Alone at the Office

I am working late at the office so you decide to bring me dinner. The door is locked so you tap lightly. I come out of one of the other offices into the main lobby. You can tell by the look on my face I look like I have already had a very long stressful day. I had not heard you tap on the glass door, I am so in thought about work, you tap again and it startles me out of my deep thoughts. I walk over to the door and you can physically watch the stress from the day drain away from my face and body, just seeing you. I unlock the door and step aside as you swing it open just enough for you to slide through. It’s a cold evening so I wrap my arms around myself to keep the chills from outside away. It doesn’t help, I start to shake from the cold. You see me shiver and walk over to me and ask me what is wrong. I tell you that I am cold and you say “come here, let me warm you up”. I walk over to you and you open the lapels of the coat that you are wearing as an invitation to wrap my arms around you and let you hold me to make me warm. With one arm around my back holding the two of us inside your jacket, the other one starts to stroke my hair, pulling back the small curls that have fallen to my face throughout the day. Your touch is so gentle that I barely feel your fingers. The clip that was holding my hair back is now in your hand as you set it down on the desk next to us. You unwind the length of my hair and let it cascade down my back, onto the arm still holding me against you. I feel so safe in your arms that I close my eyes and start to lean into your body more. You put your finger under my chin and pull my face up to yours for a kiss that makes my whole body shiver, but not from the cold. As you pull your lips away from mine, I moan longing for more. You ask me if I was hungry and I tell you that I haven’t eaten all day. You tell me to stay right where I am and go out the your truck for the picnic basket dinner that you brought, complete with mink blanket for the floor, candles for light, and a bottle of wine. You come back inside and I am standing waiting for you, shivering from the cold again.