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5. Gillian's porn face.

"'Now I know your porn face darlin' ." Cal whispered gruffly into her hair. He inhaled deeply and her scent flooded his senses. He couldn't quite pick what it was; a mixture of vanilla, coconut and something distinctly Gillian.

Cal was still upset about last night, about how she left, the way she just ran out on him. He could tell by the look on her face she was terrified of something, but he wasn't sure of what exactly. He saw how scared she looked, and it broke his heart that he had done that to her.

Cal knew he had been an ass to her over past couple of months; jeopardising their company, getting involved with Internal Affairs and Wallowski. He was effectively the young boy in the school yard, trying to gain attention from the girl he had a crush on by pulling her pigtails and pushing her around.

"Always knew you had a bit of a kinky side luv," he said as he brushed her hair to the side and inspected his handy work. He smirked to himself.

Gillian immediately retuned her attention to the screen and reached out to turn it off. Cal was faster and had stilled her hands before she had the chance.

"Cal," she warned trying to sound firm, only to have it come out as a breathless whisper.

"Now wait just a sec luv'. We're 'bout to get to that good part," he replied, moving her hands so that he held both of them in his left.

"You see your face there darlin'," he said as he pointed to the screen with his right.

Cal pressed a few buttons on the keyboard. The screen zoomed in on Gillian's face and the footage began to play in slow motion.

Cal moved to Gillian's side; he wanted to watch her face and gage her reaction. He pulled out a chair beside her and brought it close, leaving no room between them.
He kept her hands still within his left as he placed his right on her knee; using his thumb Cal traced tiny patterns on her exposed skin. He felt her muscles quiver under his touch
and drew his eyes up to meet hers. Leaning in, he edged his face closer to her, as he slowly worked his fingers under the hem of her dress.

"You tell me now, that you weren't enjoyin' it luv because that look right there, tells me otherwise," he challenged with a slight tilt of his head.

Gillian looked to where Cal was indicating. There was no denying that the look on her face was one of pleasure, but it wasn't that simple. She wasn't just about to forget all he had put her through recently. Keeping her in the dark, man whoring himself around while he expected her to sit by quietly and watch him self-destruct; taking everything they had built, with him.

Did he expect her to watch as he went from one woman to the next? When she tried to warn him he accused her of being disloyal, he chose the cop he could squeeze over his own partner, his best friend.

Gillian cringed slightly. She had gone and become another one of his conquests; she had given herself to him. She hated herself, hated that she had let herself slip. Granted she wanted him, but not like this. Not like that, especially since she knew Wallowski was still in the picture. Gillian knew Cal was still asking her to do him favours, whatever that meant.

She felt his fingers graze the inside of her thigh and she gasped slightly. She closed her eyes savouring the feeling for a second. She shook her head gently and tried to calm herself. Gillian cursed her body for reacting so easily to him. She slowly opened her eyes to meet his heated gaze, as he looked back at her expectantly, a smirk on his lips.

She shifted in her seat and straightened her shoulders. Gillian felt Cal's grip loosen on her and used the opportunity to free her hands. She quickly halted his wandering fingers by gripping his arm tightly. She wasn't going to let him go any further. Her mind was no longer clouded and she was well aware he was using her body's response against her.

"Cal," she warned again and attempted to pull his hand out from beneath her dress. He clenched his fingers around her thigh and grinned as he leaned into her. His lips stopped millimetres from hers.

Gillian swallowed hard as his breath mingled with her own, and watched as his eyes hungrily took in her lips.

"Yes, Foster," he drawled, his tone low and raw.

Cal's use of her surname allowed her to keep her focus and not become lost in the feeling of his hands, the taste of his breath. She waited until he brought his eyes back up to meet hers and she held them. She moved her free hand between them and placed it gently on his chest.

"Stop," she whispered firmly as she tried to use her eyes to convey the seriousness of her tone. "If you want to talk, we will, but later. This isn't the time or the place to be doing this," she told him gently.

"Is that so luv, raincheck then?" he asked as his eyes danced with amusement.
"How 'bout a bit of a preview now then, ay'?" he suggested smugly. His free hand griped the back of her head and pulled her towards him. Cal pressed his lips to hers holding her head firmly in place. He ran his tongue, across her bottom lip and smiled when he felt her lips begin to part. He heard Torres and Loker approach the lab and felt her stiffen.

Gillian heard the voices, followed by the latch of the door. She gathered her strength and pushed against him in a frenzied panic as Eli and Ria entered the lab. Cal stumbled slightly and leaned back in his chair. His hand came to rest on her knee.

Loker and Torres turned to each other, a questioning look on both their faces.

"Uhh.. are we interrupting?" Loker asked. "Because we can come back when you two are done," he added with a smirk. It was obvious they had just walked in on something and from the little Ria had told him, he couldn't help himself.

Cal lounged back in the seat, a cocky grin adorning his face. "Nah, we were just discussin' our next meetin'," He told them as he gave Gillian's knee a gentle squeeze. "Weren't we Foster?"

"Are you sure? We can come back when you have finished... uh... discussing," Loker replied slightly amused.

Gillian glanced at Cal as she ran her palms over her thighs, smoothing down the fabric of her dress. She pushed his hand off her knee.
Fixing a smile, she turned to face their young employees. Ria caught her eye and silently asked if everything was all right.

Gillian gave a slight nod. "We were waiting for you two so we could start reviewing the footage," she told Loker simply. "So why don't you take a seat so we can start," she said turning back to the desk.

"Someone's in a mood," Loker said under his breath and Ria jabbed him with her elbow.

"Ouch, what was that for?" He turned to look at Ria.

"Just shut up. You know you can be an ass sometimes," she said brushing past him to stand in front of Gillian.

"They didn't have triple choc chip, so I got you the double," she said offering her an apologetic smile.

Ria could see that the older woman was definitely flustered over what had transpired previous to her and Loker interrupting. She placed Gillian's coffee down on the desk in front of her. Her breath caught suddenly in her throat and she let out a surprised gasp.

Gillian immediately turned to Ria and saw the shocked expression on the girl's face. She followed her line of sight and her eyes widened as she saw the screen.

Recovering quickly, Ria looked at Gillian then to Cal unable to speak. She turned her body to block Loker's view of the monitor in front of her.

Cal saw the expression on Gillian's face, watched how Torres tried to shield her and the monitor from Loker's view. He was all for pushing Gillian's buttons, but he wasn't about to let Loker see what was on the screen. It wouldn't help him with Gillian, and she deserved more that that. She wasn't something to be ogled at, and he wasn't about to let her to become office gossip.

Gillian was never a flaunt it if you have it kind of woman, and Cal loved that about her. She was sexy without even knowing it, and he wanted to keep at least some of her virtue intact.

Cal pushed himself from the chair and gave her shoulder a light squeeze.

"Oi Loker. I need ya to look at somethin'," he said as he walked over to him, backing him towards the door.

"Ay luv, we'll talk later yeah? Forgot I needed this one for the afternoon," he said motioning to Loker, as he caught her eye. "You all right with that, Gill?" he asked gently.

Gillian nodded and her heart warmed slightly at the use of her nick name. "Yeah, we're good here," she replied, thanking him with a small smile. "Later is fine," she said as she watched him disappear out the door.

Ria looked down at Gillian and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. It felt odd comforting her boss. Gillian was usually the one to hold it all together and make everything better.

Leaning across the desk, she switched of the monitor as she avoided looking at the screen. She had always thought Gillian to be a modest, private person, and she wanted to avoid making her even more uncomfortable. She could only imagine the embarrassment she felt especially after she had walked in on them last night, and now this.

Ria's heart broke for the older woman. She looked like a lost child, and she watched as a myriad of emotions flickered across her face. She saw the fear, the love, and the anguish Gillian was grappling with, the torment she was suffering evident on her face.

"Are you ok Gillian?" Ria asked gently

"I'm okay," Gillian whispered softly. She looked up at the young woman with a fixed smile. "I'll be fine," she told her. She wasn't sure who she was trying to convince more; Ria or herself. Honestly, her head was a mess and she needed to talk to Cal. She had no idea what was going on between them. What did he expect from her? What did she honestly expect from him?

"He loves you. You know that right?" Ria asked softly interrupting Gillian's thoughts.

"I know," she whispered as she looked down at her lap. "It's complicated Ria. There is so much at risk... I... I just don't know," Gillian told her honestly.

"If anyone can make Lightman happy, it's you, Gillian. He's different with you; he would do anything for you. You've seen the lengths he goes to, to protect you. I wouldn't normally stand up for him, because you deserve so much more, but I see the way you look at him. You love him."

Gillian looked up at the young woman; a profound sadness swelling inside her chest. Was she ready to let him in, to risk everything and give them a chance? Would he change? Would he end up hurting her? Was she willing to risk her heart? Or was it already too late?

Gillian took a shaky breathe and looked back at Ria. "Sometimes, love just isn't enough."

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