Always In A Million Years

7

Song: Call you mine- The Chainsmoker, Bebe Rexha

Hera McQueen

"No way! He is here?"

"Yes, and he is right be-" Rose was interrupted when someone snaked their hands and blindfolded me with it.

"Guess who?" Familiar husky voice reached my ears. Marcus

"Oh my god! Ali?!" I answered Marcus' sister's name. The hands let go quickly, and was greeted by the scowl on his face.

"You knew it was me." He stated.

I shrugged and pulled him in a hug.

"You ass! Why didn't you tell me you were coming to states?"

"Then I wouldn't have get this hug from you." He whispered in my ears.

Marcus Specter, 25, my partner in crime, literally. We have grown up together. Same school, Same university, heck! Same degree.
He is that kind of guy who can swoon girls with his smooth talk and would let the opponent to mercy when you see him in the court. Been there, done that.

"Congratulations on new firm." He said.

"Thank you! So why the sudden visit?" I asked, pulling away from him.

"I missed you." He said, kissing the back of my hand. I chuckled.

"Marcus I know you better than you think. So speak up Mr. I'm-brit-guy-now." Hinting on the British accent.

"Dad called up yesterday and said there is something important to discuss, related to this new firm. As we are name partners and require my presence." He explained.

Yes, Marcus is son of Sean Specter, who is the other half of the firm. Marcus had straight senior position and still have, if he ever wished to return back to New York and join the firm.

"Oh right! How could I forget that. Have you met him yet?" It slipped my mind to ask granddad about deal with Specters on new firm.

"Not yet. And Hera, I know how much this firm matters to you. And I promise, I would never let anyone come in between that and ruin it." His hazel green eyes shine with truth and sincerity.

"Thank you, Marcus. And I would love nothing but to have you here as senior partner of this firm anytime. " I kissed his cheek.

"I will hold you to that." He whispered in my ears.

Someone clears their throat, made us look at intruder.

"May I have a dance with you?" Zach asked offering his hand, looking straight into my eyes. His body looked stiff but have charismatic smile on, I looked at Marcus, who winked and walked away.

"Sure." I replied. I placed my hand in his, which he hold firmly.

We reached the dance floor, when familiar tone of 'Patience' by Guns N' Roses was played.

He placed his hand on my bare back, pulling me closer and other hold out my hand. I placed my free hand on his shoulder. I don't have to turn to confirm the prying eyes of my brothers on us.

My breath caught in my throat, when I look up to his gray eyes. They are beautiful pair of orbs, which reflect the sweet and mischievous man he is. My body felt sparked up with the tingling sensation of his hand on my back. Or is it effect of wine I had before, I really can't say.

"Did I tell you, you look beautiful tonight. Not that you don't look beautiful any other day. But today, you seem to be enjoying yourself." He said in smooth voice.