“Mmm, and to think, I used to worry about you getting distracted at home.”
“I’m not distracted. One of the benefits of working from home: no one’s here to tell me I’m not supposed to be having this much fun during office hours. Indian porn “Pool table, huh? Nick chuckles softly beneath the table, his lips brushing my skin one last time before he sits back, utterly pleased with himself. The more I try to stay professional, the harder it becomes. But let’s be real. You’ve got a way with words.”
Before I could fire back, his hands found my waist, pulling me out of the chair and into his arms. “That ‘I’ve just written something incredibly filthy and I’m still half-living in it’ look.”
I shrug, twirling a loose strand of hair around my finger. Nick cleared his throat, but the grin stretched across his face betrayed him. His lips brushed the side of my neck as he whispered, “Think you could give me a live reading of the next chapter?”
I giggled, feeling a shiver of excitement race down my spine.
