Rhenna

Fourty-Four

             Conn       

      

                            
Conn peeked out through his eyelids and lazily grinned at the man lying next to him.

Nothing was official between him and Willow, but the man was damn good at keeping butterflies in his stomach.

After visiting the club, coming up empty, then returning to the company last night; it was only shortly later that Willow called Conn up, and asked to come over.

Of course he had said yes.

Now the man was nuzzled up against him. His eyes shut. His bright blue hair falling in tangles.

Conn had to admit that he looked damn fine in his sleep.

He wanted the moment to last just a bit longer, but the sharp ring of his phone disrupted the peace.

Groaning, he rolled over onto his side, and grabbed the stupid piece of technology.

"Hello". He murmered into the phone.

"Sir". It was the receptionists voice on the other line. "There's someone in the lobby for you."

"Who?" He ran a hand over his face and yawned.

"He didn't give me his name sir. But he says it's important".

"I swear if they sent over another social worker...." he let the sentence hang in the air.

The receptionist-Jenny- chuckled softly, "I dont think teenage boys could qualify for such a statis sir".

A flicker of hope raced through him.

Maybe it's Elin?

Jenny was still new. She wouldn't know who he was.

Before he hung up he said, "For the twentieth time Jenny, please, call me Conn".

"Sorry s-Conn".

"Much better".

He ended the call then glanced at Willow who was wide awake now.

"Everything alright?" Willow asked as he rose up on his elbows. The blanket at his waist fell some, and Conn found it difficult not to stare.

"Oh-ugh...yeah. Yeah. I just gotta-" He climbed out of bed, "Go downstairs".

Willow stretched his arms above his head then let out a content sigh. "Imma just stay in bed all day".

Conn shimmied on his clothes from yesterday then he leaned over the bed and pecked Willow on the cheek. "Have fun with that".

"I will".

Why's he so damn cute!?

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Conn practically barreled out of the elevator when the doors dinged open. In the process he nearly toppled over two women.

He apologized in a rush then jogged over to the front desk. Jenny smiled when he approached.

"That was fast sir".

"Conn". He corrected.

She blushed and slightly bobbed her head. "Right, Conn".

"So...Where's my visitor?"

She pointed to a row of cushioned seats aligning the opposite wall. Sitting dab in the middle was someone Conn recognized. It was Defiantly not the person he wanted it to be.

He inwardly sighed, and strolled over to the person responsible for ruining his perfect morning.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He asked.