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The doors to Waverly’s conference room opened with a quiet ‘whoosh’ and in strolled Napoleon Solo, flanked by his Russian partner.


“Gentlemen, thank you for being prompt.” The Old Man’s attention returned to the auburn-haired woman seated across from him.


“Miss Dancer, I’ll expect your report upon arrival in London. Now Dismissed.”


April dressed in a tight-fitting yellow mini-dress and matching boots stood. Slowly walking to the door, she flashed a coy smile.


The effects of her swaying hips were hypnotic as three necks craned to watch her.



“Brrrhummhumm, yes quite,” Waverly coughed, hoping the others hadn’t noticed his gawking.

Date: 2014-10-08 03:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carabele.livejournal.com
lol! Oh my, Mr. Waverly, bit of naughtiness still very much alive in you, heh?

Charming!
Edited Date: 2014-10-08 03:05 pm (UTC)

Date: 2014-10-08 05:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] laurose8.livejournal.com
I never thought of that. But, yes, after all, he's married, isn't he?

I'm sure the others did notice, but considered it inevitable.

Date: 2014-10-08 08:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jkkitty.livejournal.com
Hey he's old not dead!

Date: 2014-10-09 01:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lindafishes8.livejournal.com
Ha ha! Boys will be boys.

Date: 2014-10-09 01:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lacik9.livejournal.com
She must have been chuckling about boys being boys while taking that slow walk.

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