I Put A Spell On You

4: Aftermath

Though Amelia had kissed him days ago- er he kissed her. Amelia still felt the fire of that kiss lingering every time he crossed her mind.

She still had his card, she wondered if the number on the card was personal or business? Her heart spoke before her brain as she dialed the number.

The dial tone rang before she heard the phone being answered. Atticus' assertive voice answered from the other side.

"Atticus Lincoln. How can I help you?" Atticus' voice said strongly and with meaning.

"It's Amelia." Amelia said the same blush covering her cheek. Atticus spoke with power, like he knew exactly who he was and what he was worth.

"Ms. Shepherd, what do I owe the pleasure?" Atticus' voice flowed smoothly as he spoke to Amelia.

Butterflies filled Amelia's stomach and her breathing shallowed. How was he able to do this to her when they had distance and she couldn't even see his face?

"I-I just wanted to ask if I had left my research paper in-in your elevator." Amelia lied quickly.

"Well from what I saw no. But your article was very interesting I will say. Have you considered working with radioactive seeds aside from surgeries like Nicole Herman?" Atticus spoke firmly.

Amelia could see his face now. The defined jaw line, his knuckles wrapped around the edge of his desk, his eyebrow raise as he listened.

"I-I have but it's dangerous and experimental. No-not mention expensive." Amelia stuttered as she crossed her legs under her desk.

"Well I would love to discuss it face to face. If you're willing to try experimental, I have your funding." Atticus spoke as he sat his desk rolling a coin through his fingers.

"You decided that fast on what department you want to fund?" Amelia asked as she began to shift in her desk chair.

"Ms. Shepherd-" Atticus spoke sending that not foreign heat through all of Amelia's body as the words rolled off his tongue.

"This isn't about my funding to the hospital. I'm willing to discuss individual funding for a few of your projects I find intriguing." Atticus explained, his tone becoming less assertive.

"Oh-oh yeah. I can talk about them some more." Amelia slightly smiled as she spoke on the phone.

"How's coffee tomorrow morning. Downtown?" Atticus offered and Amelia could hear his pen moving over the paper.

"Sure. Do you own the coffee shop too?" Amelia joked but immediately cringing at herself.

"I do not. But if you prefer something I do own, we can do that." Atticus spoke with a smirk to his voice.

"No-no normal coffee shop is fine." Amelia said quickly as she ran her fingers through her hair.

"Great. I'll send you the other details shortly. Have a good day Ms. Shepherd." Atticus spoke before the dial tone played.

"Um what was that?" Arizona asked as she walked into Amelia's office.

"You remember Atticus Lincoln?" Amelia asked leaning forward onto her desk.

"Yeah. He scared the hell out of me at that meeting." Arizona shuddered, making a joke.

"He asked me to get coffee." Amelia spat out her cheeks turning red.

"Really? What led to this?" Arizona asked, now intrigued sitting in front of Amelia's desk.

"He kissed me in the elevator." Amelia pressed her lips together, that fire coming back just thinking about their elevator escapade.

"Was it at least good?" Arizona asked twirling a pen in between her fingers.

"Magical. Knocked all my papers on the floor and everything." Amelia explained a smile growing on her face as she spoke.

"Really? I didn't think he was straight." Arizona said in shock.

"He pinned my arms against the wall of the elevator Arizona. And I won't lie I really enjoyed it." Amelia said quickly.

"Wow this is some Fifty Shades of Grey shit." Arizona laughed.

"Yeah, I know. But he's hot and intimidating." Amelia sighed dramatically.

"I thought you liked being in control?" Arizona's eyebrows furrowed.

"Usually I do but with him, I want him to take the lead and see where it leads." Amelia grinned.

"What if he's one of those people with a sex dungeon or some weird kink?" Arizona pointed out.

"ARIZONA." Amelia whacked Arizona's arm.

"I was just saying. Now I surgery, enjoy reimagining your elevator kiss." Arizona teased as she walked out of Amelia's office.

Oh, Amelia would reimagine it. And she would enjoy doing it.