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Is he right there and he can't see?​
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you alone?"​
 [/div] [div class=divider][/div] [div class=text][div class=scroll] [div class=tag]Location[/div] A Club down the road from his apartment.
[div class=tag]Mood[/div] I can die happy knowing I've see your face.
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[div class=tag]tags[/div] natasha. natasha. [/div][/div] [div class=maintext][div class=scroll] Theo used one towel to dry his hair while a second towel was wrapped firmly around his waist. He watched his reflection in the mirror was he got ready. Aftershave, cologne, deodorant, all of it. His wet hair fell messily in his forehead as he brushed his teeth. He'd come back to finish it later. Heavy foot steps brought him out of the on-suit bathroom into his bedroom. The hardwood floors felt cold under his feet as he made his way to the walk-in closet on the other side. He always needed a shower after work. There was nothing that got you sweating more than a kitchen during lunch or, worse yet, dinner rush. Open flames, steamers, and boiling vats of broth with the addition of human bodies made it sweltering hot even on the coldest winters days. He remembers last winter walking outside to cool down. The -12 degree F weather was welcome at that point.

The closet was one of his favorite rooms in his whole entire apartment. At first glance because of the sheer number of items, some may assume that this closet belonged to a woman. On closer inspection you'd realize they were men's clothes. One could judge all they wanted, but Theo was happy to spend a good portion of his decent sized paycheck on brand new items. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. A slightly conceited smirk played on his lips. He always took pride in his appearance. He may not be ripped, or have the most amazing abs. The faintest lines of a 6 six pack were really all he had. He was, however, fit and trim. Theo spent the majority of his time at work. He didn't have much time to exercise. Considering he was a chief, he was doing pretty well for himself.

Then pulled on a pair of dress pants, ones with enough give to allow for dancing but still looking stylish and fancy. After he pulled on a light blue striped top with top few buttons undone, he added a tie as an accessory. It was slightly messy, hoping to give off the appereance of being fun and spunky. It was always good to try something different. Today it was his outfit, maybe tomorrow he'd go somewhere new for lunch. Who knew? Every day was a new day to experience new things. Now, with socks on his feet, Theo made his way over to the bathroom once more. Armed with a blow-dryer, a hairbrush, hairspray, and a flat-iron, he got to work to tame the tangle of black frizz on his head. Was he a little extra? Maybe. But it had been so long since he had gone out to a party or a club. He wanted to put his best foot forward.

As he tugged at his hair, he thought of tonight's game plan. He had invited others, no one had been available. That was fine though. Theo liked the thought of going alone. He didn't feel bad when he ditched the group for someone else. Every time he went out he always had a primary goal of sorts. Sometimes he went to get drunk, that mainly happened when he was sad or stressed. Other times he went to dance. Theo thought, after so many years, he'd gotten pretty good. Hanging out with his friends and enjoying conversation was a possibility. And yes, sometimes he did just go out to a club or bar to get laid. Sue him. He had needs, and sometimes a good ol' one night stand would help him get through the next week. Tonight's focus was just to have fun. He wanted to see where the night went. If he got drunk, great. Danced his butt off, amazing. Hooked up with someone, even better. He just wanted to go back to normal. After Analise, normal felt so far away from grasp.

One last double check in the mirror to make sure everything looked good. Theo shot himself a wink. Oh yeah, total stud. To feel self confident again made him feel invincible. Like he could do absolutely anything. "I'm headed out!" He called out to Emmett who had been in his bedroom all day long. His younger friend wasn't exactly the social type. Not yet anyways. Theo had his plans to help him come out of his shell.

"Should I wear earplugs to bed?" Ty heard him yell from the open door to his room. He laughed to himself.

"Maybe," He retorted, "Then again, they may not be enough." He heard his friend's laugh float into the living area as he pulled on his shoes, a pair of nice black dress boots he'd recently purchased. A nice little pick me up gift.

"It's good to hear you're back Ty," Emmett's voice was louder as he had come to his door. His friend gave him a warm smile. Theo managed a half smile in response. He couldn't say if he'd be back tomorrow, but for tonight he was going to be himself. With a short wave goodbye, Theo walked out the door. The man had decided against a coat, even if the early spring air could get a little chilly in the evening. It honestly wasn't worth the hassel. He didn't feel like loosing another coat because he was too drunk or to eager to leave to remember it. With hand in his pockets, Theo strolled down the sidewalk. The sun had begun to set, painting the sky in auburn hues and tinting the clouds with purple. He had seen many of sunsets, as well as many sunrises on this sidewalk. They were always appreciated. On his way there he decided to run through his own personal rules. It had been so long, it might be easy to forget.

Theo's number one rule? It's on her terms. He couldn't stand the jackasses who thought they could pester or harass a girl into sleeping with them. If she wasn't into him, she wasn't into him. He wasn't going to force anyone to do anything. If she only wanted to go so far, that's as far as he would go. If she wanted to hold hands and call it a night, he respected that. If she wanted to go five rounds back at his place, her wish was his command. Even if other people thought otherwise, he respected the women he spoke to and slept with. He never lied to them or promised them more than he was willing to give. Mind games weren't his thing. He was direct and honest. With tact of course.

Rule number two, married women were off the table. It wasn't because he believed marriage to be sacred. He'd seen enough failed attempts to know. It didn't last. It was mostly out of self-preservation. You know how many of his friends got sucker punched for flirting with a girlfriend or wife of someone nearby? Lots. Plus, the whole having to go sneaking around was hard and complicated. Husbands made things messy. He liked his face enough to know when to stop. And a ring meant stop.

The loud music and bright lights put an immediate grin on his face. He could already feel his heart race in anticipation. He'd almost forgotten how good it felt, the adrenaline rush he felt when he walked into a club. This place had been one of his favorites, not to mention it was close. Theo used to know the name, but it changed hands a few times and he didn't have the will to recall what the new owners decided to call it. The man decided to get a drink. Walking up to the bar, he recognized the bartender. She had become a friend of sorts, well when he used to come down to this place. As soon as she saw him, her eyes lit up. "Theo! It's been forever, how've you been?"

It had been a while, a long long while. "I'd be better with a drink," He told her with a smile and an amused chuckle. She nodded and got to work on his drink order. He had decided he was in the mood for a dry martini, and like James bond, shaken.

As she set the fancy glass in the counter and poured the clear liquid into the glass, she spoke, "Girlfriend, right? It's been so long I've almost forgotten." Ty gave her a half smile before taking a drink. The steady burn of gin worked its way his throat. He felt it land in the pit of his stomach.

He nodded, setting the glass back down. "Ex now. We broke up a couple months back," His tone nonchalant, like he was fine. And he was fine. Right?

"Aw, dude that sucks," Yeah, yeah it did. But he shook his head at her, pretending to be over it.

"Not really. Now I can drink and have sex with random strangers." She laughed in response, he shot her an amused grin.

The bartender set her hand on the table. "In any case, whether it sucks or not, that one's on me," She pointed to his drink and walked off to help someone else. Theo smiled to himself. Then it dawned on him. Wait, you got free drinks for break ups? Damn. He should get broken up with more. It could save him a lot of money.

Theodore grabbed his martini and stood off to the side. He scanned over the thick crowd of bodies on the dance floor. He could feel excitement bubble in his chest, he couldn't wait to get out there. Dark eyes scanned the room. A group of friends, a girl hitting on a guys, a couple in the corner making out, oh it was just like he never left. He felt so at home. His eyes stopped. They narrowed slightly to see a woman at the bar. She was lone, no one next to her. Blonde hair done just so, make-up so flawless, and her dress. Wow. She was stunning. Theo leaned against one of the standing tables. He watched her. Her eyes were scanning the room. She had this simple innocent beauty that drew him in. In that moment, he was infatuated with her. He hadn't even spoken to her yet. But he wanted to.

It didn't take long for them to lock eyes. Uh oh. He was caught. Was that on purpose? Most definitely. He couldn't explain the tightness he felt in his chest when her gaze met his. On the outside he stayed cool, a flirtatious smirk sent her way, but in the inside he was melting. He response was quick. A shy smile before turning away. And that was his que. Feeling a bit out of practice, he shoved down his nerves and waltzed over to where she was sitting. He set his drink down on the counter in front of him and smoothly slid into the seat next to her. "Hey," His voice was smooth, he gave her a friendly smile, not wanting to come on too strong. "I wanted to apologise for staring. You look absolutely stunning, so I couldn't help it," Theo spoke to her genuinely, it was true. As he looked into her eyes, he noticed how breathtakingly blue they were. Every new feature he studied he couldn't help but be more and more drawn to her. "Theo," He extended his hand to her, hoping she'd take it. Hoping she'd tell him her name. Hoping she'd let him sit in her presence for just a little longer.

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"You know what today is, right?"

Poppy stood in the doorway of the bedroom she shared with her husband and looked on at him as he sat down on the bed and began to remove his tie. He avoided looking in her direction, which she suspected was because he didn't, in fact, know what today was.

"Our anniversary," Poppy reminded him, arms crossed over her chest. She was already dressed to go out. Given how things had been between the two of them lately, Poppy wanted to try making more of an effort. She'd already been trying to do things here and there, and dropping hints as to what she wanted, but Oscar didn't seem to pick up on them. If he did, he was doing a good job of ignoring them.

Today though, given that it was the 10th anniversary of the first time they went on a date together, she wanted to pull out all the stops. Make a reservation at one of their favourite restaurants which would burn a hole in their pockets, finance wise, but this was a day of celebration, so it was worth it. Poppy had dressed to the nines, slipping into a dress she'd bought ages ago but hadn't found an occasion to actually wear it. She left her hair loose and wore minimal make up โ€” just some eye-liner to make her blue eyes that much more piercing. Poppy had been pulling her heels on just as Oscar walked through the door, after a full day of work.

She understood that he got tired, but he used to take days off to spend time with her. Lately, he wasn't even home on weekends. She felt lonely. Poppy had her own work keeping her busy, but she still made the effort to find time for him. That was hard to keep up though, when he wasn't even around to begin with.

"You should have told me you made reservations," Oscar said, tossing his tie on the bed and leaning back on his palms. "I would have gotten off early. Right now... I dunno, babe. I'm exhausted."

"I tried," Poppy did her best not to let her frustration show. "You didn't pick up all day." In any case, she assumed he would have remembered, since he had never forgotten in the past. Up until now, that is.

"Can we do it some other night?" He looked up at her with pleading eyes, and the funny part was that Poppy was partially inclined to do what he wanted. But he had made this excuse way too many times in the past few weeks. She was dressed, and ready, and fed up with the excuses. "I'm just really tired today, it's been a long day at work," Oscar continued, moving to lean back against the pillows. He grabbed the TV remote from the nightstand and with the flick of a button, the screen in front of him turned on. So that was it then. There was no changing his mind.

"Fine," Poppy didn't intend to let the disappointment show in her voice, but it came through anyway. It was becoming harder to try and hide it when she was constantly faced with rejection, on his end. At the end of the day, he was her husband, and she cared for him, but Poppy couldn't help but feel a growing suspicion that things were changing for the worse. It was why she was desperate to make things work, but effort needed to come from both ends to be successful. At this rate... Poppy didn't want to imagine how things would go.

"I'm heading out though." Poppy had dressed up for him. If he wasn't going to appreciate it, she could at least allow herself to have a night of fun by going to a club, dancing, drinking, maybe indulge in some harmless flirting before she had to return home, and return to a husband who made her feel like she wasn't getting anywhere with him. "Enjoy your TV."

Poppy turned to walk away from the bedroom, and she heard some mild protest leaving Oscar's lips, asking her to stay, but she didn't bother turning back. If he was really bothered about disappointing her, he'd do more than just call out while still laying in bed. Maybe all Poppy needed was a night alone for her to enjoy by herself. People did that, right?

Or maybe she needed to drink her sorrows away. Either way, she found herself walking down the street, clad in her shiny dress and heels, heading to a club she knew nearby. She used to go with Oscar a lot when they first moved into this part of town, but she hadn't been there in ages. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to revive the party girl within her, since she'd been stuffed away for the past few months.

The music was good, and the place was alive, but not so crowded that it felt stuffy. Poppy eventually landed herself at the bar, sitting on a stool and sipping what was probably her third glass of rum and coke when the night got a bit more interesting.

Poppy's original idea had been to get a little buzzed, hit the dance floor, and then probably walk back home. As soon as she started drinking though, she didn't feel like dancing. All it reminded her of was the fact that she was alone. Until he showed up.

She hadn't intended to catch his eye. She was just minding her own business, glancing around, when she noticed him looking at her. The smirk that quickly accompanied his gaze was taken well by Poppy, and she gave him a somewhat bashful smile before turning away. It felt like forever since someone looked at her like that. She missed it. She craved it. Poppy figured that would be the end of it, till a glass was set down on the counter beside her hand, and she turned to see the attractive guy from seconds ago now sliding into the seat next to hers.

A smile lit up her face, despite a small part of her warning her that this was dangerous. But what was so dangerous in a little flirting? Maybe they'd hit it off while talking, maybe dance a bit. Nothing had to happen beyond that. The presence of a ring on her finger might make that clear to him too, but she didn't even consider that, in the moment.

"Well someone's awfully confident," Poppy replied to him, her accent revealing itself. "I think for that reason alone, there's no need to apologise." Flirting always came easy to Poppy. It was almost as simple as breathing, and more often than not, she couldn't really control it, especially if someone was playing along.

Upon seeing the extended hand, she reached out to shake it in greeting. "Poppy," she introduced herself in return, letting her hand linger in his grasp for a second longer before she dropped it back to her lap, shifting slightly in her seat so she faced him, instead of the bar counter. "Now what is an attractive guy like you doing in a place like this, alone, on a Friday night?" He was dressed well, he was incredibly hot, and he was stirring all sorts of feelings within Poppy that she hadn't experienced in a while. There was a certain thrill in the chase. She couldn't allow herself to actually indulge in that, but everything leading up to it was harmless.

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you alone?"​
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[/div] [div class=divider][/div] [div class=text][div class=scroll] [div class=tag]Location[/div] A Club down the road from his apartment.
[div class=tag]Mood[/div]Well, Hello there. Oh wait...nvm.
[div class=tag]outfit[/div]oooo fancy
[div class=tag]tags[/div] natasha. natasha. [/div][/div] [div class=maintext][div class=scroll] As soon as the blonde opened her mouth to speak, Theo felt even more attracted to her. She was hot with a sexy accent. This woman seemed to be looking down his list of turn ons and checking them off one by one. When she flirted back, radiating confidence, he swooned slightly. He always thought a confident woman was sexy. He, of course, thought that shy women were attractive as well, but there was just something about a girl who knew what they wanted and took it that made him go all types of crazy.

Her hand shook his with a lingering pause. Theo watched as she turned towards him. He forced down the urge to let his eyes trail down her body. He didn't want to make her uncomfortable. Being a creep often made women uncomfortable. Her name, Poppy, seemed to represent her well. A bit of sunk and bright energy as the name implied. When she called him attractive, his expression shifted from a friendly smile, to one with a bit more suggestion. "You really know all the right things to say to drive me crazy, don't you," He commented, pulling his hand to his chest and scrunched his shoulders slightly. His reasoning for being here alone? Besides being rejected by all his friends, just to find himself again. But a sob story about his ex would look like begging. He didn't beg. "I wanted to blow off some steam after work," He added. It wasn't untrue. After a day of yelling at people and being stressed over the position he held, he liked to unwind. It may not be the whole truth, but Poppy didn't need to know that.

Then he noticed something for the first time. Maybe it was the way the light caught it, or he was finally able to tear his eyes away from her face to see it. The wedding ring on her dainty hand scoffed at him. Damn, so he wasn't taking her home. He used to notice these type of things before he got his hopes up. Theo really was out of practice. Disappointed, he downed the rest of his drink, which had only been about 2/5ths full by now. "Looks like I'm a ceremony too late," He commented, not allowing his voice to drop in confidence. He had gotten better and better at saving himself from embarrassment. If he just suddenly backed down now, that would be embarrassing. There was really only one worry in his mind. "Where's the lucky bastard?" Theo questioned, looking around the room briefly, only to return his gaze to her eyes, "Should I be concerned? My handsome face is my best quality, I wouldn't want him to ruin it for me." He couldn't help but smile at her still.

Despite the fact she was married, Poppy had still decided to flirt with him. She was either sadistic and enjoyed the pain she caused. Or she just liked the attention. He normally wouldn't indulge in a conversation with someone who was married, because it wasn't the best use of his time. But his goal tonight wasn't sex, it was to have a nice time. And Poppy was interesting to say the least. He was planning on exiting before her husband came back around, but she seemed relaxed. She probably be nervous if she thought her husband would catch her flirting with someone else right? If anything he just wanted to appreciate her a little longer, he wasn't one to say no when someone wanted attention and she seemed to be enjoying his.

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Poppy listened to Theo as he more or less complimented her flirting skills. All she could do was smile a little wider in agreement. He wasn't totally wrong. She knew she was a flirt, and over the years, Oscar always said that her initiative with him was what got them started. He was bold himself, when he needed to be, but Poppy wasn't afraid to go after something that appealed to her. Right now, that happened to be Theo. The bonus was the fact that he was playing along.

"Makes sense," Poppy nodded when he gave his reasoning for being here. It was more or less what she came to do too, though not after work. Just after trying and trying and coming up with too many rejections from her own husband. Why couldn't he want to blow off some steam after work? With her? She shook her head lightly to rid her mind of her thoughts on him. She came here to escape disappointment. Why bother herself with it when she was eventually returning to it later in the night?

For the time being she focused on the handsome stranger. Poppy was about to throw another line his way, something about blowing off some steam on the dance floor, but before she got to it, she noticed his gaze traveling to the wedding band on her finger. Of course. She wasn't going to take it off for a night of partying, though she realised that nobody would likely approach her if they saw that she was married. She hadn't really given it much thought, but she realised that it may just shut down the interesting conversation she could have had with Theo.

She chuckled a little and looked down at her hands, beginning to fiddle with the ring around her finger now that it had been seen. "Well you don't need to worry about your handsome face," she assured him, briefly lifting her gaze to meet his. "He isn't here tonight." Poppy bit back a sour comment she might have made at Oscar's expense. She was pissed at him, sure, but she wasn't going to trash talk him. That was how things got worse, and she didn't want them to get worse. She just wanted a few things that Oscar wasn't willing to give her.

"I guess that's your cue to leave?" Poppy wondered aloud, a small smirk on her face. She downed the rest of her drink as well, already beginning to feel the buzz after having had three glasses without much food, or a break. "It's a shame, really. I was just starting to have fun," Poppy added, making it clear that she would continue to entertain him, if he wanted. Maybe he would understand that she only wanted to have a good time out here, and nothing more. That was harmless, right?

That being said, she'd also understand if he came with the pretence of spending the night. At least now he'd know that wasn't going to happen. Better to lay everything out than to have any miscommunication.
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you alone?"
 [/div] [div class=divider][/div] [div class=text][div class=scroll] [div class=tag]Location[/div] A Club down the road from his apartment.
[div class=tag]Mood[/div] This, this is my jam. Let's go babe.
[div class=tag]outfit[/div]oooo fancy
[div class=tag]tags[/div] natasha. natasha. [/div][/div] [div class=maintext][div class=scroll] The words that came out of her mouth next shocked him. Theo wondered what kind of idiot was her husband. Letting a beauty like Poppy, in a dress like that, go out on her own was a stupid move. He wasn't only thinking about the possibility of her having a wandering eye, but also her safety. There were a lot of people who could take advantage of her. Not that she couldn't handle herself, but the world wasn't a safe place. He, personally, never would have let that happen. Theo also took note of the slightest undertone of bitterness in her voice. Poppy had wanted to be with him tonight. The loneliness that pooled in her ocean blue eyes made him feel sorry for her.

In that moment he realized that her eyes seemed to mirror his own. That need for something more. Something exciting. Something different.

When Poppy asked if he was leaving and said she was just starting to have fun, he was set. He wasn't going anywhere. She had caught his interest and if she wanted his attention, she could have it. Was this a slight infringement on his own rule? Yes. Did he really care? Not particularly. Especially when the thought of it being impossible to get caught, he liked to break rules actually. If she wanted to have a bit of fun, he'd help her out, show her a good time. It seemed like she needed a bit of a pick me up. Theo knew that feeling. The soreness that came with rejection. He shook his head, a frown appearing on his face. "Ah, common, you can't get rid of me that easy. Nice try though, solid effort," His countered with a mischievous grin. If her husband wasn't there, what was the harm in a little, only slightly, dirty fun?

That was when he heard it. The music change. The song that started to play was upbeat and fun. Something anyone could easily dance to. Plus, Theo was in love with this song. He could hear the dance floor calling him. 'Theooooo.... Theeeeoooo! Come here....' He couldn't resist much longer. Looking over at his company, he gave her a million dollar smile. "This is my jam, let's dance," He bobbed his eyebrows with suggestion. Theo held his hand out to her as he stood up from the chair. She still had a chance to pull out if she wanted to. If she didn't, though, he wasn't going to hold back. He'd give her the experience she wanted. Theo felt excited, alive, but most importantly, he felt like himself. He was back baby.

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Theo admittedly surprised Poppy. She was almost sure that he'd take his leave now that he knew she wasn't available for much more than some dancing. Of course, she would in no way be offended by his choice. Everyone had a preference, and it would have been misleading of her anyway, for not disclosing her true intentions up front when he believed the night could go a different way. Sure, she'd be a bit bummed to miss out on the chance to get to know a guy like Theo, but she could deal with that.

However, when he instead announced that she couldn't get rid of him that easily, her smile widened, taking on a bit more playful stance. It perfectly matched his mischievous grin, because it seemed they both had the same things in mind, at least for the time being. "Trust me, getting rid of you was the last thing on my mind," she told him, deciding to be honest. They both were pretty up front with each other so far. She saw no reason for that to come to a stop.

Things picked up further when the music changed and Theo looked at her with an inviting expression. She knew what he was going to say before he even said it, and found herself sliding off the stool as he spoke, already accepting his invitation. Considering that Poppy had been about to ask him to dance herself, of course she wasn't opposed to moving away from the bar with him and indulging in a bit of fun.

She rounded her stool and took his hand that was held in her direction. "Gladly," Poppy smirked, tugging him forward and leading him out to the centre of the dance floor, despite him being the one to ask her. There were people around them, half of them likely already intoxicated and enjoying the vibe of the music. Poppy didn't need the influence of alcohol to dance her heart out, but the fact that she was a little tipsy did help.

She could confidently say she was a much better dancer than she was a singer, mostly because she loved to dance. Her body moved along the music in a fluid motion, and admittedly, with this song, and with an attractive guy like Theo, her dance moves may have been a little risquรฉ. She'd tone it down if Theo seemed uncomfortable, but Poppy had a feeling that was far from the truth, and that was the only thing spurring her on.

Plus, there was nothing like a little liquid courage.
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you alone?"
 [/div] [div class=divider][/div] [div class=text][div class=scroll] [div class=tag]Location[/div] A Club down the road from his apartment.
[div class=tag]Mood[/div] Dirty dancing? Yes please.
[div class=tag]outfit[/div]oooo fancy
[div class=tag]tags[/div] natasha. natasha. [/div][/div] [div class=maintext][div class=scroll] Theo's offer was met with bright eyes, as Poppy was already getting out of her seat. As she grabbed his hand, he felt himself get yanked to the dance floor. He couldn't he chuckle as he slightly tripped from the sudden movement. He was quick to follow after her to the middle of the dance floor. Theo watched was she began to dance. She was good, no professional, but he wasn't either. He watched her movements with interest. You couldn't slap the wicked grin off his face. Her hips swayed to the best, eluding confidence in every movement. She knew what she was doing.

Theo followed suit. He pulled her closer, not too close in case she became uneasy. He let the music take control, hand higher up on her waist. He was a gentleman at first. As the first song came to a close, the next one started playing. The first song had been something fun, music to get a party started. But the second song, even with it's strong beat, was a bit slower and a lot more sensual. Theo could feel his heart pound in his chest as he felt his will to keep what little distance they had. Every move made Poppy seem more and more irresistible.

When they had spoken before, she seemed like she didn't want him to hold back. Now, the way she was moving, made it even clearer to him. One hand moved lower, planting itself on her hip. The other moved to the small of her back. He brought her closer so that they were pressed against each other. Oh how he was enjoying this. He searched her eyes for any sign that told him to stop. He was met with a look that told him to keep going.

At one point he decided to spin her away from him, pulling her back so that her back was to his chest. He buried his face into her neck. Her sent was intoxicating. Every second, no every millisecond, made him more and more desperate. Even if it was humanly impossible, he wanted Poppy even closer. Theo felt an electric spark in every place she touched him. He knew the longer they continued dancing like this, the more he'd feel the connection. It was wrong. Wrong for him to feel this way about a married woman.

Theo could tell by the way she danced, the way she held herself, she was needy. Not in a negative sense. Well, it wasn't positive for her, but her desires, her needs were unfulfilled. Poppy was unsatisfied with her husband. The way she readily accepted his offer to dance. She allowed him to flirt with her. She allowed him to touch her. In that moment, so filled with lust, he wanted to satisfy her. Theo wanted so badly to give her what he knew her husband couldn't. He didn't know how much longer he could hold out in the dance floor.

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Poppy got no kind of backlash from Theo for her dancing, and if anything, it only spurred her on, encouraging her to get up close and just a little more personal. The song soon changed but neither of them were any close to being done yet, it seemed. The beats were strong, and brought out different side of Theo as well, because he no longer held himself back from getting his body closer to hers.

With his hands now on her body, Poppy only had eyes for him. Each movement, especially the way he spun her away only to bring her back so she was pressed up against him, filled her with a burning desire. This was a risky game, and he knew it too, but he hadn't backed away. Something told her that maybe he wouldn't, and the very idea of being wanted, of being looked at the way he was currently looking at her, only furthered her desire for him.

Poppy's expression only told him to keep what he was doing. In no way did she want any of this to stop. Some may say that her judgement was a little askew, with the three drinks she'd had. Her alcohol tolerance had never been very high to begin with, despite spending a good amount of time at high school and frat parties when she was younger, but Poppy was confident that she knew what she was doing. And right now she knew what she wanted.

Poppy's hands rested on Theo's shoulders, and she used her grip on him to get on her toes, because despite the heels, she needed a little boost to be able to reach his ear for what she was about to whisper. "I think I'm done with dancing." The suggestive tone of her voice made it clear that there were several other fun things they could do, things that usually involved going somewhere private.

She was sure he picked up on the fact that she was lonely or feeling neglected, and if he hadn't guessed it yet, then he would probably put the pieces together now, with what she just whispered in his ear. However, the slight slurring of her words also made it clear that she was a little tipsy, which may call into question her decision making, at the moment.
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you alone?"
 [/div] [div class=divider][/div] [div class=text][div class=scroll] [div class=tag]Location[/div] A Club down the road from his apartment.
[div class=tag]Mood[/div] I can't. Not tonight at least.
[div class=tag]outfit[/div]oooo fancy
[div class=tag]tags[/div] natasha. natasha. [/div][/div] [div class=maintext][div class=scroll] Her breath danced on his skin. Hot and sultry as Poppy whispered into his ear. He felt his skin prickle on the back of his neck, his hair standing up on end. His head fuzzy with lust, Theo couldn't find an ounce of willpower to reject her. He had no inhibition in that moment even if he was basically sober. Everything about her made him crazy. Without even a second thought he lead her away from the crowd.

He knew this place like the back of his hand. There was a small hallway that lead to a supply closet and the cooler for the extra cases of alcohol. A quiet corner with no distractions. Nothing to stand in his way. Theo wanted to kiss her. He wanted to run his fingers through her hair. He wanted to touch her. He wanted to feel her skin press against his. He didn't care that she was married. He couldn't see where this would go or what would happen. He could only focus or right now. And right now he needed her.

Theo's breath was heavy as he pushed her against the wall, one hand on her hip, the other beside her head. Their breath intermingling between them. The tension between them was heavy, like a high power magnet drawing him closer. Black hair now messy, sticking to his sweaty forehead. He leaned into her right ear, wanting her to know how he made her feel. "You're so incredibly sexy," His voice was hushed, raspy, and full of desire. He pulled back, brushing his cheek against her's as he moved to her other ear. "I want you so bad," He continued. Theo now held himself centimeters away from her, their noses practically touching. Black eyes so intense as they stared at each other.

Suddenly, Theo felt a twinge, a change in attitude. Maybe it had just dawned on him how slurred her words had been when she spoke to him. Or the fact he could smell the slight acidic sent of alcohol on her breath. He knew in that moment, if he kissed her, if he took her home. They'd both regret it. That feeling of firey passion she ignited in him would disappear. He'd never see her again. If Poppy could make him feel this good, make it so easy to forget how incredibly lonely he felt, he wanted to use that. Over and over again. But only if she wanted that too. She wasn't exactly in right condition to make that decision right now. He couldn't take advantage of her. He could never do that.

Theo tore himself away from her. "But I can't. Not tonight," His voice was barely a whisper. His hand that was once on her hip now reached into his pocket. He always kept a note with his phone number on it. He never thought he'd use one like this. Pulling the paper from his pocket, Theo pushed it into her hand. He didn't allow his gaze to leave Poppy's face for one second. He came closer one last time, his voice smooth like silk as he whispered once more into her ear. "Text me when you need someone to treat you like he should." With that he completely turned away. He couldn't stay any longer, fearing his loose grip on his self-control would fail and he'd give in. Theo didn't look back at her as he left the club. He hadn't left her stranded, asking the bartender to call her a cab before walking out the door. The cool air felt nice against his skin. He ran a jagged hand through his hair. He should be second guessing, asking why he did it, asking what had he done. But he had no regret, no guilt, just anticipation for what would come next. Was it selfish? He didn't care. He deserved to be a little selfish. Besides, it wasn't his problem now. It was up to Poppy to decide what to do.

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Poppy was more than happy to follow Theo as he led her away from the dance floor to an area she wasn't familiar with. While she had frequented this place once before, she usually stuck to the main area. Now they were in what looked like some kind of supply closet. The music wasn't as loud, and nobody was around. All Poppy could really hear was her own heartbeat, racing a mile a minute, and the heavy breaths of both herself, and Theo.

Backed up against that wall, she wanted nothing else but him. For a moment, she was sure things were heading that way. The way he whispered in her ear caused goosebumps to rise along her arms and the back of her neck. "I want you too," Poppy murmured back in agreement, feeling her eyes close. Out of pure instinct, because she assumed that after that, the only thing that would silence her would be his lips on hers.

However, instead of feeling more closeness, Poppy felt Theo beginning to move away, and her eyes snapped open, no longer feeling his body against hers. "What?" His words confused her. She was so sure this was something he wanted as well, and in the heat of the moment, she didn't think about her husband, or the fact that she was very close to cheating on him. She wanted Theo. Because he made her feel wanted, and she hadn't felt that in a long time.

Poppy briefly felt a pang of disappointment, till he reached into his pocket and tucked a piece of paper into her hand. She tore her gaze away from his for a moment to look down and see that it was a number. His number. Her gaze locked onto his once more as he made her an offer. So he was still interested. It just couldn't happen tonight.

As Poppy thought about it, she realised he may be right. She'd had a little too much to drink, and Theo probably knew it as well. He didn't give her the chance to reply though, and before she knew it, he was off. She took a few moments to gather her bearings before straightening her dress, smoothing out her hair, and then leaving the supply closet as well. She was surrounded by loud music again, only this time, no Theo, and no desire to dance anymore. The bartender got her a cab, and soon enough, just like that, she was walking into the house.

Poppy walked in a daze, the memory of Theo still fresh in her mind. The desire still very apparent, till she walked into the house and saw Oscar. That sobered her up, and her hand curled into a fist, to prevent him from seeing the piece of paper she still clutched in her hand.

"Did you have a good time?" He asked, walking over to where she stood.

Without responding, Poppy kicked off her heels by the door. Now out of the club, she felt the old life and the old feelings creeping back in. She suddenly wished she was back in the club with Theo. "Hey," Oscar walked over and placed his hands on her waist to get her attention. "I'm sorry. It's... it's just been a tiring time at work. Let me make it up to you. This weekend. We'll go out for a nice dinner, or get out of town or something. Whatever you want."

At the moment, Poppy still wanted Theo. Oscar was apologising now, but she knew that by the time the weekend rolled around, there would just be another excuse. Nonetheless, she turned to him with a small, forgiving smile. "I'm tired too," she said, not quite agreeing with his offer, but knowing that it was the quickest way to end the conversation. She didn't want to stay up talking when she had alcohol in her system and had nearly gone home with another man. "Let's go to bed."

While Poppy had managed to slip the details of Theo's contact number into her phone when Oscar wasn't paying attention, she kept the paper hidden, instead of throwing it away. Just in case.

And as she settled into bed that night, all she could think of was how much she wanted to text Theo and take him up on his offer.
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[div class=tag]Mood[/div] How could this go wrong?
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[div class=tag]tags[/div] natasha. natasha. [/div][/div] [div class=maintext][div class=scroll] Theo had gotten up fairly early in the morning. Well, 9:00 was early for him. He had worked for 12 hours the day before, not getting off until 11pm to go home completely exhausted. Just about to go to bed, he had gotten a text. Anyone else he probably would have ignored. But her, he could never ignore her. Poppy had texted the day after they had met. Theo had been very happy to see her reply so soon. He had hoped he didn't spoil it by leaving her so abruptly. It was just the opposite. The pair had been texting back and fourth for the past week. From the get-go she had expressed her desire to accept his offer. They had some pretty racy conversations. They hadn't talked about much other than how much they wanted each other.

So when her text came late last night asking to meet up, not only was he expecting it but he felt incredibly excited. Poppy had told him to meet her at the coffee shop by the club where they had met. When he asked her when they should meet, he couldn't help but smirk at her response. "Whenever you wake up." That sentence told him how much she wanted to go through with his little deal. Theo hoped today they could lay some ground rules. He had a few of his own ideas of how he wanted this to work out. He was certain she would have some requests of her own, she did have more at stake than he did. As soon as he was awake he texted her that he'd be there in about thirty minutes. That gave him about 20 to get ready.

He took at least 5 of those important minutes to decide what to wear. Did he want to look comfy? Or did he want to look sexy? He smiled to himself. Who was he kidding, he was always sexy. He decided to go with something more on the relaxed side. Theo already had her hooked, he didn't have to try that hard. He pulled on a nice pair of jeans, one that made his legs look nice, and a white t-shirt. A simple black belt and a varsity sweater, not from his college, were his accessories. The weather had been fairly temperate, settling around 50 degrees per day. It was nice for it to finally be warm after the Canadian winter. After stepping into a pair of sneakers, he was off. A bit of a pep in his step.

It had only been a week but he already couldn't wait to see her. He was excited at all the possibilities. This was uncharted territory, but he liked how it looked. Because Poppy was incredibly worth it. Arriving at the cafe first, Theo decided to order himself a cup of coffee. He needed it since he tossed and turned in bed, too excited to get any restful sleep. He was trying his best to be patient. To wait on Poppy. It was hard. All he could do was run the night at the club over and over again in his mind. Exploring alternative endings to their meeting. All of which were much less innocent then how it had actually played out. And he didn't exactly call the reality innocent.

Sitting down at one of the tables, he opened in messages. Petal was at the top. The nickname which he established for her the first time they talked. After sending a quick text to Poppy to let her know he was there, he paused on the recent messages window. One from Analise had come very late two nights ago. He hated to admit it, but she still sent him late night texts. Telling him how lonely she was. How much she missed the way he kissed her, the way he touched her. Of course, since he was a stupid idiot, he fell for it and ran to her side. Only to wake up feeling even more lonely. Analise still used him. And Theo let her. That was different two nights ago. He actually hadn't responded at all, which was new for him. He wanted to. He really did. It just so happened little miss (well, Mrs) Poppy sent him a text just after. She had become a welcomed detraction from the pain he felt.

If Poppy was really serious about accepting his offer, to start an affair with him, he saw it as a win-win. He got a much needed distraction from his ex and Poppy got a much needed upgrade in the bedroom. How could this go wrong? 100 different ways actually, but Theo didn't care. He only saw what he wanted right now. And Poppy was the only thing he desired.

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Poppy hadn't waited very long to text Theo after that. The very next day, almost as soon as she woke up, she gave into the temptation and sent him a message. Since then, the two texted frequently for a whole week. While their conversations often bordered inappropriate, given her marital status, Poppy never officially accepted his offer. She was still trying, against her better judgement.

The weekdays were slow, and she had work as well. Whenever she was free, she found herself on her phone, exchanging messages with Theo and learning more about him in the process. The weekend soon arrived, and Poppy expected Oscar to make good on his deal and plan something for the anniversary that he missed โ€” the one that nearly landed her in the arms of another man. Well, she still had one foot out the door. This was more or less to see if she needed to go with it or not.

Perhaps part of Poppy had remained optimistic, because when day turned to night, and Oscar came home exhausted as usual, only to slip into sweats and watch TV, barely even bringing up the make up anniversary dinner, Poppy was disappointed. She really thought it might work. Maybe her having stormed off that night would have knocked some sense into him, but apparently not. Oscar wasn't the same guy she fell in love with, unfortunately. And there was someone else out there, someone who made her heart race and made her feel like a teenager again, who was willing to give her what she wanted.

Poppy didn't hesitate to text him that very night. She couldn't wait anymore, and much to her delight, he hardly hesitated with his confirmation. They were actually going to go through with this. The very idea made her both excited, and nervous, and as a result, she didn't get much sleep at night. Poppy woke early, only to find that Oscar wasn't home โ€” likely some more work to do, because when was that not a priority?

She already began getting ready. She didn't have much to do since she didn't want to overdo it. They were just getting coffee, for the moment, and in any case, she knew she didn't have to gussy up to get his attention. They both already knew they wanted this. That was enough.

Poppy was halfway through grabbing a quick bite to eat when she got Theo's text. It brought a smile to her face since it was all she was really waiting for. Now that he was awake and getting ready as well, she knew when she needed to leave the house. After a couple of minutes, she was on her way, opting to walk since the weather was pleasant and it wasn't incredibly far. She got another text from Theo along the way, and once again, a smile lit up her face upon reading it.

on my way. be there in five.

Poppy shoved her phone back into the pocket of her shorts as soon as she sent it since she could see the cafe in the distance. Upon entering, Poppy admittedly felt a little nervous, but there was also a whole lot of adrenalin coursing through her veins, given what she was about to do. She spotted Theo almost immediately, and wasted no time walking over with a bright expression. "Well would you look at that," she said aloud, to grab his attention. "I made it in less than five minutes. I guess I was just that excited."
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[div class=tag]Mood[/div] What's up Petal?
[div class=tag]outfit[/div]I call this comfy sexy
[div class=tag]tags[/div] natasha. natasha. [/div][/div] [div class=maintext][div class=scroll] It was no time at all before he heard her voice beside him. The bright chipper tone of her voice mixed with her accent brought a smile to his face. Theo turned slowly to look at Poppy in the eyes briefly. This time he felt different. A little more bold. Willing to take a lot more chances. His eye slowly trailed down her form, reveling in her appearance, taking an equal amount of time to return to her face. Theo gave her a devilish grin, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Hi petal," He kept his voice low, a flirtatious tone taking over. He personally would think it to be too cold for shorts, but he wasn't complaining. The more skin she showed, the happier he was. "Eager aren't we?" He added at her comment of being early. To be honest, he was also early anticipating this conversation.

Mostly because he knew what would begin afterward.

He motioned for her to sit down ahead of him, not allowing her out of his sight. Like if he looked away she may disappear. As she sat down, Theo sat up in his seat, leaning forward towards her. "Sooo..." He began, watching her carefully, "Sleep well?" Theo thought it might be best for a little small talk. Considering they were in a cafe in public he imagined she might feel a little apprehensive at first. "I suggest you get a lot of rest, late nights seem to be in your future," Okay, he couldn't help himself. It was so easy to flirt with her. Suggestive comments felt like his first langue when he spoke with her.

"I ordered coffee for you," He motioned to the second cup next to him. "I don't know how you like it, so I just got you black coffee and asked for this on the side," Theo held up the small container of creamer pods with many different flavors. Wait, did she even like coffee? It didn't really matter, they weren't here for coffee anyways. He knew that neither of them really wanted to go through formalities. Theo propped his elbows on the table, setting his head in his opened hands. He changed his demeanor slightly. "OK, what was it that you wanted to talk about?" He kept his voice innocent, blinking at her expectantly as if he were clueless. He wanted to hear her say it out loud. For the sake of his pride and also for confirmation that this was really what she wanted. That she really wanted him the way he wanted her. Theo waited for her response, his facial expression changing back to a playful smirk.

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Poppy chuckled a little at his observation of her being eager, but wasted no time sitting down in front of him. She didn't have to worry about the fact that they were meeting so close to her home because she knew Oscar was stuck in the office all day โ€” as he usually was lately. If he hadn't been, then Poppy might not be sitting here, satiating her desire with another man. A man who made her feel pretty good without them having actually even done anything physical. So she could only imagine what it would be like once they got there.

It was warmer inside the coffee house, compared to the outside, but Poppy didn't feel very different. She'd grown used to the cold, especially because of the roaring winters she experienced as a child in the UK, so this right now, with winter slowly fading away, didn't make her feel too cold. Nonetheless, she appreciated a good coffee.

Her gaze remained on Theo from the moment she entered the cafe, and she smiled a little wider upon hearing his question โ€” and the accompanying comment. "I didn't sleep too well, given that I knew what was happening today," she smirked. "But I'll keep that in mind for the future. Besides, who said it only has to be late nights?" She leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table as she looked at him, a mischievous smile playing along her lips.

Poppy's gaze briefly broke away to see the dairy creamers he got, and she felt a little warm inside. "I like vanilla," she told him, picking out a packet and looking at Theo. "Thanks. I suppose it was important for you to find out, since you did say coffee runs would be there in the future," Poppy smirked and set the packet down on the table.

Theo's question after that didn't catch her off guard. He was playing with her, teasing, and she knew it. If anything, it only made her more excited, but she refrained from answering at the moment because the barista came over with their order. Once she set the cups down and left, with Poppy giving her a small thank you, she picked up her creamer and emptied it into her coffee, taking her time to stir and finish her process, further extending the wait before she answered his question. If he was going to tease, so could she.

Eventually though, because even Poppy didn't want to hold it off for too long after having spent the week thinking about this, she set her cup down and held it between her hands, enjoying the warmth, and letting her gaze return to Theo's. "I want to take you up on your offer," she told him simply. "I believe there were plenty of promises you made me over the past week and I think I'm done waiting," Poppy told him with a grin before sipping her coffee.
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[div class=tag]tags[/div] natasha. natasha. [/div][/div] [div class=maintext][div class=scroll] Theo sat up when the other woman came by. He offered her a warm smile, accepting his drink. He had ordered a cold brew with a little cream today. With the weather how it was, he didn't waste any time switching back over to his preference of iced rather than hot coffee. Being the impatient person he was, he could drink cold coffee much faster than he could hot coffee. His need for caffeine being most important when choosing the beverage. Theo watched as Poppy stalled for time. The look on her face gave away her teasing mood, he knew she was doing it on purpose. He had started it and was glad that Poppy had decided to continue to tease him right back. This could become a dangerous game if she wasn't too careful. Theo wasn't one to back down when challenged.

As she moved to hold her coffee cup, she finally spoke. Saying all the things he wanted to hear. He felt her knees brush his own. The table they sat at wasn't particularly large, so they were fairly close to each other. He wasn't surprised when he felt the sudden contact. It just gave him an idea. "Oh, I always make good on my promises. I'd never make one I couldn't keep," Theo responded. One arm resting in the table, his other dropped below the table. He started with a light touch on the outside of her knee, slowly, agonizingly so, trailing up her exposed skin. "I've been done waiting since I walked out of that supply room," He stopped at a comfortable distance for him, about mid thigh, and gently wrapped his hand around her leg. His thumb drew small circles on the inside of her thigh. "Any questions you want to ask me?" Theo asked, voice stable.

Poppy didn't seem worried about getting caught with him. Plus, even if they were seen together, they were just getting coffee. He had picked a secluded table to begin with. Nobody would notice his hand on her either. While he'd like to do a lot more with her, Theo knew that if he was going to do this he'd have to be able to restrain himself in public. He didn't know how much of a social circle Poppy had, so even if her husband wasn't the one to see them, someone she knew might see them and word could get back around to him. And things were just getting interesting. He didn't want to screw it up now.

Theo just had to stick it out a little longer. To be alone with her. He couldn't wait to give her exactly what she wanted. Every little fantasy, every little desire he'd make reality. It gave him a giant ego boost to know her husband couldn't, and could never, give her what he could.

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Poppy grinned upon hearing Theo say that he had every intention of keeping good on the promises he made to her. Well they weren't so much promises as they were fantasies, but they were still going to come true, nonetheless. As Poppy sipped her coffee, she felt his hand moving to her knee. Considering the fact that she was wearing shorts, it definitely sent a shiver down her spine, and made her feel a certain tingle.

Her eyes locked onto his in a silent question, though she knew exactly what he was doing. Of course, underneath the table, there wasn't really anyone who'd notice. Even to an outsider, it'd look simply like two people getting a coffee together. Internally though, her heart was racing, her mind flooding with all sorts of thoughts, based on this interaction, as well as various conversations they'd had over the past week.

She cleared her throat, a nervous chuckle following soon after, and she set her coffee cup down so she wouldn't spill it. "I figured we should have some ground rules, don't you think?" Poppy suggested, instead of actually asking him a question like he'd inquired.

Poppy wouldn't ask him to stop what he was doing because she didn't want him to, so she just tried to maintain a nonchalant expression, as if nothing was going on. With the way she was looking at him though, he'd know just how crazy he was driving her. "Like... no house calls. At least, not mine. That's too risky. I wouldn't mind seeing where the chef lives though," she added with a smirk, crossing her arms on the table.

"And, I mean... you've got to tell me if there's something you want to avoid, or if there are any rules you follow," Poppy added with a shrug.

This was honestly new to her. She hadn't been with another guy in ten years. Oscar had been her first serious relationship, and while she had flirted several times before that, it had been a while since she had a fling with someone. Flirting was one thing, but actually having an affair? It's something Poppy never thought she'd have to resort to, but now she wanted nothing else.
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you alone?"
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[div class=tag]outfit[/div]I call this comfy sexy
[div class=tag]tags[/div] natasha. natasha. [/div][/div] [div class=maintext][div class=scroll] Theo was loving watching her squirm slightly. He saw her brief loss in composure as she set down her mug. He had barely touched her and Poppy was already faultering. Oh how much he enjoyed having this much of an effect on her. It made him want to go higher, push her limits even more. See how much she could take before she couldn't act normal. She tried to keep her voice as steady as possible. Telling him that they should have ground rules. He could see in her eyes how hard she was trying. "Of course," Theo said. His tone was more neutral, only the smallest hint of mischief in his voice.

No house calls made perfect sense, he wasn't dumb. Theo knew that her husband lived with her so it'd be risky to say the least. Then she mentioned something about his house. He did have a roommate, which might pose and issue. But Emit had lived with him while he was with Analise, so he wasn't a stranger to either staying away or wearing ear plugs. But was her house the only place off limits? "How about your office? Can I bring you lunch sometime? Maybe stay for dessert," Suggestion clearly heard. He grabbed his coffee, watching her as he took a drink.

Poppy then asked him if he had any rules. Well, Theo didn't have a rule persay, but it was something he wanted to make sure she understood. "Just on thing," He spoke out, "This isn't about feelings and it isn't a contract. So when one of us says stop or we need a break, we stop or take a break. No hard feelings when things end." Theo didn't expect this whole thing to last forever. He knew eventually he'd get bored, she'd feel too guilty, or fix things with hubby. He knew that when things ended they'd go back to being strangers, which was fine with him. Theo knew what this was about. They were both using each other, there was no reason to sugar coat that fact.

One more thing he wanted to mention as well. He wanted to be prepared for questions. People got caught when their stories and lies didn't add up. They needed a good excuse for why they knew each other and why they would spend time together. "We need to decide who I am to you. So if we get asked, we can say something other than just a friend. That's a dead give away," It was true. If she was asked by a friend or her husband and she nervously replied that Theo was just a friend, it would be the death of their deal. Neither of them wanted it to end prematurely. "Because both of us know I'm way better than just a friend." In that moment he couldn't help himself. His hand slid further, finding the edge of her shorts, running his fingers along the cut end. Luckily (or possibly unluckily, depending on her view) for her, the table would prevent him from moving any farther. [/div] [/div] [/div][/div] [div class=phone] [div class=pic][/div] [div class=title] Theodore Yang [/div] [div class=callin]...is calling[/div] [div class=ring][/div][div class=click] Pick up..? [/div] [/div] [/div]
 
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Theo maintained a neutral tone the entire time he spoke, which spoke volumes as to how he was able to maintain composure while doing whatever it was he was doing. Granted, it wasn't even much yet. Just a simple touch, a lingering sensation since he didn't move his hand away. He just tested the waters a bit before rising even higher, sending yet another shiver down her spine and making her tingle all over.

She ached to make him feel the same way, but she could think of no way to do it unless they were somewhere away from the prying eyes of the public. This alone was a little risky since her office wasn't very far, and some colleagues were known to frequent the cafe. Fortunately it was a day off, but the possibility still remained.

When Theo asked about her office, as if reading her mind, she smirked. "Depends on what you mean by dessert," she told him, arching an eyebrow and letting her finger trace random patterns along the surface of the wooden table. "But yes, I'd say the office is fine... if we can find a way to explain you being there."

That very dilemma was on her mind when he clarified his own rule. It worked for her. All she needed right now was an outlet. She wasn't getting what she wanted from her husband, but she still cared for him. She just needed to be satisfied, and Theo could give her that. She had the feeling there was more to his motivation behind agreeing to this, given that he knew she was a married woman, but she didn't pry for the time being. Like he said, no feelings involved. This was purely physical. The moment she pried further into his personal life, it became just a little bit more entangled.

"Sounds like a deal to me," Poppy nodded in agreement, repeating the terms. "No house calls. No feelings. No contract. And other than that... it seems like anything else is on the table," she shrugged a little and drew her hand back to finish off whatever coffee remained in her cup. It wasn't too hot anymore.

Bringing her back to her earlier dilemma about who they could say he was to her, she nodded. "You're definitely better than a friend, given what we're about to do," Poppy chuckled a little before taking a moment to think on it. "I could say you're my assistant," Poppy offered, eyes shining with playfulness as she posed the suggestion to him. "Nobody would question you being in my office, nor would they question your presence around me. I work remotely most days anyway so they don't even need to see you around the office except for when you want to visit me."
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you alone?"
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[div class=tag]Mood[/div] Let's continue this later.
[div class=tag]outfit[/div]I call this comfy sexy
[div class=tag]tags[/div] natasha. natasha. [/div][/div] [div class=maintext][div class=scroll] He had to give her credit. Poppy, even if she was struggling, was able to continue their conversation. He wondered if she'd give him payback for this little stunt of his. Actually, Theo hoped she would. Something told him that she could play the teasing game as well. Sadly he couldn't prove whether his hunch was correct or not, as, once again, they were in public. He suddenly wished they had agreed to meet elsewhere. Theo knew, though, if they had been somewhere alone, there wouldn't have been much talking. Well, not any useful conversation anyways.

Being her "assistant" sounded like a good idea to him. That way they could go out, be seen together, and no one would be none the wiser. In all reality, Theo was assisting her. Not in the paper work sort of way of course. He never liked paper work. He was always more of a hands on type of guy. "Okay Boss," He purred. A power dynamic, how exciting. Theo then suddenly remembered. He checked his watch. He internally groaned. He really did not want to leave. But he already made a promise to his actual boss. They were adding some new dishes to the menu, so even though it was one of his normal days off he had to go.

"I really hate to do this, but I actually have to go into work," His frustration evident. He pulled his hand away, giving her knee a squeeze before completely leaving her skin. "Do you think you can come up with a good excuse tonight to meet up after I get off?" His eyebrow raised as he asked her. Theo could set up a couple things, maybe get a hotel room or something like that. He could text her the details if she was available. He knew that if she could, Poppy would be there. Both of them were done with the whole waiting thing, it was annoying at this point. He could have offered to meet her in the bathroom if she was that desperate, but that seemed like a disservice. And bathroom sex wasn't exactly his favorite. Though, a little more waiting could make the tension just a little bit stronger, making it even more satisfying when it finally broke.

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Poppy grinned when he called her boss. It seemed like everything was pretty much in place. They'd gone over the ground rules, they'd given Theo a kind of 'identity', so that when people started to ask questions, she had something to say that was easily believable instead of the very plain and obvious 'he's just a friend'. People would easily see through that, as Theo already knew. This way, nobody would question it even if he was constantly around her, and Oscar would never see him anyway.

Poppy was about to suggest they get out of there. She'd been done with the waiting last night, and all she'd wanted to do since they agreed to meet was get down to the business they were agreeing to. Before she could open her mouth to say anything though, Theo did. And his change in expression made her anticipate the bad news before he was able to give it to her.

A small sigh escaped her lips as he made plans to meet later, once he was done with work. She understood, of course, she'd just come there with a lot of excitement. It would just have to wait a little longer, and she knew it was going to be worth it so what was the harm?

"Tell me a time and place and I'll be there," Poppy told him with a small smile, indicating that she could definitely come up some kind of excuse to meet him whenever he was free. If it wasn't too late, Oscar wouldn't even know. He got home late anyway, from work, and days off were no different because Oscar was more devoted to his job than anything. Poppy could be out of the house and back before he'd even find out she wasn't around.

"Let me walk you out," Poppy offered, since it seemed they both finished their drinks, and he needed to leave. Poppy would head back home and probably do some work of her own till she got a text from Theo. The very idea of what the evening could bring kept her on her toes, and she did her best to contain her excitement.

As they headed out, Poppy turned to face Theo, tucking her hair behind her ear since the sudden wind kept tossing it around. "I'll see you later then," she grinned up at him. "And I'll be anxiously waiting."
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you alone?"
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[div class=tag]Mood[/div] A little appetizer just for you.
[div class=tag]outfit[/div]I call this comfy sexy
[div class=tag]tags[/div] natasha. natasha. [/div][/div] [div class=maintext][div class=scroll] Theo felt bad. He felt really bad. Twice now leaving her high and dry was not nice. He knew what it felt like to get led on and then disappointed. Seeing Poppy's face drop, even if she tried to look like it was fine, made him feel worse. It wasn't like he was leaving her long, just a few hours while he got things settled back at the restaurant, but still. He wasn't supposed to be the disappointing one. He felt like he had to give her something for enduring his teasing. It was only fair. His pride was at stake here. When Poppy said that she'd be there, he moved to get up. He had just been about to say goodbye when she offered to walk him out. He gave her a smile, gesturing for her to lead the way.

Still trying to come up with something, Theo walked out of the coffee house. He looked down at Poppy as she tucked her hair behind her ear. Saying how she would see him later and she'd be waiting. He looked both ways down the street. The road was fairly empty, considering that most people who did the 9-5 thing were busy at work. He glanced down at his watch once more. He had some time. Even if it wasn't much, he could be late. "Hold up, follow me, He announced to Poppy before she started off. He grabbed her elbow gently, pulling her down the side walk.

Theo had noticed a small alley way just beside the coffee shop, and as he rounded the corner into said alley, he saw a thick doorway in the brick. It was just wide enough for them to tuck inside. Perfect. The thick metal door said it was for employees only, here was to hoping no one would come out and bother them. Ducking into the doorway, Theo hooked his finger in two of Poppy's belt loops in her shorts, pulling her into him. The alley was slightly shadowed, but even in the dim lighting he could see how gorgeous she was.

He situated his hands, one pushing on the small of her back, the other reaching up to her face. A playful smile danced on his lips. She was probably confused. Theo had just drug her into a random doorway with out an explanation. "I just thought," Forcing his voice lower, making sure that his intention got across, "I'd give you a little sneak peak." One eyebrow popped as he finished. He watched his finger as it traced her cheekbone, sliding down the side of her face, and then moved down her jawline. Dark eyes on her as he brought his thumb up to drag it across her bottom lip. In that moment, all that passion from their night at the club came flooding back. His want for her increasing. So Theo wasted no more time. His hand slipped to the base of her skull, bringing her lips to his. It wasn't sweet, or gentle. His intense passion overrode any sense of niceness. He kissed her hard. The fingers in her hair pulled slightly. Her lips were intoxicating. His desire for her growing every second. Making himself even more impatient if that was even possible.

He didn't want to stop. Lips locked, tongues tied, Theo was on cloud nine. Adrenaline coursing through his veins. He knew the longer he kissed her, the harder it would be to stop. But he also knew the more they continued, the longer he'd feel the high. He lost all sense of time. He almost forgot where he was. That was until a buzz in his pocket pulled him back down to earth. Begrudgingly he pulled away. Panting, Theo could feel his heart pounding in his chest. Poppy looked back at him. Her lips red and puffy, face flushed. Yet, he knew this was only a preview. He could see it now play out in his head. He couldn't wait to see what she looked like then. Brushing a piece of stray hair behind her ear, Theo finally spoke, "We'll continue this later." Breaking away completely from her, he began to walk back out to the street. He turned on his heels, walking backwards to watch her as he left. "I'll text you," He called over to her. With that he was headed to work, although he didn't know how well he could focus knowing what was waiting for him when he was finished.

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Poppy expected Theo to walk away, heading off to work, and she would have taken off in the opposite direction to go home. Before she got the chance to do that though, he took her elbow, leading her down the street. Now, Poppy had no idea where he was taking her, so she was confused, and curious. Nonetheless, for the time being she kept her questions to herself and instead blindly followed him till they came to an alleyway.

The moment she saw how secluded and empty it was, she had a vague idea of what he had in mind, but she still wasn't totally sure till he got then hidden from sight even further, and pulled her body closer to his. All of a sudden she was back in that supply closet from the club, only this time she wouldn't need to wait much more. Just a few hours.

Theo's teasing continued, his finger tracing across her jaw lightly and making her shiver just a little bit. Poppy thought that like last time, he'd pull away before they got to do anything, because as he already said, he had to go into work. He surprised her, however, when he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers.

The kiss was better than she imagined. And she'd been thinking about it ever since she laid eyes on him at the club. Over the week, through their texting, she found her mind wandering several times, but now that it was actually happening, Poppy could only lean into it and deepen the already heated kiss. Given how there was no build up whatsoever, she knew that the both of them were pretty impatient at the moment, and they could easily get carried away, because Poppy barely noticed the fact that they were outdoors, and technically in public. Anyone could walk through that door they were pressed again at any minute.

None of that went through Poppy's mind as they kissed. She had no idea how long it actually lasted, but it felt like it was too soon when he pulled away. Her heart was racing, and her cheeks were flushed, partially from the kiss, and also partially because she only just realised she needed to take a breath. This was a sneak peek. Poppy couldn't wait for the main attraction.

Nodding when he said they'd continue this later โ€” because she was still trying to comprehend the whole thing, so she wasn't able to talk โ€” she followed him out onto the street, wondering if it was written across her face, plain as day, that she was cheating on her husband. She turned briefly to see Theo and grinned. "I'll be waiting," she called back in response, knowing that she'd be sitting at home, barely getting any work done, because she'd only be looking forward to his message telling her where to meet.
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 [/div] [div class=divider][/div] [div class=text][div class=scroll] [div class=tag]Location[/div]Apartment > Hotel
[div class=tag]Mood[/div] If you make me wait any longer I will explode
[div class=tag]outfit[/div]Not for long
[div class=tag]tags[/div] natasha. natasha. [/div][/div] [div class=maintext][div class=scroll] It was like his boss knew he wanted to be somewhere else. Theo wanted nothing more than to just walk right out. But he somewhat valued his job and he needed his paycheck to survive. Plus, he had one of his friends invite him to go out shopping so if he bowed out now and lost his job, he could kiss a new outfit goodbye. And he had this one really nice navy pinstripe suit calling his name. Theo prepared all the different possible dishes he had been working on the past couple weeks. He always thought adding to the menu was like an audition. Everyone in the kitchen had to prepare something then after, a taste test by himself, his sous chef, and his boss. It was a nice little spotlight if your dish got chosen.

Theo walked into his apartment. He had been able to sneak away for about 5 minutes to make a hotel reservation and send a quick text to Poppy. He made sure to request something sexy. It might be a bit cliche, but no one could go wrong with more sexy! Especially in a situation like this. Already hot and sweaty from the kitchen, he decided to take a quick shower. He knew he'd have to take one later, but that shower would be way more worth it.

Theo decided pretty quickly to keep it simple for his outfit, just a white button down and a pair of black skinny jeans. At first he had all the buttons done up. He gave himself a confused glace in the mirror. He really was distracted. Undoing the just recently buttoned buttons to about mid chest, he was satisfied with his look. It didn't matter too much what he was wearing, because he wouldn't be wearing it for long. After messing with his hair for about 5 minutes, he was ready. Walking out of his bedroom, he noticed his roommate sitting on the couch. Emmett gave him a disappointed look. "You're really going through with this?" You could hear the disdain in his words. Laced with judgement. Theo honestly didn't care what his friend thought.

He nodded, "Hell yeah. If you met her, you'd do the same thing." Well, probably not. Emmett wasn't the type, but he got his point across. Poppy was too good of an opportunity to pass up.

"It doesn't bother you at all that she's married," He questioned. Theo looked his friend dead in the eyes.

"Not a single bit."

Emmett let out an exasperated sigh. He knew he couldn't change Theo's mind no matter what he said. His friend was really just worried. "Just don't get attached. I don't want to see you back in that place again," He was making reference to his former breakup. The fact he had gained 10 pounds from comfort eating should tell you how bad he felt. And he hadn't gained more than 2 pounds since high school.

Theo rolled his eyes. It was impossible. His whole life had proved to him that love just doesn't exist. Not for him anyways. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," He replied, stepping into his shoes. He didn't listen to whatever Emmett was saying as he shut the door behind him. Theo knew he meant well, but this was his life. He could decide who he'd sleep with and who he wouldn't. Hell, he could break his own rules all he wanted. Who was he to judge? His friend didn't understand at all. Just because he cared about Theo didn't mean he did.

The hotel, the Village Inn & Suits, was a 15 minute drive away from where he lived. Seeing that Poppy had walked to their earlier meeting, he assumed she lived nearby. So getting a little distance between them and their immediate area was probably a good thing. Theo decided on a cab. He had plenty of time. He had told Poppy to meet up at 8, it was just now 7:30 as he was climbing into the back of the taxi. His leg bobbed up and down as he sat there. Somehow Poppy had a way of making his life move in slow motion. Theo couldn't tell if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

Walking into the hotel, he remembered how nice this place was. It was bordering luxurious. It wasn't that he picked it because it was nice. He just happened to get a decent deal for one night. It wasn't horribly expensive. It was a shame that he'd only be there for a few hours, not expecting to stick around very long. But those few hours were totally worth the price tag. Theo didn't want to take Poppy to some dingy motel. That was no better than a public bathroom. Getting his hotel key and paying for the room, he felt even more anxious for his counterpart to arrive. He only had 10 more minutes to wait.

10 excruciating minutes.

Theo flipped on the lights in the room. The room was nice, a pretty view of the city, king sized bed, a desk with a roller chair, and even a smart TV. He could have done the romantic thing and gotten flowers or lit candles or something. But this wasn't about romance. This was purely based on physical need. Trying to tame his excitement, Theo sat down. Followed by getting up a few seconds later to pace around the room. He checked his phone. Nothing. He hated waiting. Hated it so much. He shut his phone off and set it on the side table. It wasn't going to distract them. Everyone else could wait. Theo's main focus would be on Poppy. Poppy and her pleasure.

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Poppy waited, just like she said she would. She sat in her study and tried to write. She had a few edits for a script she needed to make by the time the week was over and she couldn't really concentrate, since all her mind was focused on was what would happen later that evening. Eventually, in the midst of it all, she got a text from Theo that brought a smile to her face. Wear something sexy.

Truth be told, Poppy wasn't sure she owned any sexy clothes. With Oscar always busy, she rarely spent time with him, which meant that nothing was being put to use anyway. Sure, some of her dresses were a little skimpy, but they were more club attire, or for fancier occasions. She did have some tops that were slightly better than just casual, so Poppy opted to put one of those on, keeping in mind that she'd go shopping some time later. She finally had a reason to, and plus, trying on clothes made her feel good too.

Time passed faster after that, since she knew what time they were meeting, and where they were meeting. This was going to turn into a slightly expensive affair if they had to keep booking hotel rooms so she made a mental note to think of slightly more creative solutions.

It was getting late, and after getting some work done, Poppy left her desk to take a quick shower before she changed into the outfit she picked out. The top wasn't perfect for this weather, but she'd just toss a coat over it before leaving the house. It didn't really matter because in any case, it wasn't really going to stay on for very long once she reached the hotel.

Minutes later, Poppy was in a cab and heading to her destination, after sending Oscar a text saying that dinner was in the fridge and that she may be home a little late since she was meeting a few friends. As expected, there was no reply yet, but Oscar would see it soon enough, and in any case, it didn't matter. She wasn't going to think about Oscar for the next few hours.

When Poppy arrived, she contemplated what to do next. She could have gone straight to the room, since Theo told her which one it was, but she opted to stop by at the reception. It was easy to make some excuse about how her husband was in the room and she needed a second key, and the woman happily gave it to her once she was able to confirm Theo's name. Poppy made her way to the room, her heart beginning to race, the pounding getting louder with every step she took.

Finally, she came in front of the door and used her key to open it up instead of knocking. Truth be told, she wasn't sure of Theo was even there yet or not, so she got lucky at the reception. It was about two minutes to eight, so she was right on time, and as she entered the room, she was greeted not only by how nice the room looked, but how attractive Theo looked just standing there. He wasn't wearing anything extravagant. He was just... hot. And it could also have something to do with how much she'd been waiting for this.

"Not bad," Poppy complimented with a smirk as she looked around the room and walked further inside, letting the door shut behind her. She shrugged off her coat and draped it over the back of a nearby chair before walking over to where Theo stood. "Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long," she added with a playful grin, clearly referencing pretty much all the times they met, and the week-long period between it all.
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