movies do you watch, Thorne?” Elena asked.
“He doesn’t watch movies,” Lane replied for me. “He’s an incredibly boring guy who works and sleeps and then works some more.”
“That’s not true,” I said. “I watch movies all the time.”
“Oh yeah?” Lane said. “What was the last one you watched?”
I tried to remember. “I don’t know that one with the gods…Loki and Thor with the Ice giants or whatever.”
“Frost Giants Thorne,” Lane said. “And that was the first Thor movie and it was released some four years ago.” He turned to Elena. “You see what I mean?”
Elena grinned. “I’m sure he’s busy,” she said.
The cockiness in her voice was a treat. I had never seen her that way. It showed an uninhibited side of her that I had never before seen and it gave me a nudge in the pants. I smiled and tried to ignore it. “So where are we going next?” Lane said, setting his plate aside and going back to the phone that barely ever left his hands.
“I don’t know,” I said. “Maybe we could go see a movie?”
My phone rang before I could hear their response and I picked it up. It was Cyndi. Strange, her calling me in the day time. I answered.
“Hi, Thorne.”
“Hi.”
“Am I disturbing you?”
“Of course not. Tell me what’s going on.”
“Thorne…there’s something…something I need to talk to you about. It’s kind of important. I don’t think I can talk about this on the phone so I need to see you.”
“Give me a couple of hours and I’ll call you back, okay?”
“Thorne. I really appreciate it.”
“No problem.”
I placed the phone aside and interrupted a conversation Elena and Lane were in the middle of. They didn’t look pleased. “So, what should we watch?”
ELENA
Everything changed after that one evening and that entire day with Thorne and his brother. Well, at least everything inside me, changed. The rest of the world and the people in it, Penny and even my coworkers were entirely unaware of it.
But then there was Thorne.
Despite the constant warnings, and frequent arguments from the sane side of my brain, I constantly felt as though Thorne was taking this whole thing just as seriously as I was. At first I thought I probably sounded like one of those people who make up entire love affairs inside their heads and act like it’s actually happening, but all my doubts were confirmed the day he offered me a ride back home in the limo. Stanton was driving and I was tired, everyone had already left and I was used to working late most days so it was just us. Accepting a ride didn’t seem that much of big thing.
That was until I stepped inside.
At first we smiled a lot and we were polite, but I could feel the tension inside that cramped place like it was some actual thing that surrounded us. I felt feverish, and the feelings of immense desire that I had felt after drinking too much at the club came rushing back, even though this time I was completely sober. I tried to concentrate on other things, not on the way his hair sat a bit wavy on his head; not on the way he had knotted that tie; and certainly not on the way his shirt seemed to flatter the contours of his chest.
Certainly not that.
And since I was making a show of concentrating on something else, I happened to drop some paperwork and then I managed to spill the drink he offered me while trying to recover the fallen file. “It’s okay,” Thorne said, and started picking the things up. “Let me.” His voice hit my ears like the last nail in the proverbial coffin. The fragrance of him that had always mesmerized me was now so close within reach it was unbearable.
“Thanks,” was the only word I could muster when the papers had been picked up and set aside. Afterward, he just looked at me. And this time, it wasn’t some friendly, casual glance. It was the same deep gaze he had watched me with several times before. The kind of look that made me forget about everything
“He doesn’t watch movies,” Lane replied for me. “He’s an incredibly boring guy who works and sleeps and then works some more.”
“That’s not true,” I said. “I watch movies all the time.”
“Oh yeah?” Lane said. “What was the last one you watched?”
I tried to remember. “I don’t know that one with the gods…Loki and Thor with the Ice giants or whatever.”
“Frost Giants Thorne,” Lane said. “And that was the first Thor movie and it was released some four years ago.” He turned to Elena. “You see what I mean?”
Elena grinned. “I’m sure he’s busy,” she said.
The cockiness in her voice was a treat. I had never seen her that way. It showed an uninhibited side of her that I had never before seen and it gave me a nudge in the pants. I smiled and tried to ignore it. “So where are we going next?” Lane said, setting his plate aside and going back to the phone that barely ever left his hands.
“I don’t know,” I said. “Maybe we could go see a movie?”
My phone rang before I could hear their response and I picked it up. It was Cyndi. Strange, her calling me in the day time. I answered.
“Hi, Thorne.”
“Hi.”
“Am I disturbing you?”
“Of course not. Tell me what’s going on.”
“Thorne…there’s something…something I need to talk to you about. It’s kind of important. I don’t think I can talk about this on the phone so I need to see you.”
“Give me a couple of hours and I’ll call you back, okay?”
“Thorne. I really appreciate it.”
“No problem.”
I placed the phone aside and interrupted a conversation Elena and Lane were in the middle of. They didn’t look pleased. “So, what should we watch?”
ELENA
Everything changed after that one evening and that entire day with Thorne and his brother. Well, at least everything inside me, changed. The rest of the world and the people in it, Penny and even my coworkers were entirely unaware of it.
But then there was Thorne.
Despite the constant warnings, and frequent arguments from the sane side of my brain, I constantly felt as though Thorne was taking this whole thing just as seriously as I was. At first I thought I probably sounded like one of those people who make up entire love affairs inside their heads and act like it’s actually happening, but all my doubts were confirmed the day he offered me a ride back home in the limo. Stanton was driving and I was tired, everyone had already left and I was used to working late most days so it was just us. Accepting a ride didn’t seem that much of big thing.
That was until I stepped inside.
At first we smiled a lot and we were polite, but I could feel the tension inside that cramped place like it was some actual thing that surrounded us. I felt feverish, and the feelings of immense desire that I had felt after drinking too much at the club came rushing back, even though this time I was completely sober. I tried to concentrate on other things, not on the way his hair sat a bit wavy on his head; not on the way he had knotted that tie; and certainly not on the way his shirt seemed to flatter the contours of his chest.
Certainly not that.
And since I was making a show of concentrating on something else, I happened to drop some paperwork and then I managed to spill the drink he offered me while trying to recover the fallen file. “It’s okay,” Thorne said, and started picking the things up. “Let me.” His voice hit my ears like the last nail in the proverbial coffin. The fragrance of him that had always mesmerized me was now so close within reach it was unbearable.
“Thanks,” was the only word I could muster when the papers had been picked up and set aside. Afterward, he just looked at me. And this time, it wasn’t some friendly, casual glance. It was the same deep gaze he had watched me with several times before. The kind of look that made me forget about everything
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