Thread: We Meet Again (AndNich123 & Adam)

Again her amusement was found in his reactions, that ever so shaky tone he carried on with trying to be so much more confident that he actually was. She smirked and looked out the huge window at the gorgeous view laid out beneath their feet. Its alright James. I am what I am, and I do what I do. Of course I have reasons. One, in particular, that I simply cannot escape from. You see I have this one need that drives me daily, and as much I wish I could endure without it, I cant. I have to eat. There I said, she threw up her free hand in mock exhaustion. I have to eat. So I have to work. Its a cruel reality really. The body simply has to have food, and I refuse to rummage through the vile garbage to simply eat. So Ive grown accustomed to going to the places, grocery stores, and buying my food. Its almost an addiction. Tessa continued to gaze out fully aware of her tone and cynical attitude. It had always been a cornerstone to her personality. It was a well known fact to be careful what you said around her as her responses would tend be along such lines. Clearly nothing had changed. Turning, she truly was intrigued by his line of work. It was something she had never even heard about, and she certainly couldnt have imagined him going into this line of work. She realized the tone he was using with her, and a tiny spark ignited inside. He is being smart with me, she thought. Hes being, her thoughts paused as she recalled the days back in school when he would react very much along the same lines. Hes being exactly how he was then. Slowly she sauntered up to him, allowing her hips to sway gracefully. She stopped just in front of him and looked down at him. You always did like showing off your big, massive, huge brain James. His later comments had only fanned that initial spark and she was not one to simply let things go. Tessa liked reactions. She liked pushing buttons. Again, nothing had changed. A different skill set than mine? Well it seems you, with your company and its way of doing business, like to go and screw people over. So I think I might fit in just nicely. Of course I can always bring my work to your desk, let you stare at my chest, and get you to finish it for me. A defiant smile of her own spread across her face before she turned and walked back over to the window. Sighing she simply could not stop herself. So tell me James. Tonight is that going to be the case? Will you take care of business with your hand, doing my work for me, and I simply collect the donation and leave? Just like old times, she added looking over her shoulder that same smile gracing her face once more. She knew what she was being to him, and in her mind he deserved it. He was the one that was cruel in the beginning. He is the one that degraded her skill sets, as he worded it. She had always known what she was, and that was not about to change now. He may have money, but he clearly didnt have the one thing he still wanted. A woman to stay by his side. That was a simple fact she could exploit if given the chance. So in her mind, she thought he better be careful of the ground he treads. I will push those buttons. I will pick at that wound, but I will not allow him to humiliate me by making me feel like any less of a woman, a person, because circumstances have lead me where I am tonight. She pushed her shoulders back and held her head high as the proud, confident woman she was.