Coordinates

The sound of high heels violently hitting the floor echoed through the corridor. Everyone knew what it meant, the boss was walking down it and she was mad at someone. People ducked for cover as she passed by the door of their offices, letting out a sigh of relieve when she didn't enter. She had an objective and nothing would stop her. The IT department office was almost at the end of the corridor, and they listened with dread how the footfalls got closer every second. The young technicians stood frozen in their places, paralyzed from sheer terror. 

The footfalls stopped in front of the IT office. No one dared to look at her, fixing their stares on the cursors blinking on their screens. She entered the office, acknowledging no one, straight to her victim. 

-Mathews.- her voice was commanding, the young man turned around to face his boss.-I need you to check this out. 

She handed him a small piece of paper, folded in two. As she did, she turned around and left the room. None of Mathews' colleagues dared to ask him anything. He opened the paper, there were some coordinates and a time. He knew what it meant and what he had to do. Folding the paper again he put it in his wallet. 

At the convenient time, he was at the coordinates she had given him. It was an abandoned hospital. Its iron fences and gates were rusty, and the yard in front of it had grown into an impenetrable jungle. He tried the door and it opened easily. He crossed the yard following the broken twigs that had left the person who had passed earlier. The place sent chills down Mathews' spine, yet he had to get in. He opened the door and the smell of old hospital greeted him. The place was desolated, and there were things scattered all over, as if the former occupants had left in a rush. 

He took a moment for his eyes to accommodate to the darkness reigning inside the place. He looked around trying to find a sign of the direction he needed to take next. Soon he saw a set of footprints leading to the upper floor. He climbed the wide staircase to the first floor, and saw a soft golden light pouring from one of the rooms. It was time. 

She had her back at the door when he entered the room, but turned around fast when she heard him. The next second she was clinging to him, kissing him hungrily. Without a word, they fell on the dusty floor, tearing their clothes apart, making love in a wild manner. 

-Everyone was so scared of you this morning.

He was propped on one elbow looking at her lying on the floor. She looked so diferent, her copper hair tangled instead of cleanly pulled up on a ponytail, her voluptuous body free of the constraints of office wear. Even her blue eyes were different, as they were soft instead of impassible. He caressed her stomach with his free hand, his dark skin against her pale one. 

-I know.- she smiled, reaching for him to kiss her. She never had enough of him. 

-Delilah.- he muttered when she pulled away.

-Yes?- her voice a reminder that she was the one who was in command. 

-I've been thinking,... I'm tired of meeting you like this. We've been in abandoned warehouses, abandoned churches, abandoned cemeteries. Why can't we be like a normal couple? Why can't we go for dinner and then go to your house, or my house, or any place with an actual bed? I'm not saying that sneaking into places is not a turn-on, but I'd like to have something normal for a change. It's also very hard to see you everyday and pretend we don't know each other as we do. 

She rose and sat cross legged in front of him. That disturbed him a bit for a second, reminding him of the inherent sexual energy she had. 

-Ben, you knew this would be like this, we agreed this would be like this when we started it and when I hired you. You knew that this arrangement was comfortable for me, that I don't really have time for romance, and that I can't stand having anyone over at my place, not even you, as much as I like you. This is not a romantic relationship, not the usual type, at least. We give each other something that we need, and that's it. If you need to take a girl out for dinner to feel fulfilled, go ahead, but it won't be me. As far as you still give me what I need, I won't complain. For this same reason we need to keep distance at work, it wouldn't be fair for your colleagues to know that you were hired, in part, because you're fucking the boss, would it? 

-But,...- his black eyes meet her blue ones.- I love you. 

She shook her head and smiled. 

-I don't. 

She stood up and put her clothes back on. 

-I'll contact you for the next time.- she said as she left, leaving him alone and naked in the softly lit room.