Sunday, January 27, 2013

Delivery


I ran my fingers across the large red cross and the raised black lettering on the plate glass double doors.
"Templar Industries"
I counted the people at the front desk; seven of them. I couldn't risk being recognized. Slinking back into the shadows, I leaned up against the granite building clutching the two cardboard boxes.
I waited almost twenty minutes before peering through the glass again. I saw Barrett standing at the front desk giving instructions to one of the interns. He patted the young blonde assistant on the rear and she scurried into one of the offices giggling. As she closed the door, I entered and casually made my way through the lobby to the reception area. I set the boxes of pizza on the black marble counter and waited.
He held out a twenty.
I shook my head. "That's not gonna cover it."
He looked puzzled and I nodded my head towards the conference room. He glanced down the hallway cautiously then followed me inside, gently closing the door behind him. I ran my hand along the roughness of the stacked stone wall, amazed at the extravagant amenities; an indoor rock garden and a fireplace. Probably a jacuzzi somewhere.
"Vivian, what the hell are you doing?" He sounded angry.
"I had to see you. And, ah...I figured everybody orders pizza, so here I am. And now... you have to pay me."
His face broke into a smile and he playfully stuck out his tongue.
"Don't do that unless you intend to use it."
"Oh I do..." He grabbed me and kissed me long and hard; just enough to leave me gasping for breath as he pulled away.
"Is that enough?" he asked gazing into my eyes; hypnotizing me.
I paused for a moment, "maybe just a little more."




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