Fauna Kent's POV
"So, what do you want to talk about?" I asked as I took a seat in front of him. I don't want to be beside him as I don't know what I would do with my raging hormones whenever I was around. I don't trust myself.
"Well, it just that I have something to tell you, or perhaps talk to you about my job," he said as he was still stroking Americana's fur. That cat was sleeping while purring as he was making that gesture.
I wanted to be that damn cat now.
As I was trying to control myself, I was pushing the mug to him so that he would drink some of the coffee that I made.
"Here, why don't you drink some before you tell me what is on your mind," I said as I was pushing the mug.
"Thanks," he said as he took the mug with his right hand and our hands touched. I looked at him as he looked at me. suddenly, I felt the urge to lick my dry lips. So I licked my lower lips as I was looking down at our hands.
"Fauna, if you do that, I don't think I can tell you my thoughts as I would rather be kissing you right now," he said as my eyes were looking at his stormy orbs. I saw that it has darkened. Darkened with desire for me.
"Yeah, sorry. umm, continue, please," I said as I was getting back and leaned into my chair. I sat as straight as a line right now as I was trying to pay attention to him.
Well, it was not working as I saw his pink lips were touching the edge of the mug to sip on his coffee.
Now I wished I was that mug.
Damn!
I cleared my throat as I was brushing my palms against my pants. I saw that Adam put his mug down and looked at me as he scratched Americana. I looked at the cat before he cleared his throat.
"So, you know my job was as a detective," he started as he looked at me.
"Yes, I did,"
"And now I have been promoted to Lieutenant, you know that right?" He asked me.
"Yes, I believe so? I think your mother might mention it sometimes when we have the gathering at my parents' house," I replied to him as I was nodding my head.
"Okay. umm, I know it was a dangerous occupation and I know that you might want me to maybe stop at my job as you know that our parents were trying to make a decision who would be the next CEO and—"
"No, it's alright, Adam. You can do your job and I will be stuck as the translator until our parents decide that they wanted the next young CEO for their company," I said as I was looking at him before I took a sip of my coffee. I put the mug down as Adam was looking at me.
"So, you were okay with—"
"Adam, our parents cannot dictate our marriage life as much as they wanted. yes, sure they wanted to merge the company by our marriage and I think it was my sister that might be the successor at the company, hence, we can continue our usual occupation anyway," I said as I was looking at him, smiling. He felt relieved as he was sighing before he leaned into the chair and closed his eyes.
"Well, I may have to take your word for that," he said as he was still scratching Americana on her back.
"What do you mean?" I asked him as I was confused by his statement. Surely, our parents would give that to the most eligible person in the family and by that I mean my sister, Flora Kent, who was an IT engineer which will have more knowledge in this department, but I might not know the whole story.
"Adam?" I asked him as he was laying there and closed his eyes. I chuckled before I took Americana from his laps and I let her go to her bed to sleep.
"Adam? Are you truly afraid that you might have to let go of your job?" I asked him as I was staring at his face. His eyes were closed and at this distance, I can see his high cheekbones, his full lips. The lips that I have been kissing for some time now whenever we met up after work.
"Maybe but I can only hope for the best," he said as he was opening his eyes and his stormy orbs were looking at me. I was frozen to my spot as I was looking into his eyes. I gulped as I looked at his full lips then his eyes again. He did the same to me.
"Yes?" I replied to him with the same pitch.
"I have to go, if I stay longer, you might not be getting any sleep," he said as he was getting up from the sofa and me.
"What do you mean?" I said as I was walking him to the entrance. He smirked at me as he stopped in front of the door before turned around and kissed me.
"Well, we might be spending the night doing the only thing that I have on my mind right now. Lock the door, I see you tomorrow, my bride," he said as he closed the door behind him as I felt my lips still linger with his kiss. I smiled to myself before I went to do what was told and get ready for bed.
I was staring at myself as I was done with my shower as I was looking at the mirror in the bathroom. I noticed that he looked at me when I was in the kitchen before he turned away. I smiled as I was looking at my small but full curve body. I thought about the way that he was looking at.
His stormy orbs that darkened with desire for me.
For me, not anybody else and not my sister. And I think I don't even want him to meet her.
I know it was selfish but I think I can be selfish from time to time, right?
Adam Florenz's POV
I sighed as I was leaning in the seat of my car. I cannot believe that I was about to take her right there right now. I think my boner was getting harder and if I don't have my release now, I might have blue balls until tomorrow.
Her sight in the kitchen as she was reaching for the mugs at the top shelf has me stopped and stared. Her knit sweater was up to her waist and I can see that the pale skin under it. I gulped as I was looking at her curves and full bosoms as she smiled when she poured the coffee. I think I might have a wet dream tonight. I was in my daydreaming before I was being disturbed by the phone.
Saved by the ring before I charged inside her house.
I looked at the screen and I was sighing. It was my captain back in Portugal as I never had one from her before. This must be urgent.
"Hello?" I asked in Portuguese as I almost forgot that I spoke the language.
"About time you picked up, we have been trying to call you for hours now," she said as she was gritting her teeth. I rubbed my face as I don't have any missed calls from them. It must not be getting through.
"Sorry, I don't think it came through. Must be the time difference," I said as I sighed. I closed my eyes before I took a deep breath.
"So, what was the reason that you might be calling me? I thought you would never call me ever again after that failed case with Camila Almada," I said as I was leaning against the seat, looking at the people who were walking on the sidewalk.
"Well, we received news that you can break the candidate's choices of Lucia Ricci. That madwoman was making our lives difficult," she grunted. I chuckled at that.
"Well, what is life without some lemon," I joked at her.
"Well, give me the lemon and I squeeze it into your eyes," she snapped.
"Well, I rather have lemonade instead. okay, enough chit chat, what do you want me to do?" I asked her as I was gripping the steering wheel. I might have to go back soon anyway.
"Well, I see that you will be going to need some help from our best PI and how to uncover the truth and the location of the base as well—"
"No worries, I already ahead of you," I said smugly as I was feeling as proud as peacock right now.
"What do you mean?" She asked me as I rolled my eyes at her question.
"Well, I will be uncovering the location tonight and I will be scouting it. I hope it will not be dangerous," I said as I was ready to hang up.
"No, Florenz, you cannot do that. That was against—"
I clicked the red button before I started my engine and sped off to the station. Time to tell my partner what I will be doing tonight with him.
"Yo, Diaz, I need you, stat," I called for him as I was going to my table.
"What's up?" He asked me as I was taking my handcuffs, gun, and badge. The usual stuff.
"You're ready for some action tonight?" I asked him as he was looking at me, confused with my question.
"What?" He asked me.
"I thought you want to do something fun tonight?" I asked him as I was smirking at him.
"I do, but I don't understand what are we—"
"No need, you only need to get your guns and badge and follow me," I said as I was patting his back before he went to his table and scrabble for his gun and badge and handcuffs.
"Shall we?" I asked him as I went out of the station with Diaz and I think this time, we will uncover the truth.