"I'm not sure what you're talking about," Des said, looking over his shoulder. His eyes connected with Moor's amber jewels.
"Always playing coy." Moor smiled. "Tallen."
"Yes, boss," Tallen responded.
"Do we have time for a cup of coffee?"
Tallen looked at his watch and then nodded. "Your next appointment is not until four, so you have time."
"You and Marco, go find something to do. I'll call you guys when I'm ready to leave."
"Okay." Tallen didn't even bat an eye or look in Des's direction before he left and walked out of the cafe.
Moor, for his part, sat opposite Des and took the cup from his hand, and took a sip, screwing up his face. "Why did you let it get cold?"
"No one told you to drink my coffee, so why don't you get your own?" Des told him.
Moor licked his lips, staring intensely at Des. "I figured yours would taste better."
There he goes, flirting with me when he was the one who drew the line in the sand. What the hell is up with him and the mixed signals? And why the fuck is my face feeling flushed by what he said? Hell, he needs to either fuck me or leave me alone.
SCENE V
OTHELLO
Othello smirked, watching the little doc squirm in his chair, trying to mask his blushing cheeks. Although he'd drawn a line between them, he couldn't deny how adorable Des was when he was flustered. To spare the man some grace, he changed the subject.
"Do you know the man I was meeting with today?"
"Why should I?"
"He's asked me to gather information about your father. Would you be opposed to me doing that?"
"I thought you worked in construction."
"I do far more than that." Othello smiled. "So, would you care?"
Des shook his head. "It has nothing to do with me."
Othello wasn't sure what he’d been expecting, but he was pretty sure that wasn't it. "Why? Aren't you curious about what I might find out?"
"My father knew what he was doing when he decided to run for senate. If he has secrets, he should have known they would get out. I only ask one thing."
"What's that?"
"Whatever you find, don't tell me."
"I didn't plan on it."
"Good."
"You keep surprising me, Doc."
"What do you mean?"
"Here, I thought you were the dutiful son and would tell me to leave dear old dad alone. Instead, you shrug it off."
"Like I said, my dad knew what he was doing, so I'm sure he's prepared for anything that comes out about him."
