28.
February 27th, 2020
“You know you don’t have to knock, right?” I said with my eyes on my laptop screen as I continued to scroll through the pictures on it.
In my peripheral view, I saw Zaira poking her head in through the slightly open trailer door. “I can’t know for sure what you must be doing in here all alone, so it’s better to announce myself rather than accidentally witness something that might scar me for the rest of my nerdy life.”
I rolled my eyes as I faced her. “Come here.” I patted my left thigh with a smile, and then shifted a little in my chair.
She walked in, shut the trailer door, placed the coffee mug she was holding on the worktable in front of me, and then sat on my lap.
She looked irresistible in her long red flannel shirt and skintight jeans. Her hair was a mess above her head, and her glasses, as usual, were falling down her nose. She was cute, my girlfriend.
Zaira looked around the trailer for a minute or two, and then brought those hazel eyes to me before giving me a complacent smirk.
“What?” I asked. I wrapped an arm around her waist and pushed her glasses up her nose.
“This,” she responded as she circled a finger in the air. “This is a neat trailer. Better than the previous one.”
“Yeah?” The layout for the new one was way simpler and elegant than the one I’d destroyed during my rat chase. But the new trailer was also slightly more expensive, as it had a lot of comfort and preference adjustments done to it.
Zaira ran her fingers over the back of my head. “Yeah.” She then clicked her tongue. “But I’ll have you know that the people you’d hired for the lighting job yesterday were total and utter asshats. It’s a miracle Ken and I were able to get them to work according to our instructions.”
I chuckled. “I’m sorry.” I pressed a kiss on her chin. “Thank you for helping them out, though,” I said. “I wish I’d been there to guide the workers with you instead of Ken.”
Zaira smiled. “It’s no problem, Gall. I know your Wednesdays are meant for your parents, and your parents only. It’s one of the reasons why I adore you so much. You put family first, and that’s such a beautiful trait.”
“Thanks.” I tightened my arm around her. “But I feel kinda bad because you gave up your day off in favor of assisting the electricians.”
Her eyes gleamed behind her glasses as she canted her head. “I’m sure you’ll make it up to me in that regard.”
My lips twitched at the mischief in her voice. “I will, will I?”
She bit her bottom lip and leaned in slowly. “Yes,” she whispered, and then glanced at my mouth.
With a smile, I touched my lips to hers, and in an instant, she opened hers and kissed me back.
I swallowed a moan and held her face with my free hand before feathering my tongue against hers.
It was heaven when we kissed.
It was fire when her breaths hitched against me.
It was divine when our bodies intertwined the way they did as we lost ourselves into the sea of our wants, of our lust.
Of our love.
Zaira pulled back and placed the tips of her soft fingers over my mouth. “We can continue this later. Drink your coffee before it goes cold.”
I relished the redness around her lips for a moment, and then grabbed the coffee mug off the table when she gave me a ‘Do as I say’ look.
As I took a sip of it, though, a thought, or a feeling, perhaps, nagged at me. I looked at Zaira. “Will you think it’s weird if I say that I don’t like you working as a crew member anymore?” I gulped some more of the coffee as I waited for her to say something, because damn, caffeine was what I needed – in plenty – after kissing the woman in my arm.
Zaira shook her head. “Not weird, no.”
I placed the mug on the table and used my hand to cup the side of her left thigh. “Then don’t work here. My assistant atUnder the Woodswants to retire early and spend time with her husband and kid, so her position will be up for grabs soon. I can’t think of a better person for the job than you.”
Zaira sighed. “I’ve signed a contract with Ross, Gall.”
