“Cal,” Gillian warned.

“Yes luv?” Cal quirked back.

“You really have to watch what tu are saying tu know.” Gillian warned again jokingly.

“What do tu mean luv?”

“Well last week tu were saying that tu wanted me in the worst way possible and this week tu are telling me that tu dream of me begging tu to tie me up.” She dicho stepping closer so the passers por wouldn’t hear their conversation.

He stepped closer again, now completely invading her personal space. “So.. why am I watching what I am saying? Last week tu also dicho no más lies.”

They were now standing so close....

Shivers ran down Gillian's spine, despite the fact she was curled under her quilt. Her blood still ran cold when her memories flashed to Cal being held at gunpoint, even though he was now safely asleep in the siguiente room. She restlessly turned to see the faint red glow of the digital clock beside her. 3:41am. She was restless, her mind still racing from the day's events, her corazón had not slowed to a comfortable pace since Cal had escaped with his life. Her eyes were wide open, but her lids still felt heavy, she could not bring sleep upon her. She was scared. She remembered Cal in the room next...

Cal was sitting at his desk, staring off into el espacio when Gillian entered the room. She had on a really short black dress, and fishnets underneath. To complete the look, she was wearing black high heels. Cal stood up feeling a blush coming on, and he knew his pupils would be fully dilated. Foster didn’t say a word as she walked closer to Cal’s desk. Cal stood in front of the desk. He began to open his mouth to talk when Gillian grabbed him and shoved him against a wall.
    She kissed him furiously, grabbing his black overcoat to pull him closer to her. Foster intertwined...

Cal phoned Terry and arranged to meet him in his office that night to discuss the deal. He told him to wait till the end of the día and he would text him when everyone was gone. He knew he had to act as normal as possible so no one, especially Foster, would notice.
When seven o'clock came, everyone went inicial apart from Foster who would normally stay till eight to get paper work done. He knocked on her door.
'Hey.'
'Hey love, tu alright?.'
'i'm good, just trying to finish this.' He went and sat on the sofa, so she couldn't really see him. He just needed someone to talk too so he could keep his...

Cal was still looking at the blood soaked feather in his hand when the door opened and Gillian and Emily came in. He quickly hid the feather in his cabinet and put his camisa, camiseta back on

"Dad?"
"Cal?"
"I'm in the bathroom"
"You okay?"
"Yeah i'm fine"

Gillian and Emily went to the bathroom door and tried the door but it was locked

"Cal why is the door locked?"
"No reason"
"Then let us in o come out"

Cal came out of the bathroom with his camisa, camiseta on and acted as natural as he could without Gillian noticing

"Here i am tu happy?"
"Everything okay dad?"
"Yeah everything is fine darling"
"Why did tu leave?"
"I just...

Gillian was sitting at her escritorio working on her laptop. Emily then comes through the door. She looks upset. Gillian looks up from her work and sees her

"Hey Em what's up?
"Nothing"
She was lying

"Em"
"It's just....my dad. He promised to spend time with me but he just blew me off AGAIN.
"What's his excuse this tine?"
"He dicho something had come up and he couldn't make it. So i thought he would be here but he isn't so i don't know where he is"
"Well i'm sure he'll be back soon. In the meantime why don' tu just stay here with me."
"Okay. Just like when i was little."
"Oh yeah i forgot about that. It was...