This is a sequel to my story Spies, Secrets and Lies, which I reposted earlier in the week. I've been debating writing sequels for my story's for some time now, but this one came to me and I figured I should write it out. Please leave a review I would love to know what you think. Enjoy!
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Curtis Baxter slouched down in his chair, hiding behind his computer screen in his prestigious L.A. office. He massaged his right temple with his hand, willing his migraine to go away before it got any worse. Opening his desk drawer, he pulled out a shiny silver flask and a bottle of Advil. He dumped 4 of the pills into his hand and tossed them to the back of his throat. He opened the flask and tipped it back, swallowing the majority of it's contents in just one swig.
"Boss, take a look at this!" The large burly man exclaimed as he entered Baxter's office, nearly causing him to choke on his whiskey .
"What is it Matthews?" he sighed, picking up the file the man had just tossed down on his desk. Baxter opened it and skimmed the pages. Matthews watched as his face lit up, the more he read. "Where did you find this?"
"A few of our guys found it when they were cleaning out one of Shaw's secret headquarters down town."
"Does anyone else know about this?"
"Not that we know of. The operation fell apart when Shaw was killed 4 months ago in Rome."
"So this intersect, this 2.0, it's still out there somewhere?"
"We believe so. It's been uploaded to an agent with the CIA. According to our intel, the identity of this agent along with other vital government data has been encrypted on a special microchip that's floating around out there. We believe this microchip is in the hands of one of Shaw's top operatives by the name of Cooper Stansfield. We could put a bid in, I'm sure if the price is right, he'll be more than willing to sell."
"Does he know what's on the chip?"
"We don't think he knows specifics, just that it contains top secret ring intel."
"So what makes you think he'll sell?"
"Just a hunch. He's been in hiding since the fall of the ring. He may be the only surviving agent out there. Word on the street is, he's looking to get out of the business, wanting to disappear, go off grid for good. Maybe he could use someone to finance him."
"The last person I financed, was Shaw and look how that all turned out."
"Shaw was a fool. He lost sight of his true purpose. He let his personal feelings cloud his vision. What happened to Shaw was his own doing."
"Maybe so, but he cost me a lot of money and I have nothing to show for it."
"Boss, perhaps this is the break we've been waiting for. Once we have the 2.0, no one can touch us."
Baxter contemplated what Matthews was saying. The more he thought about it, the more the idea appealed to him. And so it was decided. He wanted that 2.0 and when Curtis Baxter wanted something he would stop at nothing to get it.
"Chuck this is really good, I can't believe you made this." Sarah said as she gazed at the man sitting across from her, his eyes glistened against the candlelight.
He reached across the table and took hold of her hand that wasn't clutching her fork.
"You really like it?" he asked.
"I love it." She replied.
Chuck brought her hand to his lips and kissed it. Her charm bracelet sparkled as it hung from her wrist, catching his eye.
"Wait until desert."
"I think you're really going to like it." He leaned in closer to her. She leaned across the table so their faces were mere inches from one another.
"Are you going to tell me what it is?" She asked. Her eyes fell to his lips and she bit her own in order to refrain from attacking him with her mouth.
"Nope…it's a surprise." he leaned in and gave her a quick peck on the lips before falling back in his seat.
"You always do that to me." She sat back in her seat and crossed her arms in front of her chest as she faked a pout.
"You know I find you absolutely adorable when you pout." He smirked at her and her pout turned to a smile.
Sarah stood from her chair and made her way around the table to him. She took the liberty of making herself comfortable in his lap. His hand made it's way to her thigh while the other snaked around her back. She rested one hand against his chest, while the other toyed with his unruly curls. Leaning in she rested her forehead against his. His hand continued to caress her thigh while her lips descended on him.
"What did you ….want to…. Talk ….to me…. about?" She asked as she trailed kisses down his neckline.
"Mmm….you know." he replied.
"I do?" she asked, pulling away to look at him, confusion written all over her face.
Chuck reached into his pant pocket and pulled out a key. He held it up and dangled it in front of her. In an instant Sarah's facial expression changed dramatically.
"Chuck…not this again."
Chuck sighed, "Sarah, come on…When I got this place 3 months ago, I got it with the intention that you would one day be sharing it with me."
"Sarah, you stay here most nights anyway. Let's just make it official….Come on…move in with me?"
"Chuck, why do you have to push this issue?"
"Sarah, I love you and I want to be with you. I thought you felt that way too? I want to know that this is heading somewhere, that we're moving forward." His gaze left her and fell to the floor.
Sarah's heart sank with his. Chuck made a valid point, yes they did spend most nights together, but to actually move in with him, that scared her and she just couldn't bring herself to do it yet. She reached out with her finger and lifted his chin until his eyes met hers again.
"Chuck of course I love you, more than anything. I love being with you, and yes….this is heading somewhere….I just…I'm not ready….I need more time…I'm sorry." Her eyes left his, she couldn't stand seeing the pain in them.
Chuck tucked the key back in his pocket. "Well there ya have it I guess." Chuck moved to get up, forcing Sarah to vacate her position on his lap.
"Chuck…Please don't be mad." She pleaded.
"I'm not mad." He snapped back.
"You're not? Could have fooled me"
"No….Sarah, I'm not mad…I'm just….I'm hurt okay." He made his way towards the kitchen with their dinner plates and placed them in the sink. He grabbed hold of the counter, almost as if he was using it for support, standing with his back to her.
Sarah approached him slowly. She rested her hand against his back, but he didn't turn to acknowledge her.
"Chuck, you know I love you right?"
"Yeah." He finally turned to face her. "I know."
She took his hands into hers. "Don't give up on me okay."
"Sarah, I'll never give up on you. I just…I want to be with you." He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.
"Chuck you are with me."
"Well I guess maybe I'm a little selfish, I want more Sarah."
"Just give me time okay?" she pleaded with him. "You know I'm not good at this relationship stuff. I've given you more than I've ever given anyone…more than I ever thought I could give. I just need time okay."
Chuck released another sigh he didn't even know he was holding. He nodded his head gently in response.
"Are we good?" she asked, hesitation in her voice. She reached up and placed her palm on his cheek and his eyes met hers.
"Yeah….we're good." He leaned down and kissed her forehead then pulled her into his arms. She wrapped her arms tightly around his waist and buried her face in his chest as he held her/
"So how about that dessert?" She asked moments later, breaking the silence. She pulled away to break their embrace.
Chuck smiled. "Sure…why don't you go sit down while I get it."
Curtis Baxter decided to call it a night. He shut down his computer and closed up the filed on his desk. Just as he stood from his chair, Matthews entered his office once again.
Baxter groaned aloud as the man plowed his way back into his office.
"What is it now Matthews? I'm leaving."
"We put in the bid. Word is Stansfield is drooling over the offer. We could have an answer as early as tomorrow morning."
"Great, let me know in the morning then. I'm going home and don't bother me unless you have some real news. Baxter pushed his way past Matthews and left the man standing in his office all alone.
Chuck and Sarah lay still in bed, their backs to one another, neither of them able to sleep. Sarah stared at the wall wondering if Chuck was still awake. Things were definitely off between them tonight and she couldn't help but feel like it was her own fault. He had been distant with her since their conversation earlier in the evening when he had asked her to move in with him again and she turned him down again. Sure Chuck had said he was fine and that things were good between them, but if that was the case, Sarah couldn't help but wonder why they were on separate sides of the bed right now and why he hadn't even tried to make love to her tonight.
Chuck stared at the clock on his night stand. He had been watching if for the past 15 minutes now. He was feeling down and confused. He felt Sarah shift in the bed behind him. He wanted nothing more than to hold her in his arms right now. He had asked her to stay the night and she agreed without hesitation, so why was there this distance between them? He blamed himself. He never should have pushed the moving in issue with her. She had told him before she wasn't ready, but he couldn't just let it go. And now because of that, she was laying on the other side of the bed with her back to him instead of in his arms where she belonged.
Chuck rolled onto to his back and stared up at the ceiling briefly before turning his attention to her. Finally after mustering up enough courage, he reached out with his hand and placed it on her arm and just held it there.
Sarah froze when she felt his hand on her. She turned to face him and despite the darkness in the room, her eyes locked with his. He extended his arm for her and in a matter of seconds she was snuggling in to him. His arms came back around her and held her to him tightly.
"I love you Sarah."
"I love you." she replied. He leaned down and kissed the top of her forehead and she tightened her grasp on him and closed her eyes. It was only a matter of minutes before the two of them finally drifted off.
Well there you have it, I know it's kind of short, but I thought it was a good spot to leave us off at. I do have some more written, so if you like what you read let me know. I may be more motivated to add to it, which will inevitably mean quicker postings. As always thanks for reading.