Surprise in Vegas - Chapter Three
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Cal closed the door softly behind him. All he wanted was to collapse into a chair with a very, very, strong drink and think over what he had gotten himself into. His plans were thwarted when a squealing teenager bounded around the corner and launched herself into his arms.
“Easy Em I -“ She didn’t let him finish as she began asking a million questions and dragging him into the living room.
“What was the wedding like Dad? How did you propose? Have you been seeing Gillian and keeping it secret? Where is Gillian?” He held his hand over her mouth to stem the flow of questions and smiled at her enthusiasm.
“I’d like to know the answers to these questions myself.” Cal spun around coming face to face with his ex-wife. He had almost forgotten how beautiful she was. He couldn’t help compare her with Gillian, the fiery personality he had fallen in love with all those years ago that he seemed so drawn to, was beginning to be overshadowed by the softer, sweeter side that Gillian possessed. All the mothering he complained about he now welcomed, happy to know someone cared about him that much.
“The wedding was lovely, the proposal is none of your business, no Gillian and I have not been dating but I suppose these feelings have been there for a long time now, and she is at home packing some essential stuff. We’ll move the rest of her things this weekend. Those answers ok?”
He prayed they accepted those answers as he was too tired to have such serious conversations now. Zoe asked Emily to wait in the car, a task she performed begrudgingly with an over-exaggerated eye roll and an extra hug to her father saying how happy she was. Zoe turned to face Cal once more, fixing him with a serious glare.
“What really happened out there Cal? You and Gillian have too much to drink, make some bad decisions?”
“I would never consider marrying Gillian a mistake Zo.” He answered her quickly, not even realising he was about to respond. Hoping she didn’t catch the surprise on his face regarding his own comment he continued. “Look we talked in Vegas, really talked. We’ve been growing closer since her divorce and it was just time to take the next step.”
“And the next step was marriage?” He sighed not liking where this conversation was going. His sleep deprived brain wasn’t able to handle this argument with Zoe and he was finding it hard to come up with suitable answers to her questions.
“Yes Zoe, it was” He had been so preoccupied with trying to formulate a suitable answer he hadn’t heard Gillian come in until she spoke from the door-way. She was grinning at Zoe as she placed her overnight bag on the chair in front of Cal, before leaning up and placing a kiss on his cheek. The kiss itself was innocent enough but she lingered longer than usual for them, her grin getting bigger as Zoe’s scowl got darker.
“Well I’ll leave you two Newlyweds to it.” She spat out the offensive word before turning on her heel and slamming the door behind her.
“That went well don’t you think?”
“Ya luv, bloody marvellous!” She rolled her eyes at his obvious sarcasm and picked up her bag.
“I’m going to make myself comfortable in the spare room if that’s ok with you, dear?”
He couldn’t help but laugh at her term of endearment as he followed her upstairs. Both stood outside the spare room awkwardly not knowing how to say goodnight.
“Thank you for doing this. Pretending and all that. You do a lot for me luv, so...thank you.” He gave her a brief smile before heading into his bedroom for what was sure to be a restless sleep.
X
Cal awoke to the smell of bacon and coffee wafting into the dimly lit bedroom. A quick glance at the clock let him know it was 7.45. Gillian Foster was an early riser. Gillian Lightman, he corrected himself. But of course she wasn’t going to take his surname, this was only pretend. Why then, did he feel a pang of hurt at the thought of her still being Foster?
His thoughts were interrupted by a strange sound. He knew the sound of the coffee maker, the tv, the toaster, this sound was new. Climbing out of the bed and quickly dressing himself he went downstairs to investigate the source of this new noise. Nearing the kitchen he halted. Gillian was singing. Or at least attempting to.
“That’s quite a voice you have there, luv.” Gillian shook her head as she placed a mug of steaming hot coffee in front of him.
“Please Cal, I couldn’t carry a tune in a bag. You’re just being nice so I’ll tell everyone at the office about......us.”
“Ugh I had forgotten about that. We can probably convince most people, its Torres I’m worried about. She’ll probably need some.......physical evidence.” Gillian nearly choked on her breakfast as she fought to respond quickly.
“And what kind of ‘physical evidence’ do you propose Lightman?”
“Maybe a kiss.” At the glare she was directing his way he pleaded, “Please Gill, we knew something like this would be required at some point. Just one quick passionate kiss in front of Torres and we’re golden.”
She didn’t seem as convinced of his idea as he was and it took him the entire journey from their home to the office to convince her. Finally conceding that if required, a quick kiss would take place. Cal took it upon himself to lay out an organised plan for this kiss, Gillian nodding along as he talked but really not paying attention.
A staff meeting had been called and everyone at the Lightman Group was squeezed into the conference room, everyone hoping news of another lawsuit wasn’t going to be announced. A hush fell across the room as the two bosses entered coming to stand at the top of the table. Dr. Gillian Foster was visibly nervous and there was a distinct lack of cockiness from Dr. Cal Lightman that usually reverberated from every pore in his body.
“Right, well as you all know Dr. Foster and I were in Vegas for this last case. Whilst there some....things came to light and.....well.....we.......we decided to get married.” Loker choked on his water as murmurs started to spread around the room, the noise going from low murmurs to a loud din.
“Oi” Cal shouted above the commotion causing the employees to immediately quieten. Giving his best ‘don’t mess with me’ look at the staff Cal took a step forward. Feeling a gentle hand touch his shoulder he stopped and let Gillian take over.
“Nothing is going to change here. This is still The Lightman Group and we are still the bosses. Dr. Lightman and I are just moving from business partners to....something more. Work will continue as normal, or as normal as we can be.” Her little joke broke the tension and giggles within the room changed to congratulations and finally to cat-calls which had Cal grinning.
“Alright back to work.” And with that the employees dispersed only Torres and Loker remained as they followed Cal and Gillian into Cal’s office.
“So what’s this really about?” Cal sighed at Torres’ question. Obviously Loker’s radical honesty was rubbing off on her. Gillian smiled as she absentmindedly stroked her hand across Cal’s shoulders. Or at least she was trying to make it look absentminded, knowing full well it gave off the image of a happy couple.
“Ria, we got married that’s the truth. No other agenda.” Cal was surprised with how well Gillian was lying. Maybe she wasn’t as bad as she let on. Nah.
“I believe you got married but there’s something else isn’t there?”
“Ya Torres, but I don’t feel like sharing knowledge of our wedding night with the two of you. Now hop it.” He turned to face Gillian letting her know it was time for their plan to be put into action. He couldn’t help but feel a tingle of anticipation at the thought of kissing this adorable woman.
Gillian moved in front of him, placing her hands on his shoulders blocking his view of their two employees. What was she doing? The plan was to push him against the desk, quick and passionate. She was moving so slowly, inching forwards until her lips hovered over his. Eyes closed, she finally touched her lips to his softly, exploring and tasting. Cal had never tasted anything so sweet. Even with all the junk food she ate he never expected the sugary taste to be such a part of her.
All too soon she pulled away smiling shyly at him. Her hands slid down from his shoulder as she pushed back and turned away from him to face the others still in the room. Loker and Torres stood frozen in place, mouths open in shock and eyebrows raised in a perfect expression of surprise.
“Are you two still here?” Gillian shooed the duo out of the office before turning and flashing a dazzling smile at Cal and closing the door behind her. He flopped down into his chair trying to calm his racing heart. After licking his lips to try and get more of her taste he spoke aloud to no-one in particular.
“This could complicate things.”
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Chapter Four
Don't own Lie to Me or any of its characters.
Cal closed the door softly behind him. All he wanted was to collapse into a chair with a very, very, strong drink and think over what he had gotten himself into. His plans were thwarted when a squealing teenager bounded around the corner and launched herself into his arms.
“Easy Em I -“ She didn’t let him finish as she began asking a million questions and dragging him into the living room.
“What was the wedding like Dad? How did you propose? Have you been seeing Gillian and keeping it secret? Where is Gillian?” He held his hand over her mouth to stem the flow of questions and smiled at her enthusiasm.
“I’d like to know the answers to these questions myself.” Cal spun around coming face to face with his ex-wife. He had almost forgotten how beautiful she was. He couldn’t help compare her with Gillian, the fiery personality he had fallen in love with all those years ago that he seemed so drawn to, was beginning to be overshadowed by the softer, sweeter side that Gillian possessed. All the mothering he complained about he now welcomed, happy to know someone cared about him that much.
“The wedding was lovely, the proposal is none of your business, no Gillian and I have not been dating but I suppose these feelings have been there for a long time now, and she is at home packing some essential stuff. We’ll move the rest of her things this weekend. Those answers ok?”
He prayed they accepted those answers as he was too tired to have such serious conversations now. Zoe asked Emily to wait in the car, a task she performed begrudgingly with an over-exaggerated eye roll and an extra hug to her father saying how happy she was. Zoe turned to face Cal once more, fixing him with a serious glare.
“What really happened out there Cal? You and Gillian have too much to drink, make some bad decisions?”
“I would never consider marrying Gillian a mistake Zo.” He answered her quickly, not even realising he was about to respond. Hoping she didn’t catch the surprise on his face regarding his own comment he continued. “Look we talked in Vegas, really talked. We’ve been growing closer since her divorce and it was just time to take the next step.”
“And the next step was marriage?” He sighed not liking where this conversation was going. His sleep deprived brain wasn’t able to handle this argument with Zoe and he was finding it hard to come up with suitable answers to her questions.
“Yes Zoe, it was” He had been so preoccupied with trying to formulate a suitable answer he hadn’t heard Gillian come in until she spoke from the door-way. She was grinning at Zoe as she placed her overnight bag on the chair in front of Cal, before leaning up and placing a kiss on his cheek. The kiss itself was innocent enough but she lingered longer than usual for them, her grin getting bigger as Zoe’s scowl got darker.
“Well I’ll leave you two Newlyweds to it.” She spat out the offensive word before turning on her heel and slamming the door behind her.
“That went well don’t you think?”
“Ya luv, bloody marvellous!” She rolled her eyes at his obvious sarcasm and picked up her bag.
“I’m going to make myself comfortable in the spare room if that’s ok with you, dear?”
He couldn’t help but laugh at her term of endearment as he followed her upstairs. Both stood outside the spare room awkwardly not knowing how to say goodnight.
“Thank you for doing this. Pretending and all that. You do a lot for me luv, so...thank you.” He gave her a brief smile before heading into his bedroom for what was sure to be a restless sleep.
X
Cal awoke to the smell of bacon and coffee wafting into the dimly lit bedroom. A quick glance at the clock let him know it was 7.45. Gillian Foster was an early riser. Gillian Lightman, he corrected himself. But of course she wasn’t going to take his surname, this was only pretend. Why then, did he feel a pang of hurt at the thought of her still being Foster?
His thoughts were interrupted by a strange sound. He knew the sound of the coffee maker, the tv, the toaster, this sound was new. Climbing out of the bed and quickly dressing himself he went downstairs to investigate the source of this new noise. Nearing the kitchen he halted. Gillian was singing. Or at least attempting to.
“That’s quite a voice you have there, luv.” Gillian shook her head as she placed a mug of steaming hot coffee in front of him.
“Please Cal, I couldn’t carry a tune in a bag. You’re just being nice so I’ll tell everyone at the office about......us.”
“Ugh I had forgotten about that. We can probably convince most people, its Torres I’m worried about. She’ll probably need some.......physical evidence.” Gillian nearly choked on her breakfast as she fought to respond quickly.
“And what kind of ‘physical evidence’ do you propose Lightman?”
“Maybe a kiss.” At the glare she was directing his way he pleaded, “Please Gill, we knew something like this would be required at some point. Just one quick passionate kiss in front of Torres and we’re golden.”
She didn’t seem as convinced of his idea as he was and it took him the entire journey from their home to the office to convince her. Finally conceding that if required, a quick kiss would take place. Cal took it upon himself to lay out an organised plan for this kiss, Gillian nodding along as he talked but really not paying attention.
A staff meeting had been called and everyone at the Lightman Group was squeezed into the conference room, everyone hoping news of another lawsuit wasn’t going to be announced. A hush fell across the room as the two bosses entered coming to stand at the top of the table. Dr. Gillian Foster was visibly nervous and there was a distinct lack of cockiness from Dr. Cal Lightman that usually reverberated from every pore in his body.
“Right, well as you all know Dr. Foster and I were in Vegas for this last case. Whilst there some....things came to light and.....well.....we.......we decided to get married.” Loker choked on his water as murmurs started to spread around the room, the noise going from low murmurs to a loud din.
“Oi” Cal shouted above the commotion causing the employees to immediately quieten. Giving his best ‘don’t mess with me’ look at the staff Cal took a step forward. Feeling a gentle hand touch his shoulder he stopped and let Gillian take over.
“Nothing is going to change here. This is still The Lightman Group and we are still the bosses. Dr. Lightman and I are just moving from business partners to....something more. Work will continue as normal, or as normal as we can be.” Her little joke broke the tension and giggles within the room changed to congratulations and finally to cat-calls which had Cal grinning.
“Alright back to work.” And with that the employees dispersed only Torres and Loker remained as they followed Cal and Gillian into Cal’s office.
“So what’s this really about?” Cal sighed at Torres’ question. Obviously Loker’s radical honesty was rubbing off on her. Gillian smiled as she absentmindedly stroked her hand across Cal’s shoulders. Or at least she was trying to make it look absentminded, knowing full well it gave off the image of a happy couple.
“Ria, we got married that’s the truth. No other agenda.” Cal was surprised with how well Gillian was lying. Maybe she wasn’t as bad as she let on. Nah.
“I believe you got married but there’s something else isn’t there?”
“Ya Torres, but I don’t feel like sharing knowledge of our wedding night with the two of you. Now hop it.” He turned to face Gillian letting her know it was time for their plan to be put into action. He couldn’t help but feel a tingle of anticipation at the thought of kissing this adorable woman.
Gillian moved in front of him, placing her hands on his shoulders blocking his view of their two employees. What was she doing? The plan was to push him against the desk, quick and passionate. She was moving so slowly, inching forwards until her lips hovered over his. Eyes closed, she finally touched her lips to his softly, exploring and tasting. Cal had never tasted anything so sweet. Even with all the junk food she ate he never expected the sugary taste to be such a part of her.
All too soon she pulled away smiling shyly at him. Her hands slid down from his shoulder as she pushed back and turned away from him to face the others still in the room. Loker and Torres stood frozen in place, mouths open in shock and eyebrows raised in a perfect expression of surprise.
“Are you two still here?” Gillian shooed the duo out of the office before turning and flashing a dazzling smile at Cal and closing the door behind her. He flopped down into his chair trying to calm his racing heart. After licking his lips to try and get more of her taste he spoke aloud to no-one in particular.
“This could complicate things.”
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Chapter Four