When in Rome...

[Spanky1372]

'Perk of the job' I tell you.
'I'm one floor down' The principal needs us to watch his daughter so we can't be anywhere else'
A waiter brings the menu's over.
'Pick whatever you want it's all on expenses.'
I watch you as you take in your surroundings.

 

[blondesque]

I feel myself ease up as you relax in your chair and smile at me. When the waiter returns I order 'cafe freddo' and water. It was hot and even in the shade of the terrace I felt a little bead of sweat roll down my back. 'So how did you get into private security?'

 

[Spanky1372]

'A mispent youth in the Armed Forces brought me to this line of work five years ago, a friend invited me to join a team and after two years of that I went freelance; not looked back since.'
'How about you? How did you get to be in Rome today?'
I take a sip of my freddo, the cool of the glass felt soothing in my hand.
'Aren't you taking a big risk just walking off with me and leaving your friends?'

 

[blondesque]

'Should I be worried?' I raise an eyebrow and set my coffee down with a sideways smile.
'I'm here just enjoying some time off work and traveling. My friends are touring all day and I was getting tired of listening to that tour guide.'

 

[Spanky1372]

'Worried?' I laugh 'No not at all, I'm enjoying myself, it's not often you get a bit of time to yourself and not have to talk about the next route or the next task.'
I sit back in my seat, coffee in hand.
'Besides I'm enjoying the view' I grin back at you.