Estranged Lovers

18. Apology

Leo eventually had come out of the bathroom fully dressed and had left without saying another word. Y/N was too mad to try and find out what was wrong, so she just got ready herself and went to work.

Right now, Y/N fumbled with her pen as the meeting went on around her. Talks about setting up an online global history course filled the conference room. Every joining University had sent their very best teacher to this meeting to come up with a plan to combine forces in one profitable online learning programme. Henry and Y/N being two of those smartest people. She could not have cared less at the moment. The thought of a new chapter in her career would have been exciting was it not for the emotional state she was in.

Her mind was like a pit filled with snakes, every snake a different thought, crawling and slithering in all directions. She didn't know anymore where one started and the other ended. It bothered her that Leo's behaviour had hurt her more than she had anticipated.

She looked up over her laptop. She sat at the far side of a brown circular table in the middle of the room. On her right were the windows overlooking the trees on the front of the hotel, on her left a glass wall and when she looked ahead she saw a stupid, abstract, green and gold, standard office painting that could have hanged on any wall and probably did. Such a cheap-looking painting, even though she liked the colour scheme.

That room is where she sat the entire day, working, talking, having lunch, working some more... Her mind wandered countlessly. She kept thinking about that morning and what her pain implied. And every time she felt like she might come to terms with the fact that she was developing feelings for Leo her headaches started again. She'd been having those a lot lately.

Who knew this trip would have been so stressful, she felt tense all the time. Well, not all the time. Not when she was with Stephen. Her lips curled into a small smile, she was happy to see him again later today even though he sort of had rejected her the last time. Weirdly, that only made him more attractive to her.

Maybe they would try and meditate again, he could hold her shoulders to steady her breathing as he sat behind her again. He may even glide his hands along her arms, or over her legs, or maybe her waist. He could quite possibly push the hair from her neck and he might even kiss her sensitive spot where her neck connects with her shoulder. His hands could glide over to her front, her stomach, her breasts. Y/N felt a familiar tingling sensation as her mind started to drift, thinking about all the things Stephen could do to her with his fingers and tongue.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Henry asked her on her left. Her head shot up as she snapped back to reality.

"Your cheeks are all flushed. Are you hot? Do you need a glass of water?" he asked worriedly.

Y/N blinked a couple of times, thinking about how she felt. Her headache had completely vanished, her muscles were more relaxed and she was really horny.

"No, no, I'm fine really," she smiled.

"I am sorry, dove, but you don't seem it," Henry pressed.

"I was just thinking about how important it is to just enjoy the moments as they come," Y/N smiled.

"You are one strange cookie."

Y/N just laughed, besides the fact that Henry's statement had been true, he would never know how ironic his remark was as she had just been thinking about Strange licking her like an Oreo cookie.

The day crept forward until it was nighttime. They ended up having dinner with the co-workers, which was fine by Y/N. She needed an excuse to not go back to Leo's room. She had even debated not going back to his room at all but since she had been there so often most of her stuff was there.