Howie walked back slowly, peeking around the corner to see Allona with her hair piled on her head, back to him, hunched over her computer. He silently set down the bottle and glasses and walked up behind her, tracing the line of her neck to her cheekbone with his finger.
"Oh! God, you startled me..." laughed Allona turning to see him. Her heart stopped midbeat when she saw that long glossy hair in tendrils over his shoulders. "...Hi."
"Hi. I brought you some champagne," he said, trailing his finger down to her lips.
He watched as her gazed was tranfixed on him, not moving. "Thanks," he heard her mutter, feeling her lips move behind his fingertip.
He slowly moved his arm from around beside her. "Now, let me pour us some," he said, turning and making his way to where he'd sat the bottle and glasses. He glanced over to her as he flexed the cork, popping it with his hands, all the while not taking his eyes from hers. Oh yes...she was fascinated...he must remember to thank Maya later. "Are you done working yet Cherry? Ready to party?" he asked huskily.
"Um...not ...not quite..." she stuttered, tearing her eyes from him and looking back down to her computer. "Only a couple more pages to go," she managed to get out before he made his way back over to her. He came up behind her once more, leaning over slowly, purposely letting his hair fall over her shoulder as he reached around to hand her a flute of champagne. He could tell she was almost holding her breath as he looked over her shoulder, seeing her slowly, unconciously slide her tongue over her lips.
Allona felt like her heart was about the thump right out of her chest. Concentrate? That was going to be almost impossible, she thought as she sipped her champagne, feeling the bubbles tickle down the back of her throat.
"Too bad," he whispered into her ear. "Well, hurry up lady....the night is creeping by," he finished, tossing back his champagne and rising away from her again as he began to slip his shirt over his head. As expected, she turned slightly to watch him. "You know," he added, "I think I'm going to go take a shower....a nice HOT, steamy shower..." he trailed off, heading towards the door. He stopped for a moment and turned back to her, catching her eyes with his dark sparkling brown ones. "The door will be unlocked...you should join me when you're done...." and he turned, leaving the invitation hanging in the air between them.
Allona watched as he disappeared, then heard the shower spray in the tiny bathroom next door. She turned back to her computer and attempted to finish the last two pages of text, but found herself having to reread each paragraph as her mind went through some sort of strange internal struggle. Mental images of Howie standing under the shower spray, head thrown back, hair clinging, body soapy strayed through her mind. Damn him, she thought. "What the hell," she mumbled to no one in particular, pausing for a moment then rising from her spot and edging slowly towards the bathroom door. Maybe she could at least get a peek without him hearing her.
She stared at the handle for a moment, as if it might open itself if she looked at it long enough. Hesitantly she reached out and took the cool metal knob in her fingers, turning it quietly. When the door cracked open, she saw that the tiny space was filled with steam as she made her way inside. She felt the door being pushed from her grasp and heard it close behind her.
"I knew you wouldn't be able to resist," she heard him whisper behind her,
sending shivers down her spine.
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