Written In the Stars

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

I sigh loudly in relief that Brooke is gone. She's so exhausting and like a broken record. I do feel bad that Hope has her for a mother.

My thoughts drift away about Brooke, and my attention is on Steffy. I turn towards her and cup her face in my hands. "Are you okay?" I ask softly.

"I am okay," she sighs. She looks down, and then back up at me. "That was pretty intense. I am sure she hates us now."

I chuckle in surprise. "Steffy Forrester, you are worried about Brooke Logan hating you?"

She laughs, and then looks up at me with those big hazel eyes. I see so much emotion behind her eyes. I know that she's holding a lot in and that she doesn't want to be vulnerable to me.

"No, but you know it's not over, right?"

"Probably not, but I don't care. I will keep saying it and saying it until they get it through their thick heads," I reply while smirking right at her. I want her. "I do not want Hope. I want you, and only you. I truly hope that Hope finds someone to love her the way I love you. I do want that for her. She deserves it. I am just done with the games and back and forth and pretending that I am that man."

I sigh and run my hand through my hair. "I should get going. I'll let you get back to work."

She nods in agreement, "Yeah, that's probably a good idea. I am swamped here."

"I know. I'm going; I'll get out of your hair."

"I'll call you about the doctor's the appointment," Steffy says reminding me.

"Great, thank you. I'll see you soon then."

"Okay."

I turn to leave. I grabbed the door handle to open it, when Steffy begins to say my name.

"Hey, Liam?"

I turn around to see her slowly walking over to me. I stare at her and in a second am mesmerized by her. When she reaches me, I notice that there are only mere inches between us, if that. I feel my heart start racing and the sexual tension and heat begin to rise again.

"Thank you. It meant the world to me."

She brings her hand up to my cheek and rubs her fingers through my scruff, moving her thumb back and forth on my chin. I close my eyes and sigh pleasurably. She knows that it drives me insane. What is she doing to me? My member immediately awakens at her gesture.

I open my eyes and she's staring right into mine. It's taking all my strength to not take her into my arms and kiss her passionately. Before I can even think about it any further, she presses her lips into mine. She lingers the kiss for a moment, before slightly parting her lips.

I bring my hand up to her face, and I make a quick move before she changes her mind, and lightly force her mouth open a bit more in order to grant my tongue access. She willingly lets go, and gives me the entrance that I so desperately want. Our tongues continue to dance together, before her arms come up and she runs her fingers through my hair and down the nape of my neck. Her deep sensual scratches go right to my groin. I groan with pleasure. I do not know what she is doing, but I am taking full advantage of it.

She brings her hand up to my tie and forces it loose, before reaching for the buttons on my shirt. Two could play this game, I smiled to myself. I reach down subtly and lock her office door. Without breaking our kiss, I bring my hand up to opening of her blazer and tug it off her. I throw it on the floor next to her, before reaching back up to the zipper that is on her dress. I slowly unzip her as if I am unwrapping a Christmas present. The excitement is unbearable.

Steffy breaks the kiss, stepping back a bit, before letting her dress fall off her and onto the floor. She stood in front of me in a black lace bra, g-string and her black high heels. Once seeing her again in that way, I knew that there would be no turning back. I had to have her right then.

I walk over to her, in just my suit pants, and bend down slightly to pick her up in my arms, as I kiss her. Not breaking the kiss, I walk over with her to the couch and set her down. She's panting slightly. I see want for me in her eyes. I lean down to begin kissing her again, when her office phone rings.

We are jolted quickly back into reality. I lift back up, so she could get up.

"I should get that," she says awkwardly, as I stand up. She grabs one of the fashion robes hanging in the corner of her office to tie around herself so she could answer the phone.

"Yes?" I hear her say while tying her robe. I begin to pick up the clothes and get dressed. I am wondering quietly to myself what the heck just happened between us and exactly what it means.

I wait only a couple minutes to see if she is going to be quick on the phone, or if it's a longer call, like a conference call.

After another minute or two, I decide that it's best to go. I quietly motion to her that I am leaving and for her to call me, before walking out and shutting the door behind me.