we can’t still at least train together at
lunch time. I have never seen one of those girls on the running track or in the
gym, and last I checked there’s no policy against exercising with a co-worker
of the opposite sex.
“It was great training with you last week
Katrina, and if you will at least continue to do that with me then we can get
to know each other a little better and see where this all takes us.”
“I don’t know Elliot; I think our hormones
might be clouding our judgement here a bit.”
“Well, I know they’re clouding mine,” he
said stepping closer to me and lowering his voice, “the whole time you’ve been
talking to me, I can’t stop thinking about having those long legs of yours
wrapped around my waist again.” His closeness was intoxicating as I breathed
him in; his body scent mixed with his deodorant was earthy and raw. I closed my
eyes and forced myself to push away from him, placing my hand on his chest to
stop him moving closer to me.
“Fine, I’ll train with you,” my voice came
out embarrassingly breathy, and I could see his eyes darken with arousal. “But
this,” I gestured between us, “this attraction between us, needs to be kept in
check for now. We can’t go around stealing kisses from each other when we think
no one’s watching. That’s not why I brought you in here.”
He stepped away and let out a slow breath,
running his hands through his hair, scratching the back of his head.
“Ok, it’s a deal,” he said.
“Well then I will see you at the gym on
Friday?” He nodded in reply. “Wait here and I’ll go ahead. We don’t need to be
seen coming out of the stairwell together. They'll have a field day with that.”
Chapter 10
Over the next few weeks things did calm
down at work, I didn’t go back to Friday night drinks and tried to spend as
little time in the break room as possible, opting to leave the library five
minutes early to make my coffee and bring it to my desk to drink while I surfed
the net or called David or my mum for a chat. Kayley would stop in on her way
back from the kitchen each day but said that she understood why I wanted to
stay away for the moment. She was just disappointed as she liked having me
around.
Training was going well. I was getting to
know Elliot better; I learned that he was 25 and that his parents were
divorced. He went into law because his father was a barrister, so he had a lot
to live up to and felt fairly pressured by him to be as successful, if not
more.
His mother didn’t work, she lived in
Parramatta with her new husband while Elliot lived in his Dad’s flat in Bondi.
His father had moved in with his fiancé but continued to pay Elliot’s housing
costs. Actually, his dad paid for everything.
I found that amazing because my brother,
and I paid board to continue living in our childhood home the moment we started
working – I couldn’t imagine having a credit card attached to my parent’s
account to use freely.
I also came to learn that he used to be a
really chubby kid all the way through to his mid-teens. But when he started
kayaking, he dropped the extra kilograms. All of a sudden, he got attention
from girls and didn’t really know how to deal with it. So he learned how to
become indifferent to keep them at an arm’s length, only choosing to date a
handful of girls.
“You don’t even know how hot you are, do
you?” I asked him one day while we were out running.
“I know how hot you are,” he replied with a
devilish grin before changing the subject, “When are you going to let me take
you out?”
“Soon,” was all I gave him. “Hey, did you
know our mothers know each other?”
“I did.”
“You did?! Hmmm, it’s a small world isn’t
it?”
“Sure is.”
“Elliot?”
“Yes?”
“You didn’t tell your mother anything about
what’s going on with us did you?”
“What is going on with us Katrina?” he
asked seriously.
“Well, just that we’re hanging out –
training,
lunch time. I have never seen one of those girls on the running track or in the
gym, and last I checked there’s no policy against exercising with a co-worker
of the opposite sex.
“It was great training with you last week
Katrina, and if you will at least continue to do that with me then we can get
to know each other a little better and see where this all takes us.”
“I don’t know Elliot; I think our hormones
might be clouding our judgement here a bit.”
“Well, I know they’re clouding mine,” he
said stepping closer to me and lowering his voice, “the whole time you’ve been
talking to me, I can’t stop thinking about having those long legs of yours
wrapped around my waist again.” His closeness was intoxicating as I breathed
him in; his body scent mixed with his deodorant was earthy and raw. I closed my
eyes and forced myself to push away from him, placing my hand on his chest to
stop him moving closer to me.
“Fine, I’ll train with you,” my voice came
out embarrassingly breathy, and I could see his eyes darken with arousal. “But
this,” I gestured between us, “this attraction between us, needs to be kept in
check for now. We can’t go around stealing kisses from each other when we think
no one’s watching. That’s not why I brought you in here.”
He stepped away and let out a slow breath,
running his hands through his hair, scratching the back of his head.
“Ok, it’s a deal,” he said.
“Well then I will see you at the gym on
Friday?” He nodded in reply. “Wait here and I’ll go ahead. We don’t need to be
seen coming out of the stairwell together. They'll have a field day with that.”
Chapter 10
Over the next few weeks things did calm
down at work, I didn’t go back to Friday night drinks and tried to spend as
little time in the break room as possible, opting to leave the library five
minutes early to make my coffee and bring it to my desk to drink while I surfed
the net or called David or my mum for a chat. Kayley would stop in on her way
back from the kitchen each day but said that she understood why I wanted to
stay away for the moment. She was just disappointed as she liked having me
around.
Training was going well. I was getting to
know Elliot better; I learned that he was 25 and that his parents were
divorced. He went into law because his father was a barrister, so he had a lot
to live up to and felt fairly pressured by him to be as successful, if not
more.
His mother didn’t work, she lived in
Parramatta with her new husband while Elliot lived in his Dad’s flat in Bondi.
His father had moved in with his fiancé but continued to pay Elliot’s housing
costs. Actually, his dad paid for everything.
I found that amazing because my brother,
and I paid board to continue living in our childhood home the moment we started
working – I couldn’t imagine having a credit card attached to my parent’s
account to use freely.
I also came to learn that he used to be a
really chubby kid all the way through to his mid-teens. But when he started
kayaking, he dropped the extra kilograms. All of a sudden, he got attention
from girls and didn’t really know how to deal with it. So he learned how to
become indifferent to keep them at an arm’s length, only choosing to date a
handful of girls.
“You don’t even know how hot you are, do
you?” I asked him one day while we were out running.
“I know how hot you are,” he replied with a
devilish grin before changing the subject, “When are you going to let me take
you out?”
“Soon,” was all I gave him. “Hey, did you
know our mothers know each other?”
“I did.”
“You did?! Hmmm, it’s a small world isn’t
it?”
“Sure is.”
“Elliot?”
“Yes?”
“You didn’t tell your mother anything about
what’s going on with us did you?”
“What is going on with us Katrina?” he
asked seriously.
“Well, just that we’re hanging out –
training,
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