CHAPTER 28: THE SPY

The text staring in front of Jackson's eyes felt so unreal. He pushed Cynthia aside gently, pulling his trousers up.

Cynthia had questioning looks in her eyes, she stared at the man who just stopped in the middle of pleasure.

"What's going on," she asked after he wouldn't say a word to her.

"Something big, something huge," he lifted her from the floor, gently. "Come by the house later, we will finish what we started."

He kissed her aggressively, pouring his lust into the kiss. He knew if they continued, they would make out right there in the office.

He stopped it before it could go any further.

"Can't I at least know what's going on?" Cynthia asked.

"It's a men's thing, you don't have to worry about it."

Cynthia's determination to figure out what was going on heightened. Asking again will have Jackson get pissed at her and find a way to block whatever loophole that might be open.

"Sure, no problem. I'll come by at 5pm, you should be home by then. Right?"

"I'll be home, just drop by."