“There is someone here to see you.” The receptionist had a quizzical grin. “He didn’t give his real name.”
She couldn’t help but smirk a little. “Let me guess, he said his name is ‘Superman’?”
“Yep!” The receptionist giggled as she walked back to her desk.
She tried to hold back her excitement as she headed to the front. He came into the office?! No email saying, Meet me outside? He’s inside the building?! Her head was spinning.
She saw him as she came around the corner. Superman blue. Her heart melted.
She wanted to jump into his arms and kiss him all over his face, but two things immediately stopped her. One, she was at work and everyone was watching them and two, because she didn’t know the precise reason he was there, she didn’t want to get her hopes up, so she maintained her composure and gave him a simple side hug, trying not to let her shaking hands betray her.
She suggested they go back to her office to talk. As she walked him back to her office, she decided the conference room would be better for privacy.
She closed the door behind them and stared at him a moment. Her face broke into a smile and she hugged him for real, kissed him, and stared at him again.
“What are you doing here?” She was shaking as she asked the question.
“What do you think I’m doing here?”
“I’m afraid to say it, because I might be wrong.” She looked down at her feet.
He held her by the waist and repeated the question, “Why do you think I’m here?”
“You’re here because you’re leaving.” She whispered slowly and unsurely.
“You’re here to tell me you’re going to be with me.” She looked down at her feet.
He lifted her chin and kissed her. “Don’t look down when you’re talking to me, baby. Always keep your head up.”
Then suddenly, he hugged her, tight as he could and whispered in her ear, “Yes. You’re all mine.”
She could hardly believe it. She wasn’t actually sure she did. If he hadn’t walked into the office itself, she would never have believed it, but there he was. So handsome. So sincere. And even… a little vulnerable.
“You don’t seem as excited as I thought you’d be,” he said disappointedly.
“I am excited. I’m just in a little bit of shock. I was not expecting this. I’m kind of freaking out, to be honest.” She looked at her feet again, then remembered his words and looked into his eyes. He was searching her face.
“I’m nervous and scared, too,” he confessed.
They stood there another moment or two. Her heart felt like it was going to pound out of her chest. She wanted to hold him so badly. She wanted to run away from work and just be in his arms all day.
Out of the corner of her eye, she could see one of the attorneys walking past. She knew she couldn’t express her excitement properly in there. She wanted to kiss him, really kiss him, they had to leave.
He read her mind. “You gonna walk me out?”
They stepped out into the hall. She gave him a real hug and a kiss. He walked behind her and put his arms around her, squeezing her midsection.
She felt giddy. She reached back and grabbed his hand. Was he really going to be all hers? This is what it would feel like all the time! She struggled to keep her feet on the ground.
They walked down the stairs together. He smacked her on the ass as they laughed. He was as excited as she was. As they got to the bottom of the stairs, she turned and threw her arms around him. She pressed her whole body against him as he kissed her. They kissed and kissed. She could have let him take her right there in the stairwell, and he nearly did.
She didn’t want to let him go, literally or figuratively. She held onto him and kept kissing him, stopping only when she heard the door upstairs open. They stepped apart briefly as a large man meandered down the stairs and said a compulsory hello. As soon as he was out of sight, she wrapped her arms around her man and kissed him harder. She desperately wanted him.
He grabbed her arms, and held her back a bit. It reminded her of that day at the memorial. “Baby, stop. You’re gonna cum,” he warned.
“I don’t care,” she breathed. She hopped up and wrapped both legs around him. He stopped her again, before it went too far. That was a good call, no matter how much she wanted him. She was at work and she needed to behave, even if all she wanted to do was misbehave with him.
They walked over to his car and talked a little while longer. She was still reeling from the news he told her. She was barely able to think clearly, as a couple of questions floated to the front of her mind. She asked them, slowly, one at a time, and he answered them, honestly. He made a request of her and she promised him she would honor it.
She kissed him once more before asking him with a wink if he wanted to stay for lunch and break in the new car. He reluctantly declined; she could see he was tempted.
She walked away in awe. This was really happening. He was really going to be hers. She could hardly contain her joy. She definitely couldn’t stop smiling. The man of her dreams was going to be hers and those dreams were coming true.
She felt singing. She felt like dancing. She felt like she could flying. She felt like… She felt like she was finally whole.