Free Attraction (Love & War, Part I) by Katrina Liss Page B

put
his Glock away in it's wall-safe in his bedroom and then he sat on
his bed and flicked at his phone.
    He called his
ex to check up on her but she was engaged. Caroline spent hours on
the goddamn phone. He sent her a text.
    - How's the
throat sweetheart?
    Then he called
Nicole.
    She answered
straight away.
    “Hello,
Adrian.”
    Her voice was
as smooth as satin, caressing his ear. Everything about her
appealed to him. She was both sweet and sexy. Very much his type of
woman.
    He wanted to
see her, to be in her mind before she got another big dose of Ash
tomorrow. Adrian knew he'd be working on her subtly from the minute
he picked her up in the car.
    “I'll be be
over to pick you up soon, just need to get changed first.”
    “Adrian,
listen, are you sure you want to do this? It's very underhand and
he's your boss.”
    “No, you
listen, I really do want to do this. Whatever this is.”
    “Well okay
then, as long as we're discreet. I don't want to cause problems for
you or myself, in any way.”
    “I agree,
babe, and there's no need to tell anyone, is there?”
    “No, none.
Would you mind if we stayed in though? Bring a bottle of wine.
We'll have a drink here.”
    That kind of
date sounded perfect to Adrian. In fact he couldn't think of a
better one.
    “Red, white or
blush?” he asked, trying to keep his excitement under wraps.
    “Surprise me.
But I like a dry wine.”
    “Okay, go get
the glasses out.”
    “Don't be
long.”
    “What's your
apartment number?”
    “ Nine.”
    “I'll be there
fast as I can.” He tapped end call and smiled with expectation. She
seemed very interested in him; inviting him to her place; telling
him to hurry up and get there.
    He undressed
and jumped in the shower, washing himself in a rush. A few minutes
later he was getting dried off and dressed again in jeans and a
smart black and grey striped shirt, and spraying himself with
everything that might get her going faster. He grabbed his jacket,
and some essential supplies, stuffing a good handful in his inner
jacket pocket, just in case they were needed later. Then he looked
inside his wine cooler and chose two vintage Australian Sauvignon
Blanc bottles he'd been saving for a special occasion. Nicole was
special enough. In fact he couldn't think of anyone better to drink
it with. Caroline included..
    “Cool...
here's to a beautiful evening... ” he said to himself with a
chuckle, clinking the bottles together in a private toast and
nestling them in the crook of his arm.
    A few minutes
later he made his way down to the rear garage block, where he
slipped inside his silver Porsche. It may be five years old, but it
was a drop dead beautiful car. His whole body sung with pleasure
when he drove it. He actually preferred it to Ashton's flashy
AM.
    He set off for
Docklands, and arrived just three minutes late of his plan. After
driving around for a moment, he found a parking spot behind her
building. It was on a meter and put a tenners worth of pound coins
in it. He didn't want his precious car to be clamped or towed away
while he was otherwise occupied. And he was hoping and praying that
he would be very otherwise occupied, for a very long time.
    Finally
arriving at the door, he pressed the number nine button to her
apartment.
    “Hi,” Her
voice sounded through the intercom.
    “It's me,
Adrian.”
    “Oh good. Come
up to the fourth floor. I'm waiting for you.”
    He bounded up
the stairs and arrived on the fourth floor to find her leaning
against the door frame, watching him approach along the corridor.
Although he tried hard to control his overreaction, he couldn't
help but smile very widely at her, more than pleased to be in her
company. And it seemed, from her equally wide returning smile, she
was having the same thoughts about him.
    He placed the
two cool bottles in her hands and to his delight, she leaned
forward and kissed his cheek, briefly before she stood aside to let
him inside.
    “Welcome to
Nikki's den,” she grinned,