Flames & Firehoses (Arsonist X Firefighter)

Chapter 9

Running into work on a pair of thin, stiletto heels, I gripped my coffee cup tightly in my hand, while I tried to use tiny, hurried steps - so that I didn't stretch and rip the seams of my tight skirt. I had been finicky about my outfit this morning (after coming home from Danny's apartment). I was slightly nervous (as if I were preparing for a first date)! Although the architect was perfectly satisfied with seeing nothing on me (and, probably, preferred me in that natural state, actually!), for some reason, I was worried about what impression I made, when I was dressed.

On the off chance that Joe were to see me walking out of the office with Danny, I wanted to look impeccably good! (Knowing my luck, my boss would, not only get a glance of Danny leaving with me; but, also, of Danny and me kissing or discussing the sex we'd had)! I foresaw some-thing out of my control happening; so, the least I could do was prim my beauty for the part (in hope of being able to use it to my advantage)!

Joe greeted me with his usual, sleazy attitude; but, I was far too flustered to care about how he was feeling! The constricting nature of my white lace-and-spandex shirt, underneath a three-quarters sleeve, opal-colored, silk jacket, was bad enough without the forced, narrow strides from the cut of my crisp, white pencil skirt! At least, I was accustomed to one part of my outfit - my shoes! I'd been acquainted with high heels from age eight and had used the wardrobe article on many occasions to pass as older than I was (in order to gain access to adult clubs and bars, buy cigarettes, rent a car, etc.).

Although I had set out the tube of bright, red lipstick to be next in line for my choice in makeup, I decided that the natural tone of a dusty-rose shade would be more fitting with my ensemble today. ...However, I tucked the fiery stick into my purse with the intention of using it as soon as the opportunity presented itself! I, also, included a sheer, matching-red scarf in my bag (to raise my chances). Sometimes, luck needed a nudge!

Despite being able to prepare for Danny's visit to my workplace in advance this time, my jaw still dropped, when I saw the handsome architect, confidently strolling down the hall in a sharp, pale-bronze-colored suit and a silk, textured, beige tie, accenting the caramel undertone of his perfect skin! He was escorted by a staff member I didn't recognize - most likely, one of the service people Karen managed.

"Wow!" was all that came to mind, as I watched him pass by my desk with a delighted smirk accentuating his dimples.

He quickly turned his head back (for just a second!) to send me an awaiting grin; then, resumed his stroll with perfect relaxation, so that the man who was with him wouldn't suspect a thing. I couldn't help but smile, in return!

The next hour was one of the more entertaining bouts of time I'd ever had at the office! My smile remained plastered to my face, while I thought about how closely Joe might be studying the blueprints, which were hung like giant posters of proof of the sex that the artist of these drawings and I'd had!

Danny was right! There was a thrill to it! It actually had an odd similarity to what I felt when I lit something on fire! Strangely enough, that train of thought led directly to me recalling Henry and the amazing experience we had shared!

"Henry and Danny are with me or, at least, on my mind so often that I might as well be strutting around with both of them!" I scoffed at my own obscenity. "...Or having them both at the same time in all aspects!" I grinned to myself. "What a team they would make!" I daydreamed about Henry and Danny, hovering over my body and hitting all the right spots... "Henry's expertise of finding my G-spot in the missionary position would come in handy, while Danny's artistic painting of invisible lines over my body and teasing my nipples would be a perfect combination!" I daydreamed. "Too bad that's never going to happen!" I snorted internally, even my inner voice sounding slightly deflated. "Oh well!" I cheered myself up instantly, as I caught the shadow of the architect's figure moving, while he presented his material to my boss.