Crawford Starrick

“I’m not shutting you out” Evie responded with a sigh and a shake of her head, rubbing her arm with her hand “I’ve just been…busy”

“Busy doesn’t begin to define it,” he murmured quietly. “I’m worried about you. You need a break, Evie. You’re going to run yourself ragged.”

"You've also missed several calls from your brother. He even called me to make sure you're alright." Crawford kissed her forehead gently. "Maybe it's time to be done for the evening."

“I’m not shutting you out” Evie responded with a sigh and a shake of her head, rubbing her arm with her hand “I’ve just been…busy”

"Busy doesn't begin to define it," he murmured quietly. "I'm worried about you. You need a break, Evie. You're going to run yourself ragged."

Evie giggled against his lips and trailed her fingers through his hair, she hadn’t been expecting this at least. “Thank you, love” she whispered against his lips, nuzzling their noses together and letting out a contented sigh “I love you too”

"This is also for you." He handed her the envelope, smiling broadly. He couldn't wait to see the look on her face.

All she had to do was remove herself from her office, walk across her house, and get changed but why would she make it easy for him? He should expect this from her by now. 

He kissed her forehead softly and looked down at her. “Now that we’ve discussed it, would you like to go? I’m sure you already planned out what you’re going to wear - changing shouldn’t be an issue… Unless I come with you.” He gave her a suggestive smile with a mischievous wink before offering her his hand. “Come, darling. A perfect evening awaits.”

Despite her business being up and running for a few years she always got the same excitement whenever she got to design something new for someone. She got the same excitement when she was designing and watching her own house being built. “How was your day?”

"I have plenty of cases, with a lot of leads, but I'm willing to bet my salary that we have a mole in my team." Anti-terrorism was far from easy, and it was made much more difficult when one had a member of their team reporting back to the enemy. "It's going to be a long week. No rest for the wicked, unfortunately."

All she had to do was remove herself from her office, walk across her house, and get changed but why would she make it easy for him? He should expect this from her by now. 

He kissed her forehead softly and looked down at her. "Now that we've discussed it, would you like to go? I'm sure you already planned out what you're going to wear - changing shouldn't be an issue... Unless I come with you." He gave her a suggestive smile with a mischievous wink before offering her his hand. "Come, darling. A perfect evening awaits."

    “I was just finishing work”

Running her fingers through his hair again, she tugged at the strands and nodded, a smirk drifting onto her face. “I always imagined you with the bed sheets, Crawford. Sparing no expense”

Crawford leaned in and nibbled her ear, whispering, "... Your great beauty. Ask anything of me, and it's yours."

God all she could think about was him taking her to bed and making love to her over and over, it was so forbidden and yet that made it so much more enticing and exciting.  

"You can always be with me," he promised, his breath in her ear. "I'd take care of you, in our bed and out of it. You'd want for nothing, my Evie..."

Christ, his words and actions shot straight between her legs and Evie bit her lip to stop herself from gasping. “I wouldn’t know about that, I’ve never experienced it” she told him, tugging his head away from her neck to look at his face, flicking his eyes over him “I imagine you have been with a few women, a handsome man like you”

He turned her around suddenly, her back against one of his many bookcases. He pressed a knee between her thighs, allowing her to have some pressure there. He leaned in and kissed her again, this kiss more passionate. "I can please you, Evie. You would enjoy making love with me."

Two could most definitely play at that game. 

Crawford wound his fingers through the hair at the base of her neck and pulled slightly, just enough to be pleasurable and to bare the skin there. He kissed it, and all the way up her neck once more, his other hand running over her back.

“On a good day? Nothing”

"Oh, my sweet Evie... We both know that isn't true." He leaned in and kissed her again, deeply and slowly. He wanted to leave her breathless. When he pulled away, he asked, "Now. Let's try again - What do you think of me wearing, when you're alone in bed?"

She knew that society discouraged women from wanting this pleasure, that women getting pleasure was seen as something wrong, but the Brotherhood always taught differently. It still didn’t make it easy to talk about though, Evie thought. A sigh fell from Evie at the touch of his lips against her skin and she dug her nails into the shoulders of his jacket, leaning her head back a little bit more. “I don’t think about you wearing expensive jewelry if that’s what you mean” Evie told him cheekily. 

"Oh? And what do you think about me wearing, darling Evie?" The Templar Grand Master pulled her closer and planted one hand on her hip, the other on her back. "Good Christ, you're beautiful..."

Evie’s cheeks heated up at his words and she found her arms looping around his neck, damn this man, he was so persistent in his obvious need to be with her.  “Oh? Is that what you think about when you are holed up in your office on your late nights when you don’t want to go home?” she asked him boldly, raising an eyebrow at him and smirking. 

"Tell me, darling - do you ever think about me that way?" He kissed her neck and then behind her ear, hoping to hear a soft sigh or even a small moan from his actions.

“Oh” Evie breathed out when she saw the necklace in the box on the desk, her heart speeding up in a way that she didn’t want to think about. Glancing over at the man she quickly looked back to the box again, running light fingertips over the necklace, an item that was obviously so very precious to him. “It’s beautiful” she then told Crawford with a bigger smile “I don’t think I can take it, what if something happens to it? I cannot accept such a precious gift”

He stepped closer to her before pulling her into his arms. "It would also be beautiful if it was the only thing you were wearing," he whispered in her ear, a wicked grin crossing his face. "Red suits you, my darling."