Weapon of Desire by L M Brook

smothering his loud groans. In complete saturation he falls onto me filling me full and holding me as he kisses my neck.
    We roll together still linked onto our sides and as we smile at each other we say nothing. Our eyes say it all. We wrap together in the duvet as I curl my leg over his hip and his arms coil around my back. I rest my head against his shoulder as we snooze in each other’s arms.
    The sound of his mobile ringi ng wakes us. Anthony shoots upwards and retrieves his phone from his jean’s pocket.
    “Hi” he looks startle d “Shit, I’ll be down in10 minutes.”
    I gradually sit up bleary eyed noticing the time is 6pm and then curl back up under the duvet watching Anthony seek his scattered clothing. I grin to myself in amusement at his disorganised search.
    “What is so funny?” Anthony stops and smiles.
    “You’re acting like a teenager who’s been caught out by his parents.” I watch feeling so cosy under the covers.
    “That’ s because I have been caught out. I was supposed to be at dinner with my parents at 6pm.” Anthony fastens the buckle on his belt then joins me on the bed. “Do you want to join us for dinner?”
    “No perhaps another time.” I smile at his thoughtful offer.
    Anthony lies with his head beside mine as he runs his hand through my wavy messed up curls and then kisses me gazing into my eyes.
    “I have to go, thank you for inviting me over today.” He rises up from the bed and as he approaches the bedroom door he turns back. “See you at Dorton Prep in the morning.”

CHAPTER 4
     
    I wake early on Monday after a good night’s rest. The thought of seeing Anthony again this morning leaves me feeling excited and also enthusiastic with regards to the business presentation at Dorton Prep. My mind races with apprehension as I remember my meeting with Daniel at the La Piazza this evening. I suddenly feel flooded with guilt because of my broken promise to Lola.
    My wardrobe selection appears drab and nothing matches my present mood. I need something formal, smart but also shouts power and confidently sexy. After swishing through the hangers several times I find the chosen dress, ruby red pencil style with a matching jacket. I slither into black stockings and high heels then smooth down my figure hugging red dress. Perfect!
    My presentation documents are neatly packaged and my laptop packed away. I make final amendments to my lipstick, perfume and jewellery as I take a last glimpse in the mirror, yes I’m ready. I throw my hand bag over my shoulder and head for my car. Opening the boot I notice a black Range Rover parked in the road opposite with a man at the passenger window pointing a camera towards me. I freeze on the spot as he quickly closes the window and speeds away. Did I just imagine that? Why was he taking pictures of me? My paranoia kicks in and I suspect Daniel of hiring someone to check that I wasn’t with Anthony. I instantly dismiss my foolish, guilty thoughts.
    Arriving by 9am at Dorton Prep there’s no sign of Anthony’s car so I make my way to the reception where I’m shown to the Headteacher’s office. As I approach Mr Hughes I am confident in my ability to do this without Anthony but panic slightly wondering what has happened to him. Mr Hughes is about the same age as Anthony, dark blond hair, blue eyes with a neat stubbly beard. He certainly has a charm about him and is very hospitable offering me a short tour while we wait for the others to arrive. I feel a little uncomfortable as he is very forward with guiding me with his arm across my lower back and insisting I call him Richard.
    Returning to the office just after 9.30am I’m relieved to see Anthony and another gentleman waiting in the office. I smile at Anthony who shocks me with a blank face as he notices Richard’s arm on my back. He offers a hand to Richard introducing himself as does the tall gentleman namely Jeremy Rowland, Director of Education at Mid Suffolk Council. Jeremy is very slim