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Epilogue
Vanya rushed toward the elevator trying desperately hard not to notice the smug smile on Luther's face as she passed him at the security.
'Wait up,' she heard Five call after her before he managed to easily catch her with just a few of his long steps. She really hated how tall he was sometimes. It was so unfair.
The elevator finally showed up, and she went inside shooting Five a look when he chuckled at her brisk walk.
'It's 9. A.M, Five! 9. A.M!' she complained as the door closed.
He shook his head and pressed the button, 'I don't get why you are freaking out so much. I have never made it to work past 7.30. When father was unbearable, I practically lived here,' he said, but she shook her head. They were late. They were so terribly late. It was the start of their first whole week as a couple, and they were late. How would that look like? And Luther had that damn smug look on his face like he won a bet, and Five…Five didn't even seem to care just grinning like an idiot through the car ride even singing along to Under Pressure by Queen. She really thought he was pulling her leg with that one.
'Zayka, you need to relax,' he said amusement clear from his green eyes. Not even his use of her adorable nickname would calm her down now. Ugh! She hated being late more than anything.
Vanya sighed and shook her head again, 'You're impossible, Mr. Hargreeves.'
His grin turned into a wicked smirk she got very familiar with during the first night and then the weekend of them dating before she felt his fingers lightly stroke her bare elbow and move through her forearm all the way to her wrist. It was very distracting how slowly they light her arm and body up, 'If you want, I can help you. You know I'm good at it.'
She shouldn't still be this affected by him after all the things they did those nights before, and yet she once again felt her face warming up with the blood that rushed to her cheeks. No doubt she was blushing.
'Careful,' she managed to say not even bothering to look at him knowing he was still smirking with those terribly beautifully haunting lips of his that made her body sing so many times now, 'This is a workplace and dating or not that could still be considered sexual harassing.'
Five's fingers paused on her wrist for a moment before he said, 'Not if we were married.'
She might as well have a heart attack when she heard those words come out of his stupidly brilliant mouth.
Her eyes shifted toward him on their own as she knew without a doubt she looked like he just grew a second head. She couldn't help it. She was in shock.
When he let out another soft chuckle probably amused by the reaction he got out of her, she finally managed to turn back on and shake her head, 'We're not married.'
'Right,' he said with a hint of something mischief in his eyes, 'Would you like to be?'
She didn't have time to answer as the door opened and a person from the IT department stepped in.
They both greeted him politely, and she wondered if he could feel the tension between them or if it was just in her head.
Five fingers started to move up her forearm back to her elbow, 'Well, do you?'
'No,' she hissed lowering her voice. The last thing she wanted was for some IT guy to tell Ben who would tell Allison who would tell Agnes and Luther and Hazel and- just for anyone to know that Five just somewhat asked her if she wanted to get married because that was…it was…absurd…right?
'Hm,' he said and looked down at her. His smirk now turned into a calm smile the one he had solely reserved for her, 'Probably for the best. It wouldn't be good if our children asked for the story of our engagement and we would say it was while riding an elevator with Bob here.'
The man had enough tact not to even move a muscle at the mention of his name.
Vanya shot Five a look. He couldn't seriously just say that and now? And mention kids, and being married and…gosh, he would try to kill her now every chance he got with such claims, wouldn't he?
The door opened and Bob practically ran out of the elevator as if they threatened to eat him alive.
She turned to look at Five properly, 'Was that really necessary?'
He grinned as he confessed, 'No, but I love the way you blush when you're embarrassed like that.'
Ridiculous. She had fallen in love with the most ridiculous man she ever met. What would her mamochka say? Oh, she already said she liked him.
Five put on a more sober look as he suddenly grabbed her waist and turned her toward him, 'Don't be mad, zayka.'
'If you really like my blush so much why not explore it when we're in the bedroom, Mr. Hargreeves?' she asked rolling her eyes. She couldn't be mad at him and his stupidly handsome face and smirk for too long. She was already smiling.
He pulled her closer and leaned toward her, 'Oh, I intend to, Ms. Babkin.'
He then kissed her stealing her breath away and making them even later than they already were.
This time, she wasn't too mad about it though.
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