"Will," Alicia hissed as she saw him open his mouth, about to yell at the young couple in their office but she grasped onto his arm quickly and pulled him back down the corridor as he snickered to himself quietly. "Just give them two more minutes."
"I didn't know you were quite the romantic," Will informed Alicia and she raised a brow at the lawyer.
"Well I think when they just wanted a moment," Alicia said. "We could give them that. You're just too much of an interferer."
"You think so?" he asked her, moving closer to her as he did so and she shook her head.
"Not here Will," she said simply.
"Those two are," he said, pointing back to Cary's office and she chuckled, hitting him lightly on the chest.
"Them two don't have two children and a husband," she said. "We need to keep this low."
"I can do that," Will assured her. "But you're a spoil sport."
...
"We're in the middle of the office," Cary whispered to Isabelle as he leaned in closer to her, his hand moving around to cup her neck, making sure she couldn't draw back from him.
"We're technically on the right hand side," she told him and he managed to shrug awkwardly.
"Irrelevant," he said.
"But there's no one here," Isabelle whispered to him. "Only Will and Alicia down the hallway."
"Hmm," Cary grunted in agreement, moving his other hand to hold onto her waist lightly as she held onto. "So you don't think this is wrong?"
"I think it will be too late," Isabelle said, "in another second."
She pressed her lips to his softly and Cary held her gently as she wrapped her hands into his hair and closed her eyes, allowing him to manipulate his mouth against hers and she didn't object at all. She pressed herself closer to him, allowing him to press her back up against his wall before the two of them parted and Isabelle looked at Cary as he pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear again and he rested his hand onto her cheek. She looked down onto the floor, her eyes detached from any emotion as she fidgeted in trying to get away from Cary's hold.
"I think we should be going," Isabelle told Cary simply and she backed away from him, grabbing her coat and purse before moving out into the main office where she saw Will and Alicia making their way. Cary stood in his office, looking out of the glass window and he remained still, watching as Isabelle looked down at the floor. She had scampered from that room quicker than he could even begin imagine. Cary angrily picked up his briefcase and walked over to the three of them, hitting the button for the elevator.
"We ready?" he asked with a snap, standing beside Isabelle but not looking at her whilst Will and Alicia looked at the pair of them.
...
"I'm off on my lunch," Isabelle informed Cary once they had come back from court for an hour and he was in his office, looking through paperwork.
"Fine," he said without saying anything.
"Do you want anything?" she tried to be pleasant to him and he shook his head;
"No."
"Okay then," Isabelle replied and moved off to the elevator with Maria in tow, the pair of them gossiping about nothing he imagined. Did she forget she had a drug dealer after her? Did she just want to go out into the city like nothing could hurt her? Slamming his pen onto his desk, Cary shut his eyes and ran his hands over his face, wondering why she had ran from his office without another word earlier. He hadn't been the one to instigate the kiss. In fact, she was the one who kept on pressing her body to his. He had just simply gone with it.
...
"You're eating chips," Maria informed Isabelle once their order had come in the local cafe down the road where most of the businessmen from their area of town ate. Isabelle drank on the water in front of her and she shrugged once.
"I am aware," she told her friend. "I kissed Cary."
"Excuse me?" Maria snapped, spluttering her white wine which she wasn't supposed to be drinking on her lunch hour.
"I kissed him," Isabelle said.
"I heard that bit," Maria said. "I was just checking my ears weren't playing me up...why did you do that? I thought he was an arse who couldn't do anything right and had far too much sugar in his coffee?"
"He was and he does have too much sugar! He uses all of it in the office," Isabelle replied with a nod. "I just...he's been really nice to me the last couple of days..."
"Since when?" Maria asked with a snort.
"Just..." Isabelle began but shook her head. She didn't want Maria to know anything about her past and she wasn't going to tell her anything. "He just has."
"And what did he think to it?" Maria said, picking at the fish which was on her plate, wrinkling her nose at the bone she found.
"I don't know," Isabelle said, popping a chip into her mouth.
"What do you mean you don't know?" Maria said through a mouthful of fish. "Did he not say anything like 'oh my God Is...you're such a great kisser'...or 'we should totally just have sex'?"
"You're unbelievable you know that?" Isabelle checked with her friend.
"No," she said. "All the girls in that office would have died to have Cary Agos in their control."
"Now you're being melodramatic."
"I'm not," she shook her head. "So why didn't he say anything?"
"I kind of just left the room," Isabelle shrugged and Maria dropped her fork with a clatter.
"Excuse me?" she said. "You just left him stood there?"
"Well yeah," Isabelle replied. "I didn't know what to say and I panicked."
"You do not do that!" Maria snapped. "Guys may pretend that they don't care when a girl says nothing about a kiss but it is all lies...they like to know if she enjoyed it so that they can do it again and when you run away then you just damage their confidence."
"And where did you learn that?"
"Cosmo magazine," Maria tossed her hair to the side and shrugged, looking into Isabelle's eyes. "You need to apologise to Cary."
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