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Gentle jazz music drifted through the air, the sweet sound dripping from the gramophone like thick sugary honey

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Gentle jazz music drifted through the air, the sweet sound dripping from the gramophone like thick sugary honey. The music bounced off each corner of the tall office that was fit snugly far back and above the beautiful and bustling restaurant that belonged to Miss Claudia Holmes. Said woman swayed about the open floor, her heels muffled by the red Persian rug. A lit cigarette dangled between her deep red lips while her eyes glittered in the light that was cast down from the chandelier above her. The black fabric of her dress sat snug against her slim body, hugging the perfect curves of her figure.

She didn't know why she was dancing. Maybe it was the whiskey that she had had not but a moment ago, or the fact that her restaurant was just bustling with life beneather her office, the beat of the live band drifting up through the hard wood floor. So she continued to dance like no one was watching.

But in reality, Dahl sat on the sofa, and the blonde though that she looked like a twat.

"You look fucking ridiculous" The brown eyed woman called out as she crossed her trouser clad legs and continued to smoke. Her short hair was jelled back but several messy strands had escaped and now rested against her forehead.

"Shut up, I'm enjoying myself"

The American raised a thin brow but continued to watch her boss sway to the beat, her deep eyes trailing across her curves. The Williams woman was the epitome of butch lesbian. Short hair, strong jaw, toned muscles that could make any woman drool and an attitude that sent men running for the hills. The two women had spent their fair share of nights tangled between the sheets together. It was a mutual no strings attached agreement.

Claud let out a gentle hum before she stopped dancing to dropped herself down beside Dahl and threw her legs across the other woman's lap. The sandy blondes callous hands instantly found their way to her calves, rubbing over the silky skin gently, remembering how she enjoyed it. Brown eyes traveled up the white haired woman's slim waist, across her chest, and up till their eyes met. The Holmes woman's eyes were bewitching. The right a cold icey blue that could send a sharp chill down anyone's spine while the other was a deep brown, so dark that the pupil was barely distinguishable from the iris. She normally hid them behinde a pair of tinted glasses. Always tinted black, considering it was her color.

The heavy office door creaked open as a tall and broad brunette made his way into the wide room, his long hair jelled back, as his brigh blue eyes zeroed in on the two women. James rubbed his stubbly jaw as he smiled at the pair. Dahl paid him no mind while Claud's piercing eyes were fixated on the Romanian. They flickered down to the small white box in his hand.

"I'm back" he called out before bouncing the box gently "and I brought treats"

He pulled a chair from in front of the desk over to the women before he dropped down into it and opened the box in a dramatically slow fashion. He let out a small 'ta dah!' when it was fully opened. Multiple cakes and pastries sat bunched together in the white cardboard box while the smell and heat that radiates off them was almost enough to make Claud drool. She reached for the red velvet and buttercream cupcake with greedy fingers. James chuckled at his boss while Dahl pulled out a blueberry muffin.

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