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Lorissa was a bundle of nerves as she made her way into Nivix that morning. It was early like usual, only today she had arrived ahead of her general time. Venser had occasionally shown up to walk with her to work and she needed a little more space before she was able to deal with seeing him. She had selected an outfit that was even more sedate than normal, not an inch of skin was showing above the knee or below the shoulder blades. Although now that she stopped to look herself over, she realized she was wearing a lot of blue. And a dress. How the hell had that happened? Well, her guild’s colors were blue and red, so it was fine. Everything was fine.
She hurried up to Tabozav’s lab and made it there without running into anyone on the way. She was normally one of the first to arrive for work; today Tabozav wasn’t even there yet. She plopped down at a table and began going through her notes from the previous day. Lorissa loved her job, her lack of magical talent made her all the more fascinated by the workings of it and so it wasn’t long before she forgot her worries and focused exclusively on her research.
Thus she was oblivious when Venser walked in with a slight scowl on his face that vanished the second he saw her. He’d spent half the night wondering what to say to her on their walk together, only to find she had left her home before he arrived. He wasn’t sure what to make of that; he hoped she was only feeling shy and not angry. But his pride was stung that she seemed to be avoiding him and he found himself wondering if she didn’t find him attractive. He thought she’d enjoyed their kiss yesterday but maybe he was wrong.
He fully intended to ask her about it when he walked into Tabozav’s lab, but when he saw her, his brain just shut down. She normally dressed in tops and pants or long skirts. Today she was wearing an off the shoulder azure dress that had a white sash belt. The length of the skirt reached slightly above her knees thanks to her seated position, but he got an eyeful of leg anyway due to the side slits that nearly reached the approximate area of her hips. Although the bodice was modest enough to hide any cleavage, the neckline dipped just below the collarbones and conformed alluringly to her breasts. And the little straps falling off her shoulders made him want to slide the dress all the way down. It would be laughably easy to pull the top of it down and the bottom of it up and fuck her right there on that chair.
He swore under his breath as his dick popped up in its own form of greeting. Thankfully his pants were somewhat loose; the folds would hide most of the evidence of his arousal. He calmly approached her, trying not to drool as he took in all the delicious lines of her body that were artfully showcased by the outfit. But he was definitely feeling encouraged by the ensemble, he couldn’t recall seeing her dressed this way before.
“Good morning,” he murmured and then had to suppress a chuckle when she gave a little yelp of surprise.
Lorissa spun to face Venser, completely forgetting she was trying to avoid him in her agitation. “Don’t sneak up on me like that! Do you want to give me heart failure?”
He wanted to give her something alright, but was too wise to say so. He didn’t have a lot of experience dating, but he knew a bit about people and this woman was no easy lay. If a man got her into bed, it was because that’s where she wanted to be. Pushing her would do no good; it might even have negative consequences.
So he simply smiled at her and apologized; then as soon as her body language looked more relaxed, he got to what was on his mind. “I hope I didn’t offend you last night. That wasn’t my intention.”
Wow, he was just jumping right into it, Lorissa thought as she blinked at him in surprise. Some cowardly part of her had hoped they could just never talk about what had happened; they could just go on working together as if the kiss had never taken place. She wasn’t exactly used to rejecting men and she didn’t honestly know what she wanted, except that right now it felt too soon. So, she decided to be as blunt as he was.
“You didn’t,” she admitted, forcing herself to meet his gaze even as she felt her cheeks heat up remembering the last time they had faced each other. She was very careful not to look at his sexy mouth. “The truth is, I just got out of a really confusing…I’m not sure what to even call it. Relationship seems grossly incorrect. Anyway, I made some terrible decisions during that time and it illuminated a few flaws in me that I need to work on before I can be with anyone else.”
Venser gleaned a wealth of information in her brief explanation. Someone had hurt her, pretty recently. Or maybe she had hurt herself by investing too much into something that had failed; he wasn’t quite sure which was the case. Either way, she was naturally hesitant to start anything with him and as much as he regretted it, he could understand where she was coming from. He certainly didn’t want to get involved with her while she had feelings for someone else. He didn’t generally do casual anything; he had an intensely focused personality and he was certain that included when it came to dating. So it looked like he was going to have to wait to get what he wanted.
He hated that; mostly because it seemed like every aspect of his life was on hold. He had no memory of arriving on this plane, he hadn’t been able to Walk the one or two times he’d tried, and his magic answered his call but felt like a shadow of it’s former potency. He was starting to get vague recollections of moments following his last meeting with Karn; he presumed he’d have died at that point yet here he was. In various stages of his life he’d been manipulated by others more powerful than him and he was starting to suspect something like that might have happened again. He wished he could talk with Elspeth or any of his other close allies. But he seemed to be on his own here. And now, he couldn’t even distract himself with this woman who had engaged his mind and body. What else could he do though, but respect her wishes?
So he told her what she needed to hear; that he understood what she was saying and there was no pressure from him. Because he realized her comments didn’t mean no; they meant not now. She’d been obviously relieved and they had fallen into their old working routing but he’d felt a keen pang of loss all day.
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Jace was surprised to find that there were several mages still in the library at Nivix, most of them stopped to openly stare at him as he made his way through the rows of books. His identity as Guildpact was not common knowledge, but he exuded an air of confident power that other practitioners generally recognized and his magical abilities had led him to recognition among certain circles. He also was not wearing any of the guild’s insignia and visitors to the area were few, far between and usually accompanied by someone. He was freely moving through as if he had a right to be there, because he did thanks to his invitation. No one dared to interfere with his progress due to his personal aura of prowess, but a couple of mages quietly exited the library to take news of his presence to Niv-Mizzet.
Jace didn’t notice; he had his attention trained ahead of him as he rounded the final corner and Lorissa’s desk came into view. She was there, just as he’d expected, but he still wasn’t prepared for his reaction to the sight of her. She was wearing some feminine little blue dress that seemed to simultaneously conceal and expose her dainty body. He’d been partially aroused since arriving at Nivix, now that he saw her, his dick stood at attention, swelling to painful dimensions. His hands itched to run over her perky breasts, around her slim waist, along her curvaceous ass and down her toned legs.
Her pretty face wore an expression of utter attention, her full lips slightly parted as she focused her almond shaped brown eyes intently on something to her right. Jace found himself curious as to what she was looking at, so he followed her gaze. He was startled and deeply displeased to discover it was a man. A tall, solidly built, ruggedly handsome man who was standing much too close to her.
Who the fuck was this?
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