My Job

Notes: Sequel to "She Only Hears Him".

"Well that was different," she says once they're in the safety of his room. "I didn't expect people to be so..."

"Bored?" he supplies.

Nodding, she slips one arm out of her jacket. The material, navy in colour, slides over her skin. She pulls her other arm from it and lets the jacket fall to the floor. It lands with a soft thump, the lines of red standing out against the pale carpet and navy sleeves.

His eyes don't leave her for a moment. "Let's just be thankful they didn't make my return a big thing."

Smirking, "that's my job."

fin.