His Touch

I must have been sitting here for at least an hour; the contract is on one side of me, and a notebook is in front of me. Alaric is working, so I'm trying to figure out what I want.

There's a lot I want, but there's also a lot in the original contract that keeps a relationship locked and unable to progress. I don't want those added.

My phone buzzes. Looking at it, I see Bex's name. An SOS message shows on the screen. It's not a SOS. She sends that when she simply can't find a dress or a shoe.

Muting it, I slide it away and continue to work on the contract. A few minutes later, I hear the door and turn, smiling. I watch Alaric walk in. His eyes glance to the papers and then back to me.

"How's it going?" He takes off his jacket and sits down.

"Good. Did you get the issue fixed?" I'm not sure what it was; he just said he had to go fix something.

"I did."

Nodding at his words, I turn the sheet and begin skim-reading the page.

"Ahm." I glance at him briefly before going back to the papers.