Title: Proximity
Author: Susan Frankovich
E-mail: susanf@ticnet.com
Classification: VR
Keyword: MSR
Archive: Gossamer, Xemplary...Anywhere else,
please ask first.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to each
other, not me.

Summary: You close your eyes and hold onto
the edges of the file cabinet for dear life.
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Proximity
by Susan Frankovich
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You walk into the room, and he's already there.

Just as you knew he would be.

You pretend that you don't notice the way he's
sitting at his desk or the way he's skillfully
rolling two sunflower seeds between his lips.

Even though you do.

You hang up your coat and start rummaging
through the file cabinet, purposely trying
to make some noise so that he'll lift up his
head and look at you.

He does.

You hope he can't tell by the way you're
gripping the edge of the file cabinet that
the beautiful intensity of his eyes has
suddenly made your knees feel like jello.

And yet you hope he can.

You know the next thing he'll ask you is
if you slept well last night and you hope
that when he does, he'll stand up and move
closer to you.

He does.

You tell him that you got a good night's
sleep, while all the time you're thinking
about what an even better night you would've
had if he hadn't gotten that phone call that
took him away from your bed.

And you wonder if he's thinking the same
thing.

He takes another step closer and then he's
right behind you, his warm breath drifting
across the back of your neck.

You feel a chill, yet your skin burns.

He leans forward and puts his hands on top
of yours, completely surrounding you.

You close your eyes and hold onto the edge
of the file cabinet for dear life.

Then he presses his lips against the delicate
skin behind your ear and whispers, "We'll try
again tonight."

You take a deep breath.

He breathes with you.

You open your eyes and finally let go of the
file cabinet.

He lets go with you.

And as you slowly turn around in his arms
and look up into those smoldering eyes of
his, you say the only thing you can say...

"Yes."


~end~

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