I've Loved You Ever Since

Part 17

Stevie usually enjoyed occasionally going out for a drink with her employees. Everyone was always much more relaxed, they talked to her the same way as anyone else out of the office and it made her feel more like a part of their mostly closed circle. She wasn't offended, she understood. However, tonight was different, she wasn't having a good time at all. 

Lindsey had spent the better part of the evening flirting with Stevie's assistant, Jane. It wasn't a secret to anyone that she liked him and he was always nice to her, mainly because that way he got her to do some mundane tasks now and again that he never wanted to do himself. It never bothered Stevie, until tonight that is. 

"I'm going out for some fresh air." Stevie announced just as Lindsey and Jane returned to their table from the bar with drinks.

Lindsey didn't think anything of it, not until he caught a glimpse of her expression. His eyebrows creased slightly as he followed her out with his eyes. Jane continued talking his ear off, but Lindsey smiled at her politely and pushed his chair back.

"Excuse me, I'll be right back." He said and went after Stevie.

Lindsey found Stevie just outside by the entrance. He saw a pack of cigarettes in one hand and a lighter in the other. He gave her a questioning look then snatched both away from her hands. 

"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?" Stevie was clearly not in the mood for games and it only irritated her more, when Lindsey kept them out of her reach. "You're such a child."

Lindsey scoffed, taking a step closer towards her. "Well, I'm sorry if I don't want to taste cigarettes on your breath when I kiss you. And I plan on doing that later, when I offer you to share a car home." She appeared nonchalant, but he could see right through her. 

"We don't live close by." Stevie crossed her arms, pushing her breasts together and up higher.

Lindsey allowed himself to stare for a moment before he looked at her face. "Nobody knows that." He shrugged. "What's the matter?"

Stevie kept her lips sealed for a frustratingly long time. Lindsey was about to push her for answers, but she spoke up before he did. "Don't talk to Jane."

"What?" Lindsey almost had to laugh.

"I'm serious, stop talking to Jane." Realizing how controlling that sounded, Stevie corrected herself. "Flirting, that's what I mean."

At the risk of getting slapped, Lindsey smirked and got a bit closer, invading her personal space. "Are you jealous?"

"She's like 10 years younger than me, her tits are two cup sizes bigger than mine and her dress is this close-" Stevie showed a small gap with her fingers. "To showing off her ass to the entire place."

Lindsey debated his options. He decided that a bit of physical contact and an honest answer was the way to go. His hands settled on her hips and he pulled her in closer. "I'm just being friendly. Sure, she's a pretty girl, but I'm not interested in her that way at all." Feeling his body pressed against hers, Stevie found herself easing up. Too quickly. She kept her head turned away, arms still folded, though. "I don't want someone, who's that much younger." He looked down. "And I don't know what you're complaining about." She faced him and noticed that he was currently focused on her chest. "And I love your ass." He emphasized by sliding his hands there, he gave her a cheeky squeeze. 

Stevie had to fight back a smile. She felt a faint tingling, hearing him say those things, feeling him touching her. She loosened her arms and lifted one up to wrap around his shoulder, her other hand touched the side of his neck for a moment before he felt her nails graze his chest, move down his stomach until she reached and gripped his belt buckle.

"Stop, flirting with her." Stevie whispered against his lips. 

Unfortunately, Lindsey wasn't fast enough to capture her lips. She freed herself from his hold and moved to go back inside. "You can kiss me in the car on the way home." She said, leaving him grinning like an idiot.