Trouble With Us

Chapter 14

Chapter 14.....change

Glad it was finally Friday I showed up early to set up for Wills nine o'clock meeting. It had been a long week and I was thankful for the pending weekend and hanging with my kids. Will had kept them because his parents were down through my usual days and I missed them.

"Vanilla bean coffee," Will smiled as he casually leaned against the door frame to the conference room. Glancing over my shoulder from the projection screen I was greeted by the sight of Will looking drop dead gorgeous. By now I had long given up on trying to deny the bolt of desire I felt when ever I saw him. Now I anticipated it....almost welcomed it.

In my head there was a version of me jumping up and down like a little kid. "Thank you." I smiled reaching for my cup."I think you might be confused. I'm suppose to bring you the coffee."

"I was thinking about you as usual," pushing off the frame he came closer, "So I thought hey brownie points."

"Brownie points, " I could help but laugh. "It's going to take a lot more than coffee to earn enough brownie points."

"Ya but I made you laugh too," still walking closer Will let his eyes slowly drift up and down my body. "There should be rules to looking like that." His voice suddenly low and husky.

A ember sparked spreading a warmth through my body at his deepening tone, "Looking like what? I'm in proper business attire."

"How is a poor bloke suppose to get any work done when I can't take my eyes off of you." Coming around the corner of the table I felt as if I was Wills prey. "All I'm going to be able to do is think about you."

"Well your going to have to just have to be a big boy and focus on your work." Grabbing my coffee I winked at him as I headed for the door. "Thanks again for the coffee."

Wound tighter than a jugger knot I sat at my desk. I couldn't resist looking back at Will. Just a glance to see...I don't know...if he was paying attention to me. Will was standing where I had left him with a smile on his face that spoke volumes. While I may have outwardly appeared composed it was the furthest thing from the truth. All I could envision was his hands running all over my body. Giggling to myself I thought....and Will thought he was going to have a hard time focusing today.

Try as I might to catch up I couldn't. Every time time I would get rid of one stack of files I would return to my desk only to find another. With Will almost solely conducting business from this location as well as a portion of Romeos files the work load was insurmountable. The office did seem to run a great deal smoother since Will streamlined the company but it was nearly impossible to keep up. Wishing I had a few more hours it was all ready the end of the day. No wonder Will usually worked long after everyone else had left.

Deciding enough was enough I packed it in for the day. Walking by Wills office I waved goodbye as another executive was in with him. Grabbing my stuff I found Rory curled up on one of the outside benches reading a book. "It's about time," she teased throwing her book in her bag. "I was starting to wonder if you and Will were busy getting it on and leaving me hanging."

"Hardly," I laughed. "No I was just trying to get caught up. At least to the point Monday wouldn't be a nightmare."

"I hate to burst your bubble," she tossing her bag over her shoulder as we began to walk. "Will is moving his entire office here. He rented the top floors above us. It's suppose to happen just into the new year. Rumour has it he is looking into buying the building."

Rolling my eyes, "Ya well at this point Will might as well turn one of the offices into an apartment and I will just live in the building."

Tossing our bags in the car we dodged in and around traffic for forty minutes to pick up Vanessa and nearly another hour to get to the coffee house. It was hard to choose which was worse. Rory's driving or New York traffic. At several points through out the ride I found myself cringing, trying to press my invisible break or putting my hands out in the event of a crash. When she finally parked I felt as if I should get out and thank the lord I was alive. Kiss the ground or something.