“You’ll be here if I want you here,” I said, dragging my gaze across the open neck of her silk blouse.
She pulled an imaginary hair and tucked it behind her ear. “I want to be professional, Barrett. It’s my first job, and I don’t want anyone here thinking, you know...”
Standing up from my desk, I walked toward her and kissed her chastely on the mouth. “Tell me again why we have to keep our relationship a secret?” I asked, already drunk on her lips.
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