I decided to go through with this whole story today. Since this is my Natale gift for you, I wouldn't want to keep te waiting :)
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[Later] The mood was buzzing, everyone was joking and having a grand time. The divano corner Hugh, Greg and Robert had occupied earlier was beginning to develop into the hot-spot of the lobby.
Lisa: I need something to drink. Anyone want me to bring something?
Hugh: I'll unisciti you. Wouldn't wanna risk to sober up too quickly, right? (he grins)
This elicited an eye-rolling from Lisa and she grabbed him at the cuffs to drag him with her. They headed for the other side of the lobby, read: Cuddy's office where the bar was set up successivo to the buffet. Hugh and Lisa kept up their light banter until they had safely steered through the crowd and were fast approaching the door to the office.
All the time, Hugh was so engrossed in their conversation that he subconsciously pushed the knowledge of the fateful mistletoe to the back of his mind. Talk about Freud! Lisa pushed open the door and found herself in a room still packed with people who were simultaneously turning their heads to spot their successivo victim. A huge grin exploded on most of the viewers' faces when they beheld the couple that had entered.
The secondo they entered, Hugh slapped his palm onto his forehead.
Hugh: Lisa?
[She stops walking and faces him]
Lisa: Hm? What are they looking at? Do I have a stain on my dress o what is it?
David: Uh-oh, I take it te haven't had the pleasure to meet Doris' latest Natale prank?
Lisa (suspiciously): No, definitely not. But if she's going to tell me it snowed outside once again, I might have to kill her. o cry. Depends.
David: Then I'm really curious what te say about the mistletoe above your head (he squints his eyes and bites his bottom lip in mock-horror).
[Lisa looks up, recognizes it and almost non-chalantly responds]
Lisa: At least that's original. Doris, you're gonna live.
[The crowd cheers and David comes out of his 'hiding']
Hugh stared at her, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth just like before. This woman was always in to surprise him. Marvelous. He glanced at the crowd, they were all eager to witness what was coming next. Lisa turned to Hugh, now both facing each other.
random voice: Now baciare her already!
This was greeted with più cheers and laughing.
Hugh (mouthing): Okay?
Lisa (pretending to be defeated): Do we have a choice?
Hugh had just waited for her to okay this. He took her da the waist, pulling her closer to him, his other arm snaking around her hip to lock her into his embrace. He paused for a diviso, spalato second, taking a quick dive in her clear blue eyes instead of fully drowning in them and smiled. The audience was now on the verge of a mass flip-out but somehow their voices were getting smaller with every secondo Hugh held Lisa in his arms. He leaned inoltrare, avanti to close up the spazio between them. 90%. 10% for her to. The ideal kiss, he thought, when her eyes began to sparkle, her arms were set on his chest and she came to claim his lips, captivating and caressing them all in one. She tugged at and even tenderly bit at his bottom lip, surprising Hugh and prompting him to tighten his embrace and indulge in the fire, Lisa was igniting on his lips. It spread through his body, from head to toe, in no time. He lingered a tad longer on her lips than it was appropriate in the presence of others. Then they reluctantly abandoned the tickling sensation in their bodies and the numbness in their heads, only to full-speed collide with a whistling, cheering and applauding audience. David grinned widely at the sight before his eyes. Hugh was so thrown off-track that he felt his cheeks flush but he quickly tried to regain composure, let go of Lisa and turned to the audience.
Hugh: Now you've done it. I'm blushing. Thanks a lot guys...
Lisa: Anybody got a camera? I think I just found my Natale card picture! A blushing English man, priceless.
Hugh (half-way back on his usual dry humour): Don't go getting ideas. The first baciare was free because of the mistletoe. Everything from here costs te 10$!
Lisa: If we're making a line, I'm first!
Hugh (rolling his eyes): Let's get something to drink, shall we?
The commotion slowly subsided and Hugh and Lisa made their way to the bar together. What they didn't see were the suspicious gazes and the highly amused looks their co-worker shot them. Just as if they knew something, the two of them didn't. da the time Hugh had reached the unreasonable variety of bottles displayed at the open bar, he was gradually winning back the power over his mind.
Hugh: What do te think? White wine?
Lisa: Sure, why not? Though I take it te opt for wine because te either want to impress me o they don't have beer. Which one is it?
[Hugh tilts his head, slightly embarrassed and scratches his ear]
Hugh: You're never gonna know.
[Lisa smiles benignly at that remark]
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Just in case te don't know it yet: ratings and reviews are majorly appreciated :)
Edit: And on to the much anticipated finale: link
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[Later] The mood was buzzing, everyone was joking and having a grand time. The divano corner Hugh, Greg and Robert had occupied earlier was beginning to develop into the hot-spot of the lobby.
Lisa: I need something to drink. Anyone want me to bring something?
Hugh: I'll unisciti you. Wouldn't wanna risk to sober up too quickly, right? (he grins)
This elicited an eye-rolling from Lisa and she grabbed him at the cuffs to drag him with her. They headed for the other side of the lobby, read: Cuddy's office where the bar was set up successivo to the buffet. Hugh and Lisa kept up their light banter until they had safely steered through the crowd and were fast approaching the door to the office.
All the time, Hugh was so engrossed in their conversation that he subconsciously pushed the knowledge of the fateful mistletoe to the back of his mind. Talk about Freud! Lisa pushed open the door and found herself in a room still packed with people who were simultaneously turning their heads to spot their successivo victim. A huge grin exploded on most of the viewers' faces when they beheld the couple that had entered.
The secondo they entered, Hugh slapped his palm onto his forehead.
Hugh: Lisa?
[She stops walking and faces him]
Lisa: Hm? What are they looking at? Do I have a stain on my dress o what is it?
David: Uh-oh, I take it te haven't had the pleasure to meet Doris' latest Natale prank?
Lisa (suspiciously): No, definitely not. But if she's going to tell me it snowed outside once again, I might have to kill her. o cry. Depends.
David: Then I'm really curious what te say about the mistletoe above your head (he squints his eyes and bites his bottom lip in mock-horror).
[Lisa looks up, recognizes it and almost non-chalantly responds]
Lisa: At least that's original. Doris, you're gonna live.
[The crowd cheers and David comes out of his 'hiding']
Hugh stared at her, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth just like before. This woman was always in to surprise him. Marvelous. He glanced at the crowd, they were all eager to witness what was coming next. Lisa turned to Hugh, now both facing each other.
random voice: Now baciare her already!
This was greeted with più cheers and laughing.
Hugh (mouthing): Okay?
Lisa (pretending to be defeated): Do we have a choice?
Hugh had just waited for her to okay this. He took her da the waist, pulling her closer to him, his other arm snaking around her hip to lock her into his embrace. He paused for a diviso, spalato second, taking a quick dive in her clear blue eyes instead of fully drowning in them and smiled. The audience was now on the verge of a mass flip-out but somehow their voices were getting smaller with every secondo Hugh held Lisa in his arms. He leaned inoltrare, avanti to close up the spazio between them. 90%. 10% for her to. The ideal kiss, he thought, when her eyes began to sparkle, her arms were set on his chest and she came to claim his lips, captivating and caressing them all in one. She tugged at and even tenderly bit at his bottom lip, surprising Hugh and prompting him to tighten his embrace and indulge in the fire, Lisa was igniting on his lips. It spread through his body, from head to toe, in no time. He lingered a tad longer on her lips than it was appropriate in the presence of others. Then they reluctantly abandoned the tickling sensation in their bodies and the numbness in their heads, only to full-speed collide with a whistling, cheering and applauding audience. David grinned widely at the sight before his eyes. Hugh was so thrown off-track that he felt his cheeks flush but he quickly tried to regain composure, let go of Lisa and turned to the audience.
Hugh: Now you've done it. I'm blushing. Thanks a lot guys...
Lisa: Anybody got a camera? I think I just found my Natale card picture! A blushing English man, priceless.
Hugh (half-way back on his usual dry humour): Don't go getting ideas. The first baciare was free because of the mistletoe. Everything from here costs te 10$!
Lisa: If we're making a line, I'm first!
Hugh (rolling his eyes): Let's get something to drink, shall we?
The commotion slowly subsided and Hugh and Lisa made their way to the bar together. What they didn't see were the suspicious gazes and the highly amused looks their co-worker shot them. Just as if they knew something, the two of them didn't. da the time Hugh had reached the unreasonable variety of bottles displayed at the open bar, he was gradually winning back the power over his mind.
Hugh: What do te think? White wine?
Lisa: Sure, why not? Though I take it te opt for wine because te either want to impress me o they don't have beer. Which one is it?
[Hugh tilts his head, slightly embarrassed and scratches his ear]
Hugh: You're never gonna know.
[Lisa smiles benignly at that remark]
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Just in case te don't know it yet: ratings and reviews are majorly appreciated :)
Edit: And on to the much anticipated finale: link
