Fighting Off The Demons

Chapter 6

Lara's pov

The work was so hectic at the office that we had to sleep there.
The change of events had really affected George that I almost feel sorry for him.

"ALMOST"

When Chris Fleetwood confessed that he hadn't killed his brother. The whole case became confusing. We had being thinking all throughout the night about who would benefit from Mr Fleetwood's death.

"MRS FLEETWOOD"

We concluded that she's was the only one that would benefit from her death because he had cheated on her with his sister.

Sister!!!!!!Maybe I would kill him too.....just saying.

Now we had to search for any evidence to show that Mrs Fleetwood killed her husband.

I checked the time. It was 12:30am.

Ok I will just take a peep.....nooo I am not a stalker.....just one will do....just one!!!!

I stood from my seat. I checked around, everybody was fast asleep.
I tiptoed to the door of his office. I carefully opened the door a little and I peeped inside.

"Come in if you want to"
I was shocked but I composed myself.
"Huh.....okay"

I opened the door and went in. He was laying on the sofa in his office with him facing the ceiling.

I drew a chair and I sat beside him. Now it was awfully silent. He was closing his eyes so I used the opportunity to take a close look at him. This is the closest I've gotten to him and it made butterflies dancing in my stomach or maybe frogs jumping.

He had a sharp jaw with a little stubble. He made his face look so godly. He was perfect. I glanced down and my jaw dropped open.
He had unbuttoned the first two bottons of his shirt and since he was laying down, I could see all his chest on display. If I had looked at it another second, I would be drooling. God knows how often he worked out.

Okay enough don't look.

It took my willpower to tear my eyes off him. But after few seconds I succumbed to the brain of my eyes.

How is he so handsome.

"Stop it you are going to bore a hole in my body" He said jilting me out of my thoughts.

Embarrassed I looked forward immediately.

"Lara.....Do you think Mrs Fleetwood killed him" He asked eventually breaking the akward silence.

Surprised that he called my name.
"I don't know......the evidence is not pointing her way"

"Yea....I think so too.....we'll have to find out if anyother person is really having a grudge towards Mr Fleetwood" He uttered his voice incredibly soft.

"Yea" I said surprised at his mood and his choice of voice.

Its now or never.

"George" I called softly
"Huh" He opened his eyes.

"Why are you cold towards me?" I asked boldly.

He smiled. Then I discovered his dimple and his neatly arranged set of teeths guided by his puffy lips that will taste like........I don't know.

"Really I'm not been cold...but I'm just being professional" he answered thoughfully.

"Seriously you were a pain in my ass yesterday"

"Also know how to give pleasure there too" He winked at me.

"Eewwww gross....didn't know you were this vulgar" I scrunched my nose.

"Ok I'll try to be nice" He said closing his eyes

I like how he calls my name

"And also , call me by my name" I asked hopefully.

"Okay, I'll try...but I have my mood swings and I can't guarantee then......okay" He asked still closing his eyes.

"Okay" I stressed it.
I want to know all about him. Should I ask? Will it be strange? No it won't.

"Hum..." I heard him snoring slightly.

Now I can look at him all I want.

I looked at him. He looked so peaceful. I traced my fingers along his face.

I sighed.
I want this to be mine. All of it......but I can only dream on. I will sleep beside him for just 10 minutes.

Without thinking I laid beside him.

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Lara's pov

I woke up to see him staring at me.
"Good morning beautiful" He said smiling

I'm I dreaming? Beautiful?

I looked at his face.
I sighed inwardly
God didn't make things easier for me. He's too beautiful!!!

"When you are done tell me" He uttered smirking, jolting me out of my thoughts.

"Whatever" I muttered rolling my eyes

I tried to stand from the sofa but he was pinning my legs with it.

"Let go of me" I shrieked.

"Not with those lips looking like that princess"

What does he mean? Lips?

"What are you......."

He pressed his lips to mine. It felt so good that I wanted to glue his mouth to mine forever.

He mishandled me with his kiss as he was trailing his hand on my bum.

With excitement overwhelming me I tossed my sweater over my head. While he kissed my neck down to my colar bone.
"George" I moaned his name.

"Lara" He groaned back.
I smiled for the effect I had on him.

But he did what surprised me, he started calling me repeatedly. Suddenly he vanished but he was still calling my name.

Scared I shouted his name.
"George!!!!!"

And I woke up to see him staring at me smirking.