I was all over her ~ a scandal cast fanfic

"This moment"

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Heyy readers! I hope your glad to hear from me because DAMN it's been a while. Basically I broke my phone but it's fixed now and I'm writing again!!! Also thanks for all the comments and views because it's really motivating me to write more.
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At this point she wasn't even thinking. She had the man that she was completely infatuated with up against a door and was passionately making out with him.

Correction, the married man that she was completely infatuated with.

It was so wrong on so many levels. However she couldn't help but feel like it was so right.

It was something about him.

Maybe it was the cologne he was wearing?

How his hair felt now that she had her hands through it?
Kerry didn't know but she had already decided that she was going to savour this moment for all that it was worth. After all, she didn't know when or if this was ever going to happen again.

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It was perfect. Her hands through his hair, her lips on his. All of it. They were so mesmerised by each other, by the moment and by the risk of it all, someone could walk in on them in that moment, the risk was thrilling, it made them feel like a pair of teenagers sneaking into the school bathrooms to make out.

"WHAT THE F*CK?!" Cried out followed by a small clattering sound and a noise of a drink spilling came from the end of the hallway.

Panic bubbled to the surface of both of their faces when they looked at each other, communicating with their anxious expressions as if to say 'what can we say to fix this?' Or 'is there a lie we could tell to help the situation?'

As they both turned to look at the owner of the voice they were met with a very concerned looking Darby who was holding two cups of piping hot coffee. However, after looking at the puddle of brown liquid and an empty coffee cup on the ground it appeared that she was holding two before the incident.

Darby wasn't moving either. She just stood there in disbelief as the coffee continued to pool around her feet like a small moat that children make around their sandcastles at the beach. The expression on her face looked as if she may have been thinking 'what have I just witnessed?'.
And she'd be right. What had she just witnessed, and was she going to tell anyone about it?