma made contact with wall and brought her back to reality and made a quick exit.
Grant had simmering fire in his belly from the moment Jemma's lips had touched his cheek. He decided the resolve was to kiss her and see if it would end the torment, of what it would be like to really kiss her. Expect her as wrong, there was now an inferno burning within him now and it was all for Jemma. Now what was he going to do.