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“You know what I think?” I asked.
She moaned softly. “What’s that?”
I nuzzled her cheek with my nose as her legs spread for me. I kissed her skin softly, blazing a slow trail up to her ear. I nibbled on her earlobe. She moaned for me as her hands gripped my own. And as she rolled against me, I drew in a soft breath.
“I think it’s time for dinner,” I whispered.
And I moved like lightning away from the bed before she locked those soft legs around me.
Legs I’d always be weak for. No matter the time, day, or age of my own body.
3
Rae
“You got your coffee?” Clint asked.
I snatched up my tumbler. “Got it!”
“What about your purse?”
I lifted it. “Already in hand!”
“Your coat? It’s pretty chilly out there this morning. I had to come in from the porch before I finished my coffee.”
I reached for the coat rack. “Getting it now.”
“Kissed your handsome boyfriend goodbye?”
I snickered. “Get out here before I’m late!”
I spun around and watched Clint come out of the bathroom. With a towel draped loosely around his waist, I wanted nothing more than to trace the lines disappearing behind it with my tongue. He padded with damp feet across the hardwood floors as I smiled at him. I clutched my coffee, slung my purse and my arm around his neck, and pressed my lips to his, tasting his minty breath.
“Now I have,” I murmured.
He chuckled. “All right, all right. Come on. You’re going to be late.”
He swatted my ass playfully and I squealed.
“Yeah, and I wonder why that is,” I said.
He winked. “You never did object.”
I rolled my eyes. “Love you. Gotta go!”
“Have a good day, Rae.”
I rushed down the hallway and slammed my shoulder into the door. I looked longingly at the elevator before relegating myself to the massive six-story trek. The elevator hadn’t been truly fixed in months. One of the main reasons why I couldn't wait to get out of this shitty apartment complex. I’d gotten stuck in it one too many mornings as well. I mean, the last time the elevator got trapped between two floors, I didn’t get to work until lunch time! What kind of fuckery was that?
Even though I heard it humming and people chattering about how it was finally fixed, the last thing I needed was to get stuck and have to rush past my boss’s office in the hopes that she wouldn't realize I’d been late.
Especially on such an important day.
The publishing company I’d interned at for two years during college ended up offeri
ng me a full-time position after I graduated. In two years, I’d gone from a part-time editor to their full-time head editor with a nice salary, an office with a view, and outstanding benefits. But, just like every other job, it wasn’t without its difficulties. And today was one of those.
Today I had a meeting with one of our premier authors to let him know his book was absolute shit.
