The Unwritten Chapter - LingOrm

THE OFFICE KISS

"How far does your kiss go, kiddo?" Lingling challenge her.

Her eyebrows danced with amusement as she watched the younger woman's gaze linger on her lips, a playful smirk playing on her face. Orm slowly leaned in to capture her lips.

The lingering kiss held them both in place, neither daring to move the kiss. Orm, unsure of how to react, was met with a smirk on the woman's lips. "That's it, kid? Want me to show you how?"

The younger one pulled back from the kiss and awkwardly cleared her throat, "Uh, no. I actually know how to kiss, it's just..."

"It's just what? Hmm?"

"Ahh.. It's just i-"

Lingling cutted her words, "You should head home now. I've got to be somewhere in an hour."

"Ohh."

Time ticked by, and Orm remained rooted in place, her gaze fixed on Lingling as she moved about. The older woman finally turned to her, a questioning look in her eyes, and asked, "Do you have somewhere else you need to be?"

The taller woman shook her head, "I don't know. I'll probably just head home."

"Alright then, I'll drive you home."

"It's okay, I rode my bike here."

The shorter one just nodded her head while fixing her things. They then walked out of the building in companionable silence.

"I'm going now, Phi. Take care on your way."

"You too. Go home straightly."

She nodded curtly and walked towards her Big Bike. Lingling watched her leave and sighed.

RESTAURANT

Lingling pulled into the restaurant parking lot, the familiar routine settling over her. She switched off the engine and took a moment to gather her things, the evening air cool against her skin. She straightened her dress and headed towards the entrance, the warm glow of the restaurant beckoning.

Inside, the usual buzz of conversation and clinking glasses greeted her. Win's table was by the window, as always, and she could see him looking up, a smile lighting up his face. He waved enthusiastically, his excitement evident.

She smiled back, a more subdued response. "Hey." She uttered, taking the seat he pulled out for her. "You're early."

"Couldn't wait to see you" He replied, his enthusiasm undimmed. The woman chuckled softly. "Well, I'm here now." She said, settling into the chair. "Let's eat."

The waiter cleared their plates, leaving a comfortable silence in the booth. Win leaned back, his eyes twinkling as he met her gaze. "So," he began, his voice a low murmur, "Tell me about your day. Anything exciting happen?"

Lingling shrugged, taking a sip of her wine. "Nothing too exciting, really," she replied, her voice casual. "Just the usual work stuff. Although, there was this incident with a client..."

He listened intently, his head tilted slightly, as if absorbing every word. His hand, ever so slightly, brushed against hers as he reached for the bread basket. She barely registered it, her mind already drifting back to the details of the meeting.

"You know," he said, his voice a soft chuckle, "I'm always fascinated by what you do. It all sounds so...complicated."

Lingling smiled, a faint amusement in her eyes. "It can be," she admitted, "but it's also very rewarding." She leaned back in her chair, her gaze drifting towards the window. "And it's definitely more interesting than dealing with, well, myself" she added with a playful wink.

Win chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Well, I'm glad you're here with me now. This is much more enjoyable." He reached for her hand, his touch gentle, and held it for a moment, his gaze lingering on her face.

"And," he continued, his voice dropping to a whisper, "I'm really enjoying this conversation." He squeezed her hand lightly, and she felt a blush creep up her cheeks. She knew, even in the midst of the bustling restaurant, that they were creating a world of their own, a world where time seemed to slow down, and every moment was a cherished treasure. But for now, she was content to simply enjoy the warmth of his presence, the gentle hum of conversation filling the space between them.

After dinner, the two of them stood outside the restaurant, the cool night air swirling around them.

"You should have let me fetch you so I could send you home," Win said, his voice warm.

Lingling shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips. "It's alright. I didn't want to make you wait."

"So, see you next time then?" He asked, his eyes hopeful.

She nodded, her gaze meeting his for a moment before she looked away.

Win leaned in, his lips brushing against hers. But she turned her head slightly, so his kiss landed on her cheek instead making them laughed awkwardly.

"Well, I'll see you around." Win said, his voice a little shaky from the night cold.

She nodded again, and then she turned and walked towards her car, leaving him standing there, his smile fading into a thoughtful frown.