Adamanthe and Noah were my overseers on the new project. E.V.E. Short for Evolutionary Venture and Expedition.
It was interesting that Adamanthe was so thoughtful and kind behind closed doors. At work, he was straight to business. He acted as though he was disinterested in my opinion on our project.
When we were alone, I thanked him for the meal. He shook his head at me to silence my gratitude. Walking out of the room, I continued my work cataloging animal and plant DNA. He did not return for some time.
Tomorrow is my day of birth. I become eligible for marriage. Inwardly I groan at the thought. When you are marrying age, you have to participate in meet and greets on your free days. Basically until you find a suitable match. Mom and dad went months before they met each other. While my grandparents met at their first meet and greet.
One thing I do not agree with in our government, is the need to control our lives. It feels like we are living a prescribed checklist. When this realization first dawned on me, I decided to work hard and advance my status through knowledge.
Suddenly I'm jolted away from my thoughts. Adamanthe grabs my hand and pulls me into the decontamination containment area.
"Why?" I ask once the doors shut.
"No audio is recorded in here. It is sound proof." He smiles. "You are welcome for dinner. I hope it was to your liking."
"Very much so." I can feel my cheeks heating up. "I am confused by your behavior toward me."
He chuckled. "You are a Major. I am an Elite. Not to mention, I am your boss."
I nod in agreement, all factual statements.
"I find myself thinking of you." He moves closer, I step back. "Some days your eyes are like the sea. Other days like soil."
My dark red hair falls over my face. He reaches up and places a strand of hair behind my ear. The gesture is intimate and I feel uncomfortable.
"Elitist, I -"
"Adam." He whispers, our faces close enough that I could feel his warm breath.
The door of the lab opened. I could see and hear it through the glass area we stood. To thwart any unwanted scandal, I hit the red activate button. Adam took a large step back in understanding. We were then doused in chemicals, water, then dried. My face left without make-up and my hair dried wavy I turn away from him. Adam, looked as though nothing happened.
Before we exited, he said, "To be continued."
My heart beat a little faster at his statement. Spe was the one who entered the lab.
"What happened?" He asked.
"Improper use of equipment." Adam speaks up quickly.
"Not by Major Calypso? She has never had an incident in her whole time here." Spe's eyebrows were raised at Adam.
"No, the fault was all mine."
I was surprised he took the blame for something that did not even occur.
"Ah, well, I just came to ask your advice Elitist. Can you sit down for a while and go over the data? It is from our plan of attack."
"Of course."
They go to exit the lab, before leaving both turn back to look at me. A similar expression clouding each of their face. Was there something on my face?