Reyona heard Toria's voice from outside.
Even before her sister burst through the door like a whirlwind, she had already raised her head from what she was working on.
She was tapping her pen against the file with a smile on her face when Toria entered with each of her hands holding a shopping bag.
She blew Charlotte a kiss as the latter came to close the door behind her.
Then she posed and declared.
"Admit it. I am the best thing that ever happened to you."
"Oh yeah? How did you figure that out?" Reyona asked with a shake of her head.
Toria tossed "What would you have done without me?"
Reyona angled her head to one side as if she were really giving it a good thought. Then she said, "For starters, my ears would not be bleeding out right now. I would be in the middle of my work without stress. Oh, rapture!" she crooned.
Toria narrowed her eyes at Reyona, then she said, "I will pretend not to hear that. Which is lucky for you because I am here for moral support?"
So saying, she walked towards Reyona and Reyona quickly saved her files before Toria could dump the contents of her bags on them.
"Why do I need my morals supported? Also, what is all this, Toria?"
Reyona could almost feel her eyelids twitching from the mix of leather and all the black she was seeing on her table.
Pitted against her well-organised table, it looked like an alien who had lost its way.
"Is that supposed to be a question for me?" Toria asked wide-eyed. "In fact, I think the main question is: why are you still buried in those files when you should be on your way to kicking some asses? Of course, not without me. I wouldn't forgive you for that."
"You are still not answering my question, Toria. What are these doing on my desk?"
"These…" Toria said emphatically as she raised the all-black, leather, one-piece bodysuit. "... are for you. Then these…'' She raised mile-high black stilettos with wraparound straps. "... are to complete the statement. Then…"
"Stop," Reyona said, stopping her with a raise of her hands. "Who did you say these are for? Because I am sure they can not be for me."
Toria rolled her eyes as she turned around to hold the bodysuit to Reyona's skin, as if that would make any difference. "See, it fits your skin tone so perfectly. And that hair? I could kill you for your hair but then I love you too much. I can already see how these would look on you. You need armor? You've got one right here. With a shade to match. Get it?"
"No, I do not get it and I am sure I will never get it. Hell would ice over before I wore something like that. So, thank you for your moral support. Now you can leave."
"And miss all the fun? Pfft, no way," Toria said before she slouched into the chair facing Reyona.
Then she leaned forward just as Maxwell had done earlier and said, "So, when are we going?"
"We are not going anywhere. I will go when I am done with all my work. Not a moment sooner. And I am not wearing that thing," Reyona said for the lack of something better to name the v-necked, front-zipped, full-bodied suit.
Toria was unfazed as she said, "I love it when you dream like this. We will keep the suit for later, when you are not afraid that your asshole soon-to-be-ex-husband would see how hot you are and fall over himself."
"That is not..."
"Yes, yes. I know" Toria said with a disbelieving look on her face, "I accept whatever you say about the wear I searched high and low to get for you like the good sister that I am, but that I wouldn't come with you this time? Well, you might have to arrest me. Because that is what will stop me from going. That being said, when are we going?"
Reyona said, "When I am ready."
Toria crossed her legs unhurriedly as she said, "I have all the time in the world."
"Oh, lucky me. I feel so lucky that you want to spend all that time with me. Didn't you say something about setting up your"
"No, no, we are not talking about me and my soon-to-be career. For all you know, I might change my mind and decide to be the wife of a zillionaire. That way, I wouldn't have to lift a finger and I could party all day. That is rapture. But for now, we are talking about you and the fact that you are about to chicken out."
"Chicken out? What do you mean, chicken out?"
"You are burying your head in those files just because you are not ready to go face-off with your asshole husband. Have you even called the lawyer to know how far the process has gone?"
"He called when I was in a meeting," Reyona said tersely.
"And?" Toria prompted.
"And I was in a meeting. I have not had the time to call him back."
"Do it now," Toria said.
"No, I am not going to call him just because you say so. In case you are not aware, I am busy. Now, take your confetti elsewhere. Some of us have to work."
Toria said nothing.
She merely raised her arms in imitation of a flapping chicken.
When Reyona paid her no attention, she added a cackling tone to it.
Reyona placed her head firmly down, even though she couldn't tell anything different in the numbers dancing in front of her eyes.
Toria was not done, though.
She started making that annoying sound and flapping her arms as she walked around in Reyona's office.
Her stiletto heels make a clicking sound in tune with the cackling sound.
Reyona tossed her pen down. "Fine, fine. I will go now. Now stop that silly noise before I am tempted to throw you out of the window."
Toria froze in her tracks and grinned as she said, "Oh, thank God. I was afraid that I would fall over soon."
"It would have served you right," Reyona said as she stood up to carry her bag.
Toria raised the shopping bags and said, "Armour?"
Reyona gave her a "don't you dare" look and Toria laughed as she lugged the shopping bags with her on their way out of the office.
Even though Reyona could imagine how she would look in such a dress,.
She could feel how snug the leather would fit against her body while showing her curves to perfection.
She could imagine how well the v-neck would display her collarbone before it ended just at the top of her breast, only showing a tantalising amount of flesh.
It was a modest dress by all accounts, since the v-neck was the only part that would show any skin. It has a long sleeve and a long trouser leg too.
Yet Reyona had never worn anything so sensual and hot-looking before.
The fact that she was imagining it with a stirring urge surprised her.
So when they got to the car and Toria waved the bag in her vision to tease her, she merely looked away.
"Rey, I know you want..."
"No!" she said firmly.