Capturing Them

Chapter Twenty Three

I feel it. The moment he decides to close the distance between my lips and his. The door banging open though, has us jerking apart. Dr Green raises a finger to his lips, telling me to be quiet, as someone starts humming. I frown at him, and he mouths, "Gabriel" at me.

The door shutting to the stall next to ours sounds a second later. A bag slides under the dividing wall, and Dr Green immediately starts rummaging through it.

The door banging open again causes me to flinch as I hear shuffling next door. Dr Green signs to me and I watch his hands. "We have to change. Put your camera in the bag too. Gabriel will look after it."

I nod my head and watch in amazement as Sean peels off the black zip up hoodie he's wearing, replacing it with a grey hoodie without a zip. He gives me a pile of clothes and I stand up, peeling off my own jacket. He stands, kicks off his shoes, and reaches for the button on his jeans and I blush, looking away.

I keep my movements slow, keeping the noise level to a minimum. Seeing the pink tracksuit bottoms, I look down at my jeans. I hope and pray that Dr Green gives me some privacy. Turning my back, I slip off my Nike sneakers and unbutton my jeans, slowly sliding them down my legs. I can't help but check what underwear I'm wearing; purple lace booty ones.

A very quiet groan has me moving faster, as I pull on the tracksuit bottoms, pulling my t-shirt straight off once the waistband is in place. I reach for the white tank top, pulling it on and over my white lace bra as I slip my feet back into my sneakers. Lastly, I put on the matching pink hoodie, zipping it up.

I crouch down and start putting everything back in the bag. Suddenly, Gabriel's voice comes from next door. "Hey, dude." he says. I frown, looking up at Dr Green who has changed into a pair of black tracksuit bottoms. He lifts his phone to his ear, silently telling me that he's on the phone. "Fuck, no," Gabriel laughs. "Just in the bathroom taking a shit. I'll be there soon, alright asshole?"

I cringe, hoping he isn't doing what he said he was. I place my camera in the bag, and I realize how easy it was to put it in there, knowing it's not going to be in my safe hands, but someone else's, someone I trust.

The taps turn on and I remember that someone else is in here with us. I hurry with what I'm doing.

Dr Green crouches down and opens another compartment in the bag. He removes a baseball cap, quickly slipping it onto his head before handing me a hair tie and a pair of glasses that look so much like the ones I left on my dresser at home. I quickly throw my hair into a top knot before slipping the glasses on.

I look up and give Dr Green a smile. He nods and shoves the bag back under to Gabriel. Dr Green pulls me to standing and the pushes me back into the door, causing it to rattle. His head lowers, his lips moving against my ear as he whispers, "Don't be offended about what I'm going to do next. It would be the only reason a girl would be in the guy's bathroom."

He pulls back and I frown, not understanding what he means. His hands find my thighs and he lifts me. A squeak of surprise leaves me, and I cover my mouth with my hand as the tap is suddenly turned off. My legs wrap around Dr Green's waist and I blush as I realise how close we are.

He presses me back into the door before putting the palms of his hands against the door, on either side of my face. My legs tighten around him and my eyes widen when something hard presses against that private place in-between my legs. It causes the most unfamiliar, yet wonderful sensation to run through me, and I close my eyes.

I'm not a prude. I know about sex, how it works and everything else. It's just never been something I've thought about before. I take a deep breath, just as Dr Green lets out a loud groan. I just don't know if it's fake or real, especially when I press myself closer to him, sparks shoot straight to my lower stomach.

A banging sound from where Gabriel is causes me to jump. "Oy, you dirty fuckers," he shouts. "Now you decide to be loud, after all this fucking time?"

Dr Green smirks at my wide eyes. His hands tap my legs and I release him, dropping my feet to the ground. "Sorry, mate," Dr Green says, making his voice a little deeper.

The chain flushes and Gabriel opens his door. "Did you hear them? Fucking dirty, and in a bathroom too."

Dr Green lowers the baseball cap on his head, takes my hand, and opens the door, leading the way out. He pretends to adjust his manhood in his trousers so I quickly start messing with my hair, playing along.

I keep my head down, but I can't help but peek at Gabriel. He's wearing his usual ripped light blue jeans but with a neon orange v-neck. Sunglasses rest on his head, and the backpack is firmly in place on his shoulder.

His eyes meet mine through the reflection of the mirror briefly. He doesn't smile, or wink, something I'm not used to but the spark of amusement in his eye makes me want to smile. He's amused by this acting thing that's going on.

"Let's go, babe." Dr Green says, leading me to the door. My eyes find a man leaning against the sinks with his phone out, but I can tell his eyes are focused on Gabriel. He's not either of the two I saw before, but someone else.

Dr Green pulls the door open, and I match his long strides as we head for the parking lot. His phone rings and he answers it. "Yeah? Good. On way out now." He hangs up. "We're good. Let's get you out of here."

"And then you'll tell me what's going on?" I whisper.

He looks down at me, the lip of the baseball cap shadowing his eyes. "It's not just me that can decide that."