Timing is Everything (Liam Payne)

I roll over and Liam is not in the bed beside me, but I hear him in the kitchen. I have to get up, get ready and head to my interview.I meet him in the kitchen and he greets me with a kiss. Morning small talk over English muffins and coffee. Its coming down to the last few days before he leaves. He's getting excited and anxious all at the time.
I get in the shower and he stands at the mirror getting ready talking to me. I get out and he has trimmed his beard. I rather liked it, it made him look older. I've already laid out my outfit on the bed, ready to go. The weather is wreaking havoc on my hair, its uncontrollable and frizzy. I end up putting it in a french braid, stopping at my neck and curling the ends. My make up subtle and jewelry minimal.
"You look great!" as he stands behind putting his arms around me. I slide in my earrings and asks if he wants to help with my necklace, he obliges.
We go down together but are headed in different directions, so he takes a car, I, a taxi. Its only about a twenty minute drive to the office and traffic isn't too bad.
I walk in and give my name to the receptionist and have a seat. The office manager comes out in about five minutes and introduces herself. We go to her office and talk over my resume then some of my personal life and how my new position might affect it. I had not planned on changing positions. Due to currency differences and cost of living I'm not sure if I'm getting a raise or what. What I do know is I will be over the advertising department and will not have to travel unless I want to.
When asked why I asked for the transfer I tell them I am getting married, to which they ask to whom, like whoever it was they would know him. When in fact they do. I tell them Liam Payne and the lady's jaw hits the desk. 'The Liam Payne?' , 'Yes, the Liam Payne.'. She is speechless and we sit there in awkward silence. I end up breaking the silence asking for a tour of the office.
During the tour she shows me the different departments and introduces me to each head. I get the feeling that no sooner I am out the door, she'll send out an office wide memo. I do hope this is not the case and I'm just being a tad paranoid.
After the tour we shake hands, I tell her my starting date, and get ready to leave. I hail a cab and hop in and text Liam to let him know that I am finished and headed to the flat.
I think it will be interesting when I show up at the office in two days to go over the advertising updates and see what might have been said about me. I'll have to be sure to wear my hair down.
I get inside and take off my shoes and go to the bedroom and get changed. I get all my work stuff and computer out and take it to the table to work on some things. I make a few calls to our main office and answer e mails.
I have a couple from the wedding planner letting me know everything is going good and is set to be shipped on time. Chair, table, tent, and light rental is taken care of, as well as stringed quartet and help with parking, which may be by valet.
As long as no extra dates are added to the end of the tour everything will be alright. Fingers are crossed.
I eat some warmed up left over pizza for lunch while I work so as not to waste time. I don't want to work while he is here.
Liam comes in earlier than I expect and wants to know if I'd like to go get some groceries, because he has nothing of substance to eat. We pick up mostly fresh food that will be eaten before he and I leave.
By the time we get back it is a steady down pour and decide to stay in for the night. I fix a pot of soup and some grilled cheese sandwiches for dinner while he figures out what movie to watch. He finds something I've never seen and puts it in. We eat as we watch it and are both clearly bored with it, by the amount of yawning we are doing.
He looks over at me, "Bed sound good?'
"Sounds wonderful." I answer as I unwrap myself out of his arms.
I change into one of his shirts and climb in bed, him following me. He wraps me in his arms while we lay there and talk.
"Are you sore from last night at all?'he asks , I can hear the smile on his lips as he speaks.
"That would be a yes, thank you very much." I poke him in the ribs.
"Just checking." he says as he pulls me in for a kiss.
He turns over on his side facing me and I roll over to him, face to face. He tucks a stray hair behind my ear and kisses me. "A soft, gentle, quickie.?"
"It doesn't have to be quickie but soft and gentle, a must." I say as I put my leg over on him. He takes his boxers off and gets back under the covers, reaches over and slides my panties off. I roll over so he can enter me from behind, a different way than last night. Even at a different position, I'm sore as hell. He's being as gentle as he can, kissing my shoulder and back when I clench or whimper. He's getting close to coming but I've been so sensitive I'm having a hard time getting there. He reaches around me and gently rubs my clit, helping me get there. It doesn't take long before I moan and my breathing more intense. He makes me come and he comes soon after, trying hard not to be too forceful pushing in to me.
When we finish I roll over to him and laugh because the covers are still on us. "Wow, you did take it easy."
"And it wasn't easy to do, mind you. I just want to get as much in before I leave."
"I know. I do too." We get out of the bed and head to the bathroom to get cleaned up, then go back to bed, him laying in bed behind me, spooning.
"Do you have to go in tomorrow? I'm free, and would love to spend it with you if you can swing it"
"If not the whole day, will half a day be sufficient?"
"Anything is better than nothing" I pull his hand to my mouth and kiss it, snuggle up to him and drift off listening to the rain.

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