A new girl in town - Moriarty Fanfic

Chapter Fourteen

I woke up with a small headache.

I was laying on the (f/c) sofa in my own living room and squinted my eyes at the morning sun shining through the window. "Boss, she's up," Sebastian sat in the adjacent chair with his back towards me, casually browsing a magazine.

I grunted at him, remembering that he was the one who drugged me. "You should thank me for not dropping you, though I did manage to bang your head against the door." He smirked.

"I'll make sure to return the favour one day. Banging your head against a door, I mean." I mumbled while rubbing my head and sitting up. Not looking up from the magazine, Sebastian chuckled and flipped me off.
Moriarty walked in and talked in a high voice, "ladies, please." He was holding a tray with tea and biscuits and put it in the middle of the coffee table while gracefully seating himself next to me.

We silently sat and made our own cup. I broke the silence when I turned towards Jim, "Why did yóu kill that man? You were supposed to scare him and give the gun to me so I could shoot him." His jaw stiffened as he put cream in his tea, "I just wanted to, that's all." I hesitated to talk again, because I just couldn't understand why he did it. "You don't like getting your hands dirty, so that's a lie."

His hand twitched a bit as he put the teacup to his lips. Sebastian whistled at me, watching us both with excitement in his eyes.
Moriarty fixed his eyes on the blond man and jerked his head to the right, signaling him to leave the room. Sebastian sighed as he wouldn't be able to hear the epic verbal beat down that his boss was going to give me.
He took his cup, stood up and walked into the kitchen while closing the door behind him.

I was bracing myself, ready to get yelled at. But instead he stared into the tea and seemed lost for words.

"I shot him because he was hurting you. I didn't like it, I really didn't like it when he was hurting you," he said in a much lower voice.
Now I was the one lost for words.
Moriarty continued, still staring into his tea. " I want you to be mine, I want you to work with me, because I'm bloody falling for you." He had a pained look on his face as if he was being forced to tell me his secrets.

I scoffed, "yeah, and I'm the Queen of England."

He looked up, into my (e/c) eyes." I can make that happen," and winked.

I blushed and quickly looked away. "That title does sounds good, " I murmured,
"But, Moriarty, you're the devil." The handsome devil took my chin in his hand and turned my head towards his.

"Please, call me Jim," and he pushed his lips onto mine, immediately searching for my tongue with his.
Fuck, why is he so good at this? He can hurt me to the bone, but the taste of him always make me forget about everything.

A knock sounded on the door. "Boss, we have an appointment in an hour."
"I'm coming." Jim answered while kissing my neck, A laugh escaped through my lips, "already?"

I yelped when he bit down. "I'll see you again." He whispered, "and that's a promise." I was surprised that he remembered what I said the first time he left me.

Thanks for reading this short story! I had a lot of fun thinking about scenario's with Moriarty ;)
Maybe I'll make a second one, right now I'm too busy reading other amazing stories (you people are hilarious and very talented)!