THE APPLE OF MY EYE

“ — Forgive me father, for I have si.nned.” Her voice was soft but the words rang clear throughout the otherwise quiet space.

Paloma Navarro or .... should I not add another muse?

Without another word between them he leaned in, capturing her lips with his in a tender- needy kiss.

Some might think she was STUPID for perusing him over her OTHER option, but why couldn't she just be a little greedy and have both? At LEAST once. Liddy gasped into the kiss with a little NEEDY whine and instantly her body was bowing into his own. Her chest curved to meet his as both hands rose to gently CUSP the sides of his neck. It might have been TENDER and all around kind of sweet, but she really was about to melt right then and there just for him.

"I think you heard me, Daddy." Imani grinned as she walked into his office sitting herself on the edge of his desk. The attraction she had towards Simon was certainly not a secret. Ever since she had befriend his daughter she took every opportunity to chat with him, always keeping the tone overly flirtatious. "And I don't mean it the way your daughter might. I mean it in a more, intimate way." She smiled eyeing him over grateful they were alone in the house for once. "You have problem with me calling you that?"

Simon CLEARED his throat when she confirmed that he hadn't misheard her. He made a POINT however to remain very still in his chair, and to decidedly NOT shift in any way that would convey discomfort - or HELL, desire. He had to keep his wits about him. Though he'd be LYING if certain thoughts didn't flood his mind at the way she sauntered towards him and HOPPED up onto his desk. Simon would have to be BLIND to not know she had a thing for him. It wasn't like she was very discreet about it after all, but up until this moment he had made sure to NEVER be alone with her. All that planning was thrown out the window it seemed as the pair found themselves in his home office, void of ANYONE else to hear their conversation. ❝If we're being HONEST Imani,❞ keep the tone casual, KEEP IT CASUAL, ❝I would PREFER Dr. Huntsman. SIMON if you're feeling extra casual.❞ A FLICKER of a smile touches the corner of his lips as his eyes connect with hers and he leans back into the plush leather of his seat. He could talk his way out of this one, he knew it. He had been a THERAPIST long enough to know that for certain. ❝I AM curious as to why you have that urge however. Did you want to talk about it?❞

he harbored no real feelings towards the girl , merely using her for his own personal needs . which more often than not left him stunned when she would basically volunteer herself to be used . eyebrows pushed together as his eyes darted back and forth , processing her words . pushing out a quick breathe of air , he turned his head to face her . choosing to remain silent , he watched her as she continued to step closer to him . " jesus , syd . " the male mumbled before racking his large fingers through his hair . as his whole body moved just an inch to completely face her , their height difference obvious as he peered down at her . " you realize i'm using you , right ?? that's all this is and ever will be . "

It was almost SWEET in a way - the UNDERTONE of his voice in that moment. Sydney could ALMOST hear an ounce of concern. Pity maybe in reality? Either way, instead of breaking down and backing away like he might have EXPECTED her to do? The blonde just chuckled softly before gazing up at him through thick lashes, still oh so close to his tall figure. ❝I know that.❞ The girl wasn't DUMB. She didn't think this was anything OTHER than it was. A carnal pull from both sides, but hey ... far be it from her to not HELP a guy out when she saw fit to do so. They may not have been a couple, but that didn't mean she couldn't play NICE every once and a while, right? Her head then cocked to the side as her hand slowly reached out and trailed almost TEASINGLY up one of his biceps. ❝I'm using you too. So don't worry about me too much. Now ... did you want to TAKE your distraction, or did you want to STEW in it alone for a while?❞

“Back up --- what did you just call me?” Simon’s eyes were slowly drawn up from the pages on his desk towards the woman standing before him. He had been listening, intently as it were but this? Well this had caught him off guard so excuse him for needing to hear it once more. 

A childhood spent in Catholic church had made the words Cassie said somewhat amusing from the other side of the confessional. Crash played the part, keeping his voice stern as he sat close to the wall, wanting to hear her voice. "Tell me, child, what have you done?"

Cassie couldn't help but SHIVER slightly at the stern note his voice took. She straightened her back upon REFLEX and momentarily closed her eyes before letting out a shaky breath. He couldn't see her. Not TRULY through the slotted window between them, but she still felt a JUDGING gaze all the same. God perhaps. Who could know. The blonde wetted her lips before answering the question after a moments worth of hesitation. ❝I haven't DONE anything - ❞ She truly NEEDED to make that clarification before eyelids fluttered open and airy voice continued, ❝N..not REALLY anyways. But I've been ... thinking things. DIRTY things.❞ Cassie had to BITE her tongue there, unsure of how much information to give away.