Casino Royale : Vesper Lynd

Chapter 5

"Good morning." I hear from across the door, accompanied by two other knocks.

I lazily get up from my bed, my hair probably in the greatest disorder, and walk up to the door and unlock it. I open it hesitantly, only a crack and stick my head out.

"What do you want?" I ask him through my sleepy voice which slightly cracks.

"Well good day to you too." he simply answers while eyeing me curiously and trying to get a peek at my body standing behind the tightly closed door.

I haven't looked at him, but simply his piercing blue eyes. I notice then he is not wearing a shirt, much to my liking revealing an extremely fit body with sculpted arm and back muscles. If he stares at me, I stare at him, two can play at this game.

"Well you are eyeing me." he says giving me a light smirk.

"Which you could say about yourself too Mr. Bond. I may be much shorter than you and have just woken up but I am still as vigilant as you think you are." I answer giving him a sarcastic grin. "Now what are you planning on seeing behind this door I am holding?" I ask.

"You won't invite me in? How rude." he says as he gives me another smirk of his.

"Now, what did you want Mr. Bond?" I ask him.

"Well, first of all, it is nine in the morning and I figured that since I didn't hear the bathroom door lock or some sort of wake up alarm go off, you were sleeping, which ended up being true. It is a beautiful day Miss Lynd and I wanted to ask you if you were interested in touring a bit of Montenegro with me." he says politely this time with no element of sarcasm.

I think about it for a while and decide that even if I have a certain hatred for him, it would be a sin not to discover beautiful Montenegro while I have the opportunity. Even though he irritates me, Bond seems like a good man, and my relations between him and I should become better if we have to work together. I cannot ignore him forever, can I?

"As much as you irritate me, Mr. Bond, I cannot say no to the offer. But please take under consideration that I have accepted your offer mainly because I want to discover the land and not end up in your bed." I say as I give him a quick grin and shut the door before he can make up a clever answer.

There was no answer from across the door, to my liking, and I reached into the wardrobe to choose a nice outfit which is not exactly revealing, to Bond's dismay, but screams elegance. I opt for a white skirt and blazer, accompanied by a black belt and a black bag with comfortable white sandals on a wedge. 

I walk into the bathroom and comb my hair as I see it has become a birds nest and pin it up into a sleek twist. I decide to color myself a bit since I am already pale by wearing a red lipstick and my signature light smokey eye makeup. I just want Bond to tortured by something he wants but he will never have.

I walk out of the room, making sure to put my cellphone and camera in my bag. I see Bond's bed unmade, the balcony door opened as the morning air fills the room. I walk up to the door and see him dressed of course in his ridiculous suit. Even though he looks nice in it, he should really learn that you only wear a suit to a professional event. But he could say the same about my outfit so we are even on that account. 

"Ready?" I hear him say.

"Yes." I answer.

"Let's just get some breakfast before we leave, I am starving and you will be too." he says as he walks back into the room and adjusts his cuff links, a gesture I've seen him do quite a lot.

The ride in the lift consists of him asking me questions about my sleep and if he wasn't maybe in my dream. He seems to think that I was named after the religious mass at midnight, named a vesper, but really he is wrong. My parents named me Vesper since I was born on a stormy evening and evening in Latin is vesper.