Thread: Trouble in the Vortex (Mr Quixotic and darjeeling)

The sarcasm was obvious in Felicity's tone, but David didn't mind at all. Nor did he mind the way she'd pointedly moved away from his touch. Any bitchiness on her behalf would be repaid ten-fold by the time the night was over, and when it was, a light brush of a hand against her skin would have paled in comparison to the memory of where and how else she'd been touched, and fucked senseless, by he and his colleagues. The fact that Liss didn't create a fuss, or attempt to excuse herself as he directed her to the table only increased his confidence that would indeed occur. If she wasn't concerned about what information he may have obtained, or what use it could be put to, he wouldn't have expected her to so readily agree. He left Felicity's side as Eric rose from the seat to introduce himself, and his head shook when she placed herself at the head of the table. Typical Felicity attempting to act as if she was in control. Well, they'd see about that. David almost directed her to take another seat, but then decided to leave things as they were. It was possible the bitch was surprised to find herself here, and not placed at the front of the room where the 'important' people, mostly Senior Management and their favoured underlings, were, but the night's function wasn't one of great significance. Unlike the annual convention and awards ceremony where you were forced to listen to self-aggrandising speeches for hour after interminable hour, this was simply a company get together, with no formal hierarchy in place in regards to seating arrangements. It was intended to be a way for colleagues to get to know each other, and improve relationships, which would hopefully flow through to the work environment. David inwardly chuckled at the irony as he drew out the chair at the right corner of the table next to Felicity, dropped into it, and listened to her and Eric's chatter. At any other time David would have taken insult at being deliberately ignored, but at this one he found himself too amused at how charming Felicity could be when she tried, to care. If she'd only been that way more often, Liss might not have ended up in the predicament she was soon to find herself in. Myer's gaze drifted between the two, and he scanned both faces. Obviously they must have run into each other around the office from time to time, but he was unsure if they'd ever previously had a conversation. The majority of Eric's dislike for the woman came as a result of David's bitching, and office rumours, so he hoped his friend wouldn't be fooled into believing this Felicity's usual demeanour, and that Myer's hatred was caused by nothing more than bitterness from having missed out on promotion. As she ordered Eric a wine, leaving David to request his own beer, he caught his colleagues eyes, and the men exchanged a look one that told him that his colleague wasn't falling for Felicity Milton's charm. Not that he'd really expected Eric to be so gullible, the evidence the IT Manager had acquired on his own had provided independent corroboration of just how duplicitous and cunning she could be, but still David felt a sense of relief. He'd just leaned forward to join in the conversation, when he noticed a shadow, then a second, loom over the table. He quickly twisted his head, and his gaze landed on Ryan and Mark. Both were dressed in dark suits, and stood with beer in hand, staring at Felicity Milton with surprise. Mark's mouth opened and closed, as if were attempting to speak, but no words came out, and his eyes darted to meet David's, before they flicked back to his superior. It wasn't like their boss to join them for convivial conversation, but he was afraid to query what she was doing there. To be rude could come back to haunt him in the office. Hey guys. David inclined his head to two empty chairs, and motioned for them seat themselves. You look surprised? His watched as they responded to his direction, Ryan placing himself next to Eric, and Mark beside David, and spoke about Felicity as if she weren't there. Our illustrious superior has decided to honour us with her presence, in the hopes that we can all get to know each other, and potentially resolve any problems we may have with her Management style. David held back a laugh at the bewildered expressions of the two new arrivals as he made reference to his conversation with Mark the previous day. I told you she wasn't too bad if you knew how to treat her. Myer's casually lifted his beer, then turned and locked his gaze on Felicity to address her directly. Isn't that right, Milton? David heard the intake of breath from the trio of men seated at the table, brought forth by the disrespectful use of only her last name, and sipped his beer. He sighed, wiped the froth from his lips with the back of his hand, and, nice as nice could be, smiled at Felicity. Why don't you start with telling us how won your job, we've all been wondering. David cocked an eyebrow, and his smile widened. I'm guessing your time with Immerse wasn't mentioned on your rsum when you applied to replace Delton? The gasps were audible as four pairs of eyes narrowed and focused intently on Felicity Milton. David took another slow sip of his beer.