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The kiss stayed with Effie for the rest of the night.
'What the hell was I thinking'
Spinning in her thoughts.

Haymitchs room was still silent. Good news, she thought. At least someone was getting some kind of sleep tonight.

She thought about the situation just passed. Hearing Him screaming HER name, calling out for HER. Feeling wanted, needed, it was like Christmas and birthdays all at once for Effie, non of which she had celebrated for many years, she could barely remember her age. Closing into her 40s she knew that much.

As she lay there in her silk bedding, alone and silent. She remembered the warmth of Haymitchs body, the strength of his embrace, the force in which he pulled her towards him and the desperation in his eyes as they bore into hers. She struggled to comprehend wether it was the feeling of being needed or the feeling of being needed by him that was more overwhelming. Still It was somewhat arousing which did sort of answer the question or did it? Could those arms of his have been anyone's? Or was it that they belonged to Haymitch that made everything seem so forbidden and unrequited. She shook the thoughts from her head.
His rough and heavy hands, his rugged stubble under her touch, his muscles, dear god his muscles. He himself must have been pushing late 40s? But hell, was he looking good. He must still work out between drunken escapades...

'Stopstopstopstopstop it Effie!'

And sleep overcame her once again, forced, but she slept non the less.

On waking, the sun was almost fully up, she could smell coffee. She looked at her clock and it was 10:40.

'Damnit!'

Escorts host breakfast not miss it! She cursed her stupid lustful thoughts from last night and hastily washed and dressed. Slipping into a midnight blue pencil skirt and ivory silk blouse, her wig could wait. She scrapped her bed worn hair into a high bun and dabbed a glow of rouge on each cheek.

'Thatll do!'

Adorning her high black business heels she teetered out into the kitchen.

The table was laid but there were no guests at it. She suddenly caught Haymitchs eye. His grin suave and cocked to one side. She felt her knees weaken.

'Morning, you sleep better?' She made her way over. He was brewing the coffee.

'Kind of'

There was an awkward pose between them until he continued 'thank you'

Effie shook her head and took a seat at the breakfast bar beside him.

'Anytime. And I mean that. I'm here for you'

She wanted to gag as soon as the cheesy words came out of her mouth, waiting for him to laugh at her and shake the notion of her being his night nurse away, but he didn't. He just looked at her tentatively, smiled again and nodded.

Coffee served he pulled up a chair and slid closer to her, her knees resting stiffly between his thighs. She kept her professional pose, straight back and crossed ankles in front of him. Very aware of the closeness but also aware of her budding feelings, her duty as escort and the rules that went along with it. No flings allowed. Especially not with said dashing and notorious mentor.

'Sorry I missed breakfast, I didn't sleep to well after- well I mean...I was worrying...ah worried incase-'

He placed a hand on her knee, his touch made her stiffen even more. Not because he was touching her but because HE was touching HER gently, affectionately.

'Its ok- sorry about that. You didn't miss breakfast it hasn't been served yet. I sent the avoxes out for the day'

Effie was about to protest when he squeezed her knee tighter. It sent waves to places it shouldn't have.

'The kids are still sleeping I thought I'd let them lay in today, thought I could make us breakfast...you know...as a thank you?'

Effie smiled into her coffee mug

'You? Cook breakfast? For me? Haymitch do you even know where we keep the eggs?

He laughed heartily. The sound was a wonderful comparison to last nights screams. She watched as he threw his head back then shook it at her.
Haymitch rolled off his seat, stood and walked to the fridge.
Effie was still chuckling into her coffee when he suddenly came up behind her, his lips at her ear. She almost dropped her coffee.

'1 or 2 princess?'

His hand came around her with the carton of eggs, closer still. She felt his warm breath at her face and knew his lips were inches away.

Was he flirting? The idea that he was excited her to no end. Two can play that game. She tilted and turned her head so that their noses were almost touching each others.

'Just one, thank you'

They held their positioning. Trying to figure each other out. Haymitch still had a glow of humour about his face and Effie smiled in challenge.
Was he about to kiss her? Was she supposed to kiss him. Being so forward terrified her so she stayed put. After a few seconds that felt like minutes Haymitch nodded and pulled himself away

'One it is!'

He went on to make breakfast.

Effie enjoyed her coffee as she watched Haymitch waltz about the kitchen. She enjoyed that too.
He managed to make them a lovely breakfast. Effie was impressed and told him so.

After clearing the table he poured them more coffee. Hovering it in front of Effie he teased-

'Come join me on the couch Miss Trinket?'

He took her drink with him and placed both mugs onto the coffee table in front of the large sofas.
She smiled, shook her head in defeat and joined him.

'So, what's the plan for today?' He asked. Suddenly he sounded like a mentor again. The slight flirtatious daze surrounding Effie's head shifted a little and the escort came into light.

'I think a rest. Rest is good. Let them sleep. I'll cancel all interviews for later this evening. I think we all need a nice relaxing day today. Tomorrow you all leave for 12, it'll be madness, I'm sure everyone is desperate to see their victors again'

She picked up her mug, kicked off her heels and tucked her feet beneath her.
Haymitch watched as Effie got comfortable. He watched as she rested her head back onto the high sofa, as she closed her eyes lazily and let out a soft and sleepy sigh. Her profile was exquisite, her pale lips pursed, her long swan neck arched and revealed. He wanted to put his lips to it. He wanted to taste her skin, run his hands down the soft barrel of it, down into her blouse. Haymitchs mouth began to water, not for alcohol but for her, all of her.

Her eyes caught his

'What?' She smiled, a little blush hit her cheeks

'Nothin...you're just...very beautiful. Really. I'm sorry I haven't told you that before'

He slowly reached for her coffee mug and took it from her, placing it back on the table, edging closer to her in the process.
This was it, she thought, he was going to kiss her.
She watched him place her mug down, watched him as he slid closer to her. His eyes on the hands in her lap. He took a hold of one, wrapped it inside his and brought it up to his lips.
A shaky sigh escaped her throat as she was pulled closer, their hands now resting on his chest.
He leant further in, his eyes now resting at her lips. She bit down on the bottom one nervously. She was about to share a very dangerous moment with him. Knowing full well a kiss from him wouldn't be enough. She felt wild, slowly loosing her senses, she wanted to leap onto him but she kept control, it wasn't lady like to jump on a man but he was drawing this moment out and it was excruciating.
Her fingers gently entwined with his half open shirt as his hands suddenly found her waist.
His move was swift and strong forcing a deeper sigh from her and her eyes to close momentarily at the feel of his grip. Their breaths had quickened now, pulling each other closer. Un tucking her legs from beneath herself and stretching them out, stroking against his. His grip tightened and her hands snaked up and around his neck. Their noses made contact.

Kiss me kiss me kiss me. Effie's mind was screaming. Haymitch was enjoying this. Watching her slowly lose more and more control.
He wanted to see how long she could last before closing the gap between them both.

She looked set to breaking point, her hands suddenly gripped his hair and a frustrated moan escaped her. So so so close when suddenly.

'Morning!' Peeta waltzed into the kitchen and headed straight for the coffee pot. His eyes hadn't graced the almost PG scene in front of him nor did they witness the sheer speed in which Effie and Haymitch pulled away from each other.

She stood a little too quick and wobbled slightly. Stepping back into her black heels as Haymitch adjusted his tightening trousers and smoothed his shirt.

'Ah morning Peeta! Let me pour that for you!' Effie made her way over, gliding a hand over her hair.

'Thats ok Ef! Just gonna grab a quick drink for Kat and I to take out. She's already out the door, she wanted to see abit of the city today before the interviews, is that ok?'

Effie froze in sheer delight. Katniss and Peeta out for the day? No avoxes snooping about? Her large and empty bed calling out to not just one occupier but two!

She looked at Haymitch quickly, he looked just as knowingly right back at her.

'Take the whole day!' She beamed, reaching for her purse she pulled out her credit card. 'Here, a whole wonderful day of sight seeing, it's on me!'

Peeta Looked at her dumbfounded as she handed it over

'The whole day? Don't we have a million interviews to do before tomorrow?'

'Cancelled! All of them! I -' she looked to Haymitch and smiled '-we decided you should have a nice relaxing time before your return to 12. No more Capitol interviews. Just go, have fun, enjoy yourselves. Why not make a night of it too? The opera starts at 6 in the main square I'm sure Katniss would just adore it! It would be a wonderful surprise for her?'

Peetas eyes lit up.

'My god, Effie, Haymitch, thank you! It's just what we need!' He kissed her cheek 'thank you so much! We'll be back late this evening then, don't wait up'

'Oh, we won't' winked Haymitch. Effie suddenly felt her nerves build again.
Peeta poured two coffees out into two flasks and made his way out.

'Have a great day guys! Thanks again! Later!'

Effie watched as he left the kitchen, she heard the two kids scuttling by the main door before they made their full exit and locked the door behind them. Suddenly strong hands were at her waist again. Her back rested against Haymitchs chest as he leaned down to whisper in her ear.

'Still tired Miss Trinket?'

'Absolutely Exhausted Mr Abernathy'

And with that he led her towards the bedroom chambers.