His *casualty*

Nineteen

Mia knew how she was on edge. Shaun was still in the hospital. Granted he was on one of the wards. But he was still there. And she felt so uneasy.

She didn't want him in her life. She had finally escaped and she had moved on. But she felt as though he always had a hold on her. It was something she couldn't get rid of.

Mia hadn't talked to Iain about how she felt. But she somehow had to find a way to open up to him. She just didn't want to be judged by him. Or by anyone.

Connie had done all she could to keep Shaun away from her. And she was thankful. She knew how it wasn't easy at all. And she felt like too much happened for her to even be in the same room as Shaun.

All she knew was that things weren't easy. And she somehow needed to make it all okay.

Morning came and she was sitting in bed with Bella. She and Cal had broken up. And she didn't want her to be on her own. "You'll get back together. You're both clearly in love."

Bella shook her head. "It was an infatuation that went too far. We're friends. For the baby. That's all we can be now. And I'm okay with that," she told her.

Mia rolled her eyes. "You're dramatic, do you realise that?" She said as she smiled. "You're having a baby. A pretty little baby."

"Yeah. Okay. You and Iain? How's that going?" Bella asked as she looked to her.

"It's good. I'm happy. That's all I can be. I'm... I'm happy."

***
Mia went into work around lunchtime. She had gotten some food for her and Iain. Mia walked into Iain's office. She smiled as she held up lunch for them both. "Figured I'd stop by before I start my shift," she said.

Iain smirked. He walked over to her and shut the door. He made sure the blinds were closed too. "You, Mia, are a menace," he told her.

"You love it."

"Do I?"

"No," she smiled, rummaging for something in her coat pocket, "but I was thinking you could use a little stress relief." She held a condom up between her fingers. "Unless you think I'll be too loud."

"Desk. Now."

"But Mr Dean, you can't check out my vagina. You're not qualified?" She giggled when he walked her to his desk faster than she was moving on her own.

Mia squealed when he lifted her to sit on the edge, quickly quieting herself when he frowned. Lips met as hands skimmed up her thighs, breaching the bottom edge of her dress.

She smirked into the kiss, stopping his him before they could reach too high and broke free of the kiss, pushing him back as she slid off his desk.

"I'm her for you." She whispered in his ear, reaching her hands between them to unbutton his pants.

It was a workday, and there was something Mia loved about seeing him in his uniform.

Roaming around the apartment in just his underwear, she loved. But seeing him in jeans turned her on.

Even their dinner the night before had included a pair of boxers.