Seeing as she'd met his son, stayed at his flat, had sex with,
and used his skills to stop her deportation from the country, Sarah was pretty sure she could call Brier her boyfriend.
Pretty sure. She'd only had a boyfriend one time before, and that was in 10th grade and had ended up
horribly after their braces had gotten locked together and---yeah, that had been bad. And it wasn't as if she hadn't dated boys since then, or here, in England. She'd definitely gone on a few dates! She'd definitely had some romps here and there...wow, she was starting to sound like something of a slut---
Sarah shook her head to get rid of the thoughts as the lift opened to the floor. She stepped out, hoping the cooling charms she'd put on the bags lasted as she made her way toward Brier's offices.
Anyway! Her whole mental rambling was brought on by the couple snogging in the corner of the lift the entire five minute ride (five minutes because people kept getting on and off, on and off).
She wanted a boyfriend to annoy people by being ridiculously obnoxious with their PDA! Would Brier want to snog in public places? Would he actually want a title? He
was very mature for his age.
She waved hello to Phoebe (she was such a cute pregnant lady!) and she nodded quickly at Bess (she was a scary pregnant lady) and darted toward Brier's door, knowing he was usually heading to lunch at this time. Sarah grinned widely when his door open and she put out her hand to halt him in his place, "No cafeteria junk for you today, sir!"