Author's note: This was originally intended to be a oneshot, but I thought the story had potential to go forward. Please read and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Lie to Me or its characters, Rihanna's "Only Girl (In the World)", or MGMT's "Electric Feel"
Electric Feel
It was a few days after Cal had surprised her with the iPod and Gillian was in her office. She was going through the finances and making sure that everything on the expense report was in order. Torres poked her head in and knocked softly.
"Hey, Dr. Foster."
"Ria, how are you?"
Gillian looked up from the paperwork and motioned Torres to come in. Ria entered and sat across from her.
"Oh, I'm fine. I just wanted to talk about something that's been bugging me."
Gillian smiled encouragingly at the younger woman.
"You know I'm happy to listen. What's on your mind?"
"Well, Loker has been acting…weird lately. I was hoping you'd have some advice on how I should deal with the situation."
Looking a bit confused, Gillian nodded.
"It might help if you tell me the whole story."
Ria blushed and glanced away and then back at her boss.
"Loker and I had sex, once, and it was cool at first, but he found out that I was going on a date tonight and I think he's jealous. But he and I aren't even dating, it was just the one night. Now I'm afraid I've screwed our entire working relationship up."
"Well, it's tough to deal with separating personal and work lives sometimes."
"How do you and Lightman do it?"
"We've worked together for years now, it gets easier. Our friendship is important, but we both know that the business comes first, even if it's hard to see that at first."
Torres just looked at her for a minute. Gillian cocked her head to the side with a question in her eyes.
"That's not really what I meant. I mean, yeah I'd like to think Loker and I are friends as well as colleagues, but the whole game changes when you've seen someone naked. I was asking how you and Lightman can get along so well, work with each other everyday."
"What do you mean? You don't think- Cal and I have never- He does not think of me that way! We've never slept together!"
Gillian was blushing furiously and Ria's face was bright red. Torres began to stutter as she stood.
"I…well I'm…oh God! It just seemed like…like you two are so intimate! You're always touching, a-a-and kissing and you argue like you're married! I'm so sorry, I just assumed."
"I think you should just talk to Loker about this, Torres. I'm going to forget we had this conversation."
"OK, me too!"
Ria practically ran to the door. She stopped at the last minute and looked back at Foster who was moving papers and pens around her desk like she was trying to look busy.
"One thing, though. Lightman definitely thinks of you that way."
With that she left and Gillian just stared at the empty doorway for a few moments. She shook her head to bring herself back to reality. Torres was seeing things. It would be easy for her to see the affection Cal had for her as his best friend and mistake it for something more. There was a part of her though, that couldn't help but hope Torres was right. Unrequited love sucked most of the time, but she preferred it to being turned down or pitied.
Just as she started looking over the expense report again, Loker popped in.
"Dr. Foster, I just wanted to let you know I'm heading out for the night. Torres already left."
Gillian studied his face. She saw anger, hurt and regret mixed in with hope.
"Alright, Loker."
He turned around.
"Hey."
Loker glanced over his shoulder at her.
"She's a handful, but you two make a good team. Regardless of anything else, keep that in mind."
His eyes widened momentarily before he schooled his expression and nodded to her then left. Foster sighed and then smiled. Those two would work it out, she just knew it. She decided she needed company so she walked down the hall to Cal's office. He was sitting at his desk, his chair turned sideways. Staring at nothing in particular on the wall, he had an expression of intense contemplation on his face. She took a moment to just look at him. She could look at that face for hours and be content. She didn't have the same need to analyze every little thing that crossed someone's face as he did. She just liked to look at him. She cleared her throat softly and Cal turned towards her, a smile alighting on his mouth, his eyes. Gillian smiled back and came to rest her hip on his desk, a few inches from him. He looked up at her, his eyes taking in the way her blue eyes glowed with warmth, the sweet curve of her pink lips, the way her lashes cast a fanned shadow on her cheeks. Gorgeous.
"What's on your mind then, love?"
"Nothing in particular. What are you up to?"
He tilted his head to the side, a small smile coming to his lips.
"Nothing in particular. I was indulging in your vice for a little while earlier."
Gillian laughed and he wanted to bottle that sound and keep it in his heart forever. That laughter was one of his favorite sounds.
"Oh, and whom were you listening to? Lady Gaga, perhaps? Or maybe some Lil' Wayne?"
Her grin was infectious.
"No to both of those. And what kind of name is Lady Gaga, anyway? I was actually listening to a band that Em's got me liking."
"Well let's hear it. I might like it."
With a few clicks of the mouse, a song started to play softly out of his computer's speakers. He turned the volume up a bit.
Gillian found herself wanting to dance within the first few seconds of the song. It was funky and electronic and something about it made her think of sex. She loved it. Cal could tell she wanted to move, so he stood up and grabbed her hand, pulling her in front of the desk and starting to move to the music before she could protest.
All along the western front
People line up to receive
She got the power in her hands
To shock you like you won't believe
Saw her in the Amazon
With the voltage running through her skin
Standing there with nothing on
She gonna teach me how to swim
Gillian laughed self consciously and shook her head at Cal trying to get her to dance.
"Come on, darling. You can't leave me hanging like this. I'm making a fool of myself for you. Dance with me."
He twirled her and she gave up fighting the urge to move. She put one hand on his shoulder and began to move her hips in time with the music. Cal was doing what most guys do, the shuffle, moving from one foot to the other in time with the music.
"Cal, you've got better moves than that!"
"Of course I do, but I thought we'd dance first and then move on to that."
He waggled his eyebrows at her with a mischievous smile and she swatted him playfully on the arm
I said ooh girl
Shock me like an electric eel
Baby girl
Turn me on with your electric feel
I said ooh girl
Shock me like an electric eel
Baby girl
Turn me on with your electric feel
Gillian kicked her shoes off and her eyes drifted shut as she swayed with the music. Cal's hand on her waist moved around to the small of her back and pulled her a bit closer to him. He was going to have to be careful with this one. He was already getting aroused by the sight of her body moving in that little green dress she was wearing. And for some reason the hot pink nail polish on her toes made his brow sweat a little. The hidden depths of Gillian Foster were proving to be his undoing.
All along the eastern shore
Put your circuits in the sea
This is what the world is for
Making electricity
You can feel it in your mind
Oh, you can do it all the time
Plug it in and change the world
You are my electric girl
"This is a great song, Cal."
"Well you've definitely made me like it more."
Her eyes drifted open and she smiled lazily at him while her hips kept the beat for them. His other hand had somehow ended up on her ribs, just underneath her breast. If he moved his thumb a fraction he could touch the underside of that sweet curve. Instead he grabbed her hand and spun her. He wasn't expecting her to come all the way back to him and end up with her back to his front, her sweet little bum cradled in his thighs. Still, she continued to move and sway in his arms and he had to concentrate on keeping his arousal to himself. Easier said than done when the friction coupled with her scent (honey and pears) was making him feel particularly randy at the moment.
I said ooh girl
Shock me like an electric eel
Baby girl
Turn me on with your electric feel
I said ooh girl
Shock me like an electric eel
Baby girl
Turn me on with your electric feel
Gillian was feeling extremely warm. Cal's hands had moved to her hips and she could feel him unintentionally pressing her behind into his hips. She knew that if he looked into her eyes right now, he would see complete arousal. Her pupils would be dilated, her nostrils flaring, her lids heavy, respiration up. She didn't want him to see the affect he had on her so she kept her back to him. She had noticed that something rather…firm was pressing into her, but she chalked that up to her bottom being where it was and him being a man. She couldn't help the small shudder that tingled up her spine at the thought of him actually pressing his hard length deep inside of her. At this rate she wouldn't need any foreplay, he would have met with no resistance from her.
Do what you feel now
Electric feel now
Do what you feel now
Electric feel now
Do what you feel now
Electric feel now
Do what you feel now
Electric feel now
As the music came to an end and they stopped moving together, Cal kept his hands on her hips a moment longer. Then he abruptly released her. She turned around and he grinned at her. She smiled back, the tingling arousal flowing over her skin. She was trying very much to keep any signs of how she was feeling off of her face. She was so busy concentrating on that, she missed Cal doing the same thing.
"I told you you'd dance with me soon, Gill."
He smirked at her and she shook her head.
"Actually you said you "hoped" we'd dance soon. I gave in because I didn't want you to feel foolish. I know how that feels."
Cal slung an arm over her shoulder and pulled her close, kissing the top of her head and breathing in her scent.
"Well thank you for the dance, love. You should put that song on your new iPod."
She kissed his cheek before moving to pick up her shoes.
"I think I will. Right now, though, I need to go home. I'm starving and we've got meetings with potential clients all morning tomorrow, so we both need our rest."
"You go on, I've got a few things to finish up."
"Cal, don't work too hard. You'll be grumpy tomorrow and I don't like grumpy."
"I know, I know. Go on, I'll be done in a bit and home before too long. Goodnight, love."
"Goodnight."
Gillian left, going to her office to grab her coat and purse, then out the doors of The Lightman Group and down to her car. When she got home, she ate some leftover Chinese food, showered and got into bed. Tossing and turning, she couldn't fall asleep for anything. Hers and Cal's dance replaying in her mind. It had been a friendly encounter, nothing more, but she couldn't seem to forget the way his hands felt as they skimmed her hips, whispered down her side. His warm breath on the back of her neck, his scent, all of it combined to make her feel like she was on fire. She groaned and laughed mockingly.
"He doesn't want you the way you want him, Gillian. Get a grip, and forget about it."
She finally fell asleep after twenty more minutes of tossing, but her dreams were not restful. If anything they only served to frustrate her even more.
Cal simply sat in his office reliving the feeling of having her in his arms. It had been heaven and hell. It had felt so right and natural, holding her. But the torture of her body pressed against his when in her mind it was just a friendly dance…God he wanted her. Grabbing his jacket, he left the building and drove home still thinking of her. Eating cold spaghetti and drinking a beer while he watched the news did not prove to be distraction enough. He had another beer and then another, and finally a welcome fuzziness enveloped his brain and he could finally think about something besides Gill. He fell asleep on the couch, and dreamed of Gillian standing nude on the beach, currents of electricity running over her skin. He reached for her and she beckoned him closer, smiling wickedly at him as she ran her hand over her breasts and down her stomach. Finally he was standing close enough to touch her and he moved his lips to hers. The shock of her lips woke him up. He groaned and moved to the bedroom, prepared for a night of very little sleep.