"Aro, are you listening to me?" Drew paused, her papers in hand.
Aro peered up from his relaxed position in his executive leather chair. He was leant back papers left in his hands lower than his normal range of vision. He offered her a lazy grin, placing the papers on the desk. She sighed.
It was Friday, while they'd gotten back to work relatively fast on the site. She wasn't down in the site because she had a meeting with Aro to go over the reports and progress of the bodies. She'd also promised Kingston she'd be by the labs to help with the labelling of the many items she'd hauled in over the last few days. So, she'd dressed with an in office day in mind. Her black pencil skirt clung to her lower curves more than she was used to. Her rose-colored blouse had capped sleeves, and a slightly lower cut showing a little cleavage.
If she were honest her outfit bordered on inappropriate. If her chest was bigger, it may have been obscene. Not that she would ever imply big breasts meant automatically obscene on any woman.
She glanced down at herself. It wasn't the first time she'd donned a pencil skirt and blouse. However, it was the first time with Aro making his intentions clear towards her. Her cheeks warmed as she cleared her throat.
"Aro if I am that distracting to you, I am going to go back to the office and email this to you. You have seen me in a skirt before—less even –I don't understand your distraction. I would like to have your full attention to these progress reports and not my body." She deadpanned folding the paperwork in hand and set it on his desk.
She'd been pacing which may have been part of the issue. In her heels mind you. That was new. She'd worn some heels. They were her most comfortable little black three-inch heels with a rounded toe. She'd bought them for her first office position.
"I apologize cara mio, I did not mean to become so hypnotized. Allow me to assure you, I have been paying attention to every word you have said. It is one of the first times I can outwardly appreciate you in such an outfit." His dark gaze fell once more to her rear.
"I can't disagree, a good-looking woman can be distracting. I too have been captured by the beauty of a woman. There is just something so other worldly about each woman." She agreed a soft sigh falling from her. "However, I can keep my jaw off the ground when doing both. We agreed upon a professional setting. You good sir, are pushing boundaries and my patience. I must get these reports done with you and return to the labs before I must meet with your brother. You may have the time to dottle Aro, I do not have the luxury. This is your project, but this is my career."
"Of course, Mistress." He sat up, correcting his posture. "I have one last question in this pause. Will you join me for an outing this weekend? A dinner and a show?"
"It's Doctor." She corrected him. "You're asking me on a date?"
"Yes. This Saturday, at seven thirty. Will you grant me this?" He looked up under his thick lashes at her.
"Okay." She rushed not even thinking it over. "I can wear that dress—"
"I will take care of the outfit for the night since it is I asking you to make such a time with me. Such short notice, and attire required. The cooler evening may call for longer sleeves."
"Aro you already bought me an expensive dress. Which I do quite like. I can easily get a shawl." Drew rubbed her nose bridge. "Can we discuss this tonight? I'm not joking when I said I'm on a tight schedule."
"Of course, take it away."
"Damn Doc, heels and a pencil skirt." Siobhan eyed her over, passing her in the hall. "You look good."
"Thanks, you look divine as always." Drew eyed over her simple black dress that was bordering office appropriate.
The skirt hit mid-thigh, despite it being A-line the V-neck was low enough to show her ample bust. The sky-high heels and her many braids pulled up into a half do. She was a walking goddess. She still was convinced Siobhan was a descendant of Aphrodite. Drew had also been on her knees a few times worshiping her.
"We're going out tonight, are you coming?" Siobhan paused a few feet away interrupting her memories. "It's been a bit."
"You think Davina would allow me to escape a night out?" She laughed. "Despite how much I groan about it I do enjoy being out. I'll be there, I can use a good night to relax."
"See you then," Siobhan shot her a wink, continuing to her destination.
She watched Siobhan leave, a small sway in her hips. She rounded into her office lunch had just passed. She'd spent the morning labelling so many items in the spare lab for Kingston. Her fingers were beginning to cramp. Marcus was leant against her door with a file in hand.
"Early as always Marcus, I really do try to beat you to my office." She tutted, trying to remain serious.
Marcus cracked a soft smile, looking down to her. She watched his eyes widen slightly, as he straightened up from the wall. It was gone before she could comment.
"I believe in being punctual." He shrugged. "How goes the dig?"
"Back on track for the most part. I had meeting after meeting today, so I stayed above ground despite my love for the dirt."
"You enjoy the dirt?" His brows furrowed whilst he sat across from her.
"More so what you can find in the ground. The whole archeologist thing?" She gestured to her hanging degree. "I mean you can find hidden cities, homes, precious items. The daily wears of what people used to survive. Heck now and then you might find a body."
Marcus paused. "You enjoy finding a body?"
"The dead can still tell their story." She reminded. "There is a lot that can be found out about the time in which the person lived. The diseases, what they ate. It connects us to our past. It's in human nature to try and find connections. We are a social species after all."
"Indeed," he agreed.
"Now shall we get back to finding the origins of the four inside the coolers?"
Late night in the office, I will see you in the morning to discuss our date this weekend. -Aro
No worries, don't work too late ;) -Drew
Temptress.
Drew slid her cell into her clutch, it was nearly fully charged from being plugged in since that afternoon. She turned to Davina, who was looking through her closet. She finally moved grabbing a simple black halter cami.
"That seems tame for you," Drew teased.
"Oh, that's not all," Davina assured her.
Davina bent down to the drawers below grabbing what barely passed as a pair of shorts. She turned holding the two pieces out to Drew.
She quirked a brow, when had she bought something so small?
"Okay I may have slipped this into a bag a few months ago and buried them for a good opportunity."
Drew took hold of the shorts. "These aren't going to cover my ass let alone let me into a club. I could get charged for indecent exposure."
"La Notte doesn't have a policy against nudity." Davina shrugged. "Now go get dressed."
"How do you even know that?" Drew questioned.
The teen silenced her. "Go."
She sighed taking them to the bathroom, she disrobed from her inside clothes. She shimmied into the shorts. The cami and shorts were a second skin, she may as well just strut in a pair of heels nude. She did her makeup quickly, a dark smoky eye, and deep brown lip stain. She'd braided down a few strands of her curls bringing them to puff out in the back. She slid on her kitten heels again.
"How'd we get into La Notte again? I mean isn't it some exclusive club? Not a normal night club."
"You know the owners remember?" Davina gave her a once over. "The gladiator heels, same height suits the outfit over those."
Drew rolled her eyes, but did as directed.
Davina came up spraying each of Drew's shoulders before rubbing it up and down her arms. The light of the bedroom showed the sheen that appeared.
"Body glitter? Didn't this go out of style a decade ago?"
"The more noticeable stuff yeah, the celebrities were wearing this only a month ago at some award show. Enjoy it. It looks good."
Drew was thankful they got passed the bouncer surprisingly quickly. They looked at her once and sent her right through, despite the protests of those in line to attend.
She really wasn't liking this preferential treatment. Her friends though, she didn't want to ruin the good time they were already having. They were in a booth, the music of the dance floor on the first floor was already alive for the evening.
"Doc, drink up." Siobhan slid down two shots to each person followed by a cocktail.
"Are you purposely trying to get me drunk too early?" Drew teased.
"You hold your liquor well, but a little liquid courage does get you on the floor faster." She winked backing up to shoot hers and down her cocktail.
Drew groaned following suit. The damn girl was done up with her braids swirling around her, hypnotizing with the sway of her hips.
She caught Siobhan's hand caught in the lure of the tempo. She allowed herself to be surrounded by Siobhan, her chest pressing into Drew's back. Soft thighs pressing against hers.
Drew leant back looking up at Siobhan, moving in sync. A familiar dance between them.
Siobhan caught Drew's free hand bringing it up to her neck to hold tight, her own hands ghosting her ribs down her curves to her hips. She pulled Drew flush against her.
Drew gasped as warm lips pressed to her exposed neck, trailing upwards to just behind her ear. "You're gorgeous, Doc. Two outfits today that have had me thinking about you."
Drew turned to face her. "You're one to talk. These dresses you have, border obscene."
Siobhan quirked her brow, pressing her leg between Drew's. "They merely are fabric, Doc. You're a smart woman, you know it's your appreciation of me that makes you stare."
"I think we're passed being coy with flirtations." Drew laughed leaning her head against Siobhan's shoulder as she turned once more to press back against her fully. She really didn't care if she ruined these curls.
"Drinks!" Davina tapped both their shoulders.
Drew stepped forward off Siobhan. "Of course!"
Davina handed them a shop each she'd carried over. The music changed, the three of them kept close.
Drew's head began to feel the effect of the four drinks. The room warm with the closeness of all. The bumping, grinding… Drew handed off her shot glass, Siobhan disappeared. She watched the woman hand over the shot glasses returning with three more cocktails.
"I get we're partying, but I'd like to enjoy it longer." Drew called to them over the loud beat. Siobhan didn't take the protest handing her the glass.
"Relax Doc, we'll keep you safe." Siobhan whispered wrapping her free arm around Drew's waist.
"You're the danger."
"Only with consent." Siobhan kissed Drew's cheek.
Drew laughed turning away.
A few meters from the floor edge they'd found when getting drinks, she spotted a sore thumb sticking out. In a black three-piece suit, long waves of raven black hair, Aro stood.
"What's wrong?" Siobhan whispered. Lips right next to Drew's ear.
"Uh, I need to go to the ladies' room…" She replied not waiting for a response.
Drew made her way through the few people that passed by that second. Aro stood hands in his pockets. His dark gaze zeroed in on her. She watched his jaw twitch as he stepped closer to her.
Her cheeks warmed, the loss of the body heat hit her, goosebumps broke out across her body. She slid her half empty cocktail over to a dirty table. She closed the distance between them, stopping within a few inches of Aro.
His hands immediately fell to her waist, he leant down to her. Butterflies erupted in her stomach the longer she kept his dark gaze.
"Hey," she greeted a smile curling her lips. "Thought you had a long night?"
"I did, until I received a call from my brother."
His response sent chills down her spin. She frowned looking around. How had she missed his brother? No one stood out within the crowd below, so she scanned the balcony that rounded the dancefloor a floor above. Where a few people passed entering the rooms that remained closed like before. Her target located. There in a dark suit, with white, blond hair pulled back. His long white fingers wrapped around the metal balcony bar. Fucking douche…
She returned her attention to Aro. "I didn't know my arriving was news worthy unless I was misbehaving? Then wouldn't the police be involved?"
Aro offered his elbow to her.
She slid her arms through his, to securely be able to keep up with him in her heels. He led them to the side of the bar, closer to the many booths. Up the stairs she'd journeyed up last time she'd been here. her heart picked up in pace.
Aro took his arm back. His hand roved over her bare back. Icy fingers traced her spine. She shuddered. His hand settled in time upon the small of her back. Despite the cool touch, her body was beginning to burn. Especially in her shorts. He practically stayed within step of her, keeping her steady.
She wasn't that drunk to be a hazard to herself, but she didn't want to tell him to back up. His cologne of spice and citrus, it was quickly becoming one of her favorite scents. She bit her bottom lip.
Aro opened a door just to the left of them. He entered a code in the door, letting her pass.
She saw right away it was a small office. She paused once further into the room. Why had he brought her here? She turned immediately to face him.
His dark gaze did not leave her.
She shifted her weight uncomfortable under the fire in them. The alcohol had not been enough to leave her blissfully unaware to the burning heat in the air. It grew as every second ticked by. Building.
"Aro why are we up here? I was here with my friends."
He sat down upon an overly large chair behind the massive desk. There was even space between the chair's arms and his hips. He was leant back flush against the back. He used every chair like a throne. She mentally sighed.
"If you refuse to tell me, I'm going back downstairs and dancing again." She put her hands on the desk edges and leant over facing him. Her shirt's neckline let her breast nearly fall out.
His eyes darted to her chest and then back to her face. "You truly see nothing wrong with this?"
"You bringing me to some empty office, without so much as a hello, how are you?" She quirked her brow.
"Doctor, answer me plainly, did you plan on leaving here with Siobhan." He snipped.
Drew relaxed her stance. That's what this was. She tried her best not to bust out laughing. His brother had seen them dancing. He'd called Aro, then told him.
She had been rather provocative with Siobhan. If she was honest, she was a bit overly flirty when she indulged in alcohol. She didn't always out right grind on someone the way she had been. That was the few shots getting her a little too liberal.
His question still in his eyes.
She rounded the desk, Aro pushed back slightly. She slid over straddling his lap, facing him. On her knees she was barely an inch or two taller than him. She cupped his cheek. He leant into her touch. His hands fell to cup her behind, securing her to him.
"I'm going to state this to be clear. I have no intention of going home with Siobhan tonight."
He opened his lips to speak. She held a finger to his cool lips. His brows lifted.
"I will let you speak momentarily. First what I do in my spare time, is my own prerogative. Second, I am a grown woman, just because I dance with someone doesn't mean I am going to go home with them. I can be a flirt, I get it. Siobhan and I have a physical history. So, I am not going to say you cannot be jealous. You cannot always control what you feel, when someone you like is with someone they were romantically involved with. However, I told you I was willing to explore whatever this is between us. I don't focus on more than one person at a time."
"You have gone home with her before. How am I to believe otherwise?" Aro questioned his hands slowly rubbing her behind. "We have not brought it up, but I would prefer if you did not indulge in these behaviors with others."
"Aro I cannot make you trust me or put faith in me. Trust is earned. We haven't discussed any of this in a serious manner. We don't know each other outside of a work setting and surface level." She began to play with his tie, pulling it from it's confines of his vest. "It's new to me, to open my heart to someone. I don't know your past Aro, but I'm not them."
"It is hard to put faith in someone." He sighed hands moving up to her waist.
"You must be open to putting some trust in me, for us to work out, assumptions can lead to a toxic relationship. I will make this boundary clear Aro, I need to know you can put some trust in me or try. It needs to be an effort you make, to trust I know myself to know what is right and wrong. I am not your possession. I'm not your property, I am an equal in any further relationship we have. Ignore that or make decisions for me, I will end this now. I don't like being walked on. I am not something to be controlled or told what to do. Can you do that for me."
She pulled on his tie pulling him closer, he leant up into her. A firm bump pushed up into the front of her mound. She gasped.
"I will make this effort for you. I did not mean to let my jealousy bring me here. when Caius told me you were getting more than friendly with her, I nearly saw red." He admitted. "You are a gorgeous woman. I cannot fault her for being ensnared."
"I may be flirty Aro, I can confidently say I was not going to go home with her tonight. Such dancing doesn't always lead to sex." She leant forward pressing her lips to his.
He pulled her closer, a hand moved to her behind and the other to her neck anchoring her.
"I can't lie, I was rather wound up by it." Drew whispered against his lips, looking up from under her lashes. "You should know since I've met you, I really am not interested in anyone else."
She pushed her lips back to his. He was eager for her, returning the pressure with the same vigor. He ran his cool tongue over her bottom lip seeking entrance.
She submitted to him. Their tongues entwined getting to know each other better.
Aro lifted her gently against his confined erection. Drew groaned. He hit exactly where she needed him to. Her vison became fuzzy at the edges as she pressed forward wanting more. A building coil in her center, burning hotter.
She pulled back gasping for air.
He moved to kiss down her jaw, down her neck paying a special attention to the connection of her shoulder and neck. Aro nipped her neck pulling back.
He held her close, his pupils blown wide.
"We should stop." She heard the pain in his words.
"We don't have to," she undid his vest.
"I meant it, Doctor. I wish to take you out on a date first." He stood up keeping her in his grasp.
Her eyes widened, he lifted her as if she weighed next to nothing. Drew knew she wasn't light. She was soft over her layer of muscles she'd earned from working out and heavy lifting. She was petite in height, curvy in other ways. Had she drank a little too much? She shook it from her mind, Aro pressed his lips back to hers. Immediately cutting off further questions.