Chapter 10: Sneaky Little Queen

Bash watched as she shut the door. He eyed it carefully, stepping to it and raising his hand to mimic knocking. A half smile lit his features as he laughed lightly to himself. Queue 1988 World Series' Fist Pump.

Come on, man. Was God pulling his leg, or something?

Did that seriously, seriously just happen?

He laughed incredously, running his hands through his hair as he bounced off the balls of his feet in excitement.

He made his way to the stairs, grin in place, and went into his room, where he immediately went to the security cameras on his laptop and erased the recorded thirty minutes prior - it wouldn't be good if they were caught then, and he was impressed he in remembered to implement the cover up (he had carefully planned his approach to her room in the very beginning) -and fell into the swiveling chair. He replayed the previous moments in his head, almost convinced he were dead, looking down at his shorts and finally letting the reality sink in.

Holy fucking shit, man. He just had it hot and heavy with the girl he had been coveting for the last year and eight months.

And, if his memory served him right, apparently she loved him.

Holy fucking shit, Bash fist pumped again, shaking his head in a pleased shock. He swiveled in his chair, his boyish grin firm, snapping his fingers and rubbing the back of his neck animatedly as he tried to get his thoughts in order.

Plus, he got a new gun?

Bash felt like a pretty, pretty, fucking lucky guy as he stood and slowly made his way to his bathroom to shower.

Twenty minutes later, Bash laid on top the bed spread of his bed, naked saved a royal blue towel hanging loosely on his hips, one arm resting behind his head as he looked up reviews and articles on his phone. Seeming satisfied, Bash exited out his browser and opened up his messages.

Shaking his head at the group message from his friends ( a collection of "Go get 'Hot Scot'!" and "It's been three hours, our Little Seeby's a man tonight!') Bash smiled as he came upon Mary's name.

He sent her a text, wondering what she was doing. It was only seven thirty eight.

Hey, this is the inbox of Mary, Queen of Scots, isn't it?

Mary had opted to shower as well, and was now laying on her cleaned off bed wrapped in a luxurious purple oversized cotton towel.

Memories and thoughts of what had just happened played over and over in her mind, and she couldn't hide the small squeal of delight as she let them replay in her mind.

Suddenly she heard her phone beeping, she reached over for it and read the message.

A small smile crossed her features as she replied almost instantly.

Why yes, would this happen to be my amazing guard detail, Sebastian?

She sat upright, keeping the towel secured around her body as she looked for an outfit to put on. She glanced at the time, shaking her head as she made her way to her dresser and opted for a pair of black jeans and a dark purple chiffon blouse with a corset style center waist. She finished drying off, before changing into her clothes as she looked for any response back.

Ever so slowly she slid her feet into her black flats, simplistic and yet easy to move around in. She opted for the black long coat she had, and tied it around her waist as she looked around her room. She turned her phone on silent, and slid it into her pocket of her coat as she slipped out of her room. Her gaze drifted directly to the camera that she knew he would be watching, and she flashed a small playful grin towards him.

Once the grin was in place, she slid into the shadows of the hallways, back to her usual attempts to sneak out again.

She made her way silently down the hall, and down the stairwell that would lead her to his chambers.

Part of her wondered if he would catch her? Or if she would be able to make it to his room before he got up from where he was.

Well, if he's amazing, then I think I am.

..

What are your plans Saturday night? Wanna see a movie and grab a bite to eat?

...is what I was going to say originally.

..

Instead attend dinner with me.

8:00 PM Saturday.

Formal Dress. Corsages Mandatory. Pin up Your Hair.

Bash smirked at his phone, and glanced at his laptop beside him. All was clear and quiet.

Well, I am inclined to accept this invitation.

..

I have a beautiful dress, gloves, coat and corsage to wear.

...I can't wait for dinner at 8:00 PM on Saturday with you.

..

What are you doing right now?

Mary put her phone back into her pocket, and continued slinking through the darkened halls. She managed to avoid all the cameras line of sight, and eventually she found herself at his bedroom door. She felt her heart rate quicken.

Slowly she brought her hand to the door, balled it into a fist and knocked twice. She dropped her hand and pulled her black coat up against herself more, rocking on the balls of her feet as she waited to see his reaction to this surprise visit.

You accept as if I was giving you room to refuse?

Ah, is that so...? It's really that beautiful?

I'm not doing anything special.

..

Hold on, there's someone here.

Bash looked to his laptop with a frown. The motion sensors didn't go off once. Who was at his door, one of the men? Bash approached his door, lightly holding the towel to keep it in place. It'd fall if he let it go, and he didn't feel like fixing it. He rotated his shoulders as he answered his door...and raised his brow in surprise.

"...Mary?"

"Well there goes my need to respond to your messages..." Mary said with a shy smile, before she noticed his bare chest and then further down his towel.

She quickly turned her gaze away, her cheeks darkening instantly. "Oh my...I...I'm sorry." She said quickly, raising her hands to her mouth and covering it slightly. She didn't intend to find him in such a state, and yet she found it strangely appealing to her eyes.

"Perhaps...I should let you get dressed..." She said, finally bringing her gaze back to his as she lowered her hands from her mouth. She found herself inching a bit closer though, the sight of him more than she had expected to see this evening. "I take it, your sensors didn't go off? I found a new way to sneak through the castle halls..."

She couldn't take it, and she leaned in the last bit of the way and kissed him before he could even have time to respond. Both her hands moving to rest on his bare chest, as she moved even closer to his form.

"I noticed, I think I may have install thermal sensors," he chuckled as he returned her kiss playfully.

He jolted when she leaned into him and he felt his towel slipping. Grabbing it firmly, he took a step back, "This was almost embarrassing," he laughed, holding out a hand.

"I'm not letting you put me at a disadvantage again, Your Grace. Having you already taken two showers? One more this evening and you'll get sick. Who will be my date then?"

Mary smiled as she looked at him, "Would it bother you if I asked to stay a while?" She questioned as she stepped back some, folding her arms behind her back. She would leave if he said no, but she wanted to stay for a while so that she could enjoy his company.

"And I won't get sick, I'll be prepared for our date." She added, looking up at him as she tilted her head to the side. She kept her gaze away from his bare chest, simply because she didn't wish to put herself in more of a reddened cheek state than she presently was.

"You won't be well prepared if you come in this late. Given everything that's happened," he smirked as he leaned against the door frame. "I'm pretty sure your mother's warned you about going to a boy's room alone, right?" He held up his phone, "You should head back. An alert in the security system goes off if camera footage is edited more than once in a single stretch." Straightening his posture, Bash reached out his hand.

He tucked a stray lock of hair behind Mary's ear. "I'm a text away if you need anything, but I'm aware of you more than ever now. Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm not trying to make any wrong decisions."

Mary gave a small nod, reaching her hand up to catch hold of his. "Mother did warn me, but when have I ever listened to her warnings? I'm a queen...she has no control over me." She said softly, moving his hand to her mouth and kissing it gently. He was right, sleep would suit her best right now, and perhaps tomorrow they would have more time to talk.

"I've got a few things to take care of tomorrow, nothing too major. A few errands to run in preparation for the upcoming events with school." She said, releasing his hand and taking a step backwards. "So I'll see you tomorrow then..." She said softly, smiling sweetly at him.

He nodded, his hand falling to his side. "Naturally." He thought back to the day. It was only Thursday, leaving them two more days until their date. He racked his brain for the information he was seeking.

"Set your alarm for earlier. There's a senior meeting, and though it isn't mandatory, you're going. It'll start fifteen minutes before the first bell. As a faculty member, I'll have to be there much earlier than that, so Jackson will drive you to school tomorrow. But I'll see you there," he added as he regarded her, "and I'll take you wherever you'll need to be."

Mary looked at him, "Alright, I'll be waiting for my pick up." She said, smiling as she took another few steps backwards. "Tomorrow then, goodnight Sebastian." She called as she vanished into the shadows the way she had come.

She made her way quickly and silently back to her room, staying within the shadows and away from the sight of the cameras the best she could. When she got back to her room, she removed her coat and got changed into her pajamas. She sighed softly as she climbed into bed, pulling her phone over and putting it on the charger.

She set her alarm for earlier than usual, and sent out a quick text as well.

..

So tomorrow this meeting, what's it about? I didn't hear about it.

And goodnight, by the way.

..

A smile crossed her features as she laid back in her bed, staring at the ceiling as she prepared for sleep. She was anxious about the upcoming date Saturday night, and actually looked forward to it.

Lying back down in bed, Bash smiled as he typed a reply.

The faculty wants to go over a couple things pertaining to exams for the graduating class (rolls eyes).

'Bout freaking time. I can't wait for you to graduate. I'm sorry to say that thanks to this assignment I have a new appreciation for my former douche bag science teacher. (Laughs).

He sent his message, then noticed one he'd missed.

You going to sleep..?

Mary rolled onto her side, staring at her phone. She laughed at the messages, then paused when she saw the one about sleeping.

Yay, exams. I dread those awful things...

..I'm a little tired, but I have a few too many things on my mind for sleep.

She sent them, than paused and immediately sent another.

What about you?

(Laughs). Yeah, I know. But it seems Reily is a good tutor after all; your grades are much better than they used to be.

I feel pretty wide awake.

What are you thinking about?

(Small laugh). Well I'm thinking about quite a lot actually.

And I'm glad that my grades are better, it means that I'll graduate.

As for what I'm thinking about, that would be you, Sebastian.

Your grades weren't "that" bad.

Oh? Is there 'quite a lot' about me to think about? Good things or bad?

...I like how you wrote that. 'Sebastian' like that. It has a nice ring to it when it's you.

Oh come on, you know how terrible my grades were!

(Laughs). And trust me...the sight of you in that towel...

Maybe I should go to bed...lest I'm unable to sleep at all!

Mary sighed as she turned her gaze to the ceiling of her room, resting her head back onto her pillow. She wasn't sure but at this moment if she kept up talking to him, she wouldn't be able to sleep at all right now.

So this should probably be goodnight, Sebastian.