Picard had called a quick meeting to discuss the planet's situation.
As he walked, Soren put his middle finger inside the clip of his e-pen. He clipped his finger again and again, feeling the pain, letting the pain focus him. Deanna would be at the briefing. He hadn't seen her since she had pounced on him and then pushed him out abruptly. He didn't understand women, but he would happily die trying, he thought. Pain shot through his finger again and he mouthed an 'Oww' before entering the turbo lift.
Soren had arrived early to brief his boss who reported to Picard and then, once the room was full, he sought out Deanna. They were standing more or less at the back of the audience.
'Thank you for coming. We're facing a very delicate situation. I will need some creative ideas, no matter how improbable.'
As Picard went on, Deanna swayed in front of him, the tension tingling between them.
Slowly but deliberately, Deanna put her hand on his forearm, and as he lent down she whispered in his ear: 'Tell me something dirty.'
She turned back to the speaker as his eyes widened in surprise.
He lent down to her ear-level. 'What I wouldn't give to put my hands on that ass right now.'
He felt her smile in front of him, as he stood back up and pretended he was concentrating on what the speaker was talking about. He glanced sideways but so far they were unnoticed. People would be beginning to notice that they were spending time together. Not that he would mind. It was Deanna he was considering.
He was very glad that she was flirting with him. It made his day just to be close to her.
His knee shook slightly and Deanna gave him a quick look of amusement as he stood straight again. He was nervous just being around her!
The briefing ended and nothing else was said between them. He would have to wait until she let him know he could see her. He would leave a message on her office phone.
As Soren entered the cafeteria, Deanna and Berley were just getting up from where they had lunched. As Soren approached them, she laughed quietly as if enjoying a joke. Aiming for dashing, Soren stepped aside to allow them to pass. Beverly thanked him, not knowing his name. Deanna gave him a quick flash of her eyes.
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