Noir et Blanc
Chapter: 3
Pairing: Robert & Holly
Rating: PG
It was six o'clock when Robert knocked on the door of Holly's apartment. Within a few moments it opened to reveal a very glamourous Holly in a red velvet dress, showing off even more of her incredible figure than when she was at headquarters. All of the sudden his mouth became dry and he couldn't seem to find any words.
"Are you alright, Robert?" she asked, concerned.
"Yes." he finally managed to get out. "It's just that you look so...incredible beautiful."
Holly smiled. "Thank you." she replied. "And you look very dashing, but where's your bow tie?"
Robert reached in his coat pocket. "I couldn't tie the thing." he complained. "Do I have to wear it?"
She took the tie from his hand. "You most certainly do." she said as she put it around his neck and began tying it. "You can't show up at the Quartermaine's soiree half dressed."
He caught one of her hands in his and brought it up to his lips, very softly kissing the back of it. "I don't know what I would do without you, sugar."
The moment his lips touched the back of her hand she felt electricity shooting throughout her entire body. He was so delicate, so sweet, such a gentlemen. "I think you would be lost." she smiled. "And always late."
Robert smiled brightly, bright enough to light up the entire state of New York. And his dimples just added to his undeniable charm. He had a sort of magical twinkling in his eyes. His touch was so gentle, so delicate, so soft. And the way in which he touched her made her melt, the kind of touch that made her go dry in some places and wet in others.
He found himself moving forward, closer to her and then without realizing it his hand was on her face, gently stroking the soft skin he found there. She was extraordinary in every way imaginable and the only thing he could think of was taking her in his arms and never letting her go.
It was as if the temperature in the room had went up about a million degrees. They struggled to breathe. It was as if they were trapped in a steam room in the middle of summer. They had never been so hot and bothered in their entire lives. And the room seemed to be getting smaller and smaller because they were suddenly so close that the only thing they could see and touch was each other.
Robert tilted her chin up with his fingertips and then moved his mouth to cover hers. Her lips were soft and full and he slowly and softly kissed the top and then the bottom. Holly wrapped her arms around his neck as her lips parted ever so slightly, allowing him to deepen their kiss. After several long, indulgent moments they finally broke apart breathless, terrified and amorous.
"We should probably get going, doll." he finally said. "We don't want to be late. I'd hate to think we put on these glad rags for nothing."
They spent the entire car ride over to the Quartermaine's trying to avoid any topic of conversation that could possibly lead back to what had happened only moments earlier in Holly's apartment. She was so dazed by it all that she didn't know rather or not it really happened or if she imagined the entire thing. He was still in a bit of a shock, he had finally done what he had been longing to do since the day she stepped into his office. They had finally kissed after months and months of flirting and dancing around each other.
They arrived at the Quartermaine's to find it packed with every single important person in the state of New York. Champagne and caviar and hobnobbing with the rich wasn't the way that Robert wanted to spend the evening with Holly, well, the champagne and the caviar would have worked just fine. He never took his eyes off of her the entire night long and he couldn't stop thinking about their kiss and hoped that it was still on her mind as well.
After the party the car took them to the pier where he intended to walk her home in the moonlight. It was just a social event and not anything real but having her on his arm for the entire night made him the happiest he had been in a really long time. They walked together closely in the cool midnight air, holding on to each other a bit tightly. And when they finally arrived at her apartment he knew it was the moment of truth, the moment he found out rather or not he really stood a chance with her.
"Thank you." she said with a warm, inviting smile. "I had a wonderful time."
"Even with the stuff ole Quartermaine's?" he asked, returning her smile.
"Yes." she replied. "Even at the Quartermaine's."
Robert wanted to kiss her again, he wanted to kiss her more than anything in the entire world. Deciding he had absolutely nothing to lose but his dignity he drew her into his strong, masculine arms. Holly practically melted into him. She didn't need any coaxing. Their lips came together and they got swept away in it all. The passion, the lust, the want, the need, the desire.
Still having a little of their self control left, they broke apart, their lips red and swollen. Holly backed away from Robert, running her finger across her bottom lip. "I think you should go." she said. "Before things get out of hand."
tbc...