It had been a week now since she'd moved out, leaving Terry and their decade long relationship behind, and yet that guilty feeling she had been expecting never came. Daphne felt unusually indifferent towards the whole thing, maybe even newly liberated to the road that she was paving out for herself now. Living with Cecilia was as wonderful as they
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So- after drumming up some sort of excuse to see her, he grabbed his coat and made his way to her office.
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Her thoughts had drifted back towards him through out the week no matter how much she told herself it had been a fluke. He was a client and they had gotten swept up in the moment together.
"Cormac, I wasn't expecting you," she said, rising to meet him at the door politely.
Though the moment he was near her all she really wanted to do was rip his clothes off.
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He reached into his suit jacket pocket and pulled out a long piece of parchment, folded neatly. He'd done it in record time that morning, after finishing with the day's paperwork. If he was going to come up with some reason to see her, it might as well have been legit.
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"A guest list is extremely helpful," she mused, reaching for the papers. Her hand grazed against his as she did so, lingering against his chilled hands. It felt like like electricity running through her every time they touched.
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