I sit here in this meeting room with many important men in clean cut black and brown suits, they move their eyes in unison when speaking to Hunnigan and a few other agents. When they motion their eyes to me, I pretend I'm listening and nod my head like I'm involved. I should be listening and participating but I have other things in my head.
I see her.
I think back four months ago in that cabin, instead of leaving there-- I wish it had went a little differently. If Hunnigan never made that call I would have risked everything, I would have given her what she wanted and removed my shirt...and more.
I let out an exhale out my nostrils.
I day dream seeing myself kissing her, our pace quickens and I move away kissing into the crook of her neck. I pick her up feeling her legs wrap around me as I carry her to the bedroom carefully setting her down on the mattress. I'd tear the fabrics of her clothes off of her regardless that they are my own. I don't know if I should thank Claire for putting the condoms' in the bag but they would have been used immediately.
If only Hunnigan never called.
(Voice)-"Leon." I hear my name being called. It pulls me out of my day dream.
I blink repeatedly focusing on who was speaking to me, I adjusted in my seat feeling my pants a little too tight in a specific area. I let out a cough in my throat to compose myself.
(Leon)-"Yes? Sorry." I briefly catch Hunnigan's eye. She's quick to continue the meeting giving the men in suits details about this upcoming assignment I was given. After a few moments discussing information, they gather their olive green folders and pens.
(Leon)-"Gentleman, before this meeting comes to end, I'd like to bring something to the table." They nod their heads dismissing the other agents, the suits sit back down comfortably with their attention to me. I look to Hunnigan and she looks a bit nervous. I reach out grabbing my folder with (Y/n) info, I had this set up a few days after our trip from the cabin. It took me a while for me to decide if I'm actually going through with this.
(Leon)-"I'm sure you're familiar with this woman." I start carefully sliding the folder towards them. One of them grabs the folder taking a glance before passing it to the others. These group of suits weren't the ones I spoke to before, these men look to be the higher ups. It's a little intimidating.
(Leon)-"This woman is a survivor back in two thousand five with ex President Grahams daughter, Ashley Graham. I brought the two women home safely, along with the help of (Y/n). She knew the importance of the presidents daughter and put herself at risk." Many times actually.
(Leon)-"When she had returned safely home, she quickly went into the police academy, placed in the top ten and completed the academy. By some unfortunate events she was caught in the Tall Oaks incident, she took action and we had found each other working together again. She tagged along with me to pursue Derek Simmons and put an end to his plans." The men nod their heads and look into the folder studying her bio. The one sitting to the left wearing Harry Potter glasses looks up from the folder.
(Man)-"She has quite the background history, she also has quality and skill. Why bring this up to us, Agent Kennedy?"
(Leon)-"She could be of use to us here." More importantly to me.
(Man)-"Recruitment or personal?" Another man sitting next to Harry Potter asked.
I let out a soft exhale debating on telling them the truth that this woman is something to me, but that would mean they'll most likely decline her. I don't know for sure. I'm just assuming.
(Leon)-"Recruitment, sir." They look amongst themselves, I dart my stare at Hunnigan and she has a look of concern on her face.
(Man)-"We'll keep this in mind. We'll inform you within the week."
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CHEMICAL (RE: V Leon Kennedy x Reader) [Leon POV] [Book#3]
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