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Sweet Gavriel
Camille's POV
I managed to yank down my skirt and get off the desk while Gavriel helped button my shirt and straighten whatever looked off about me.
We couldn't do anything about my greedy nipples poking through the shirt, so I turned my back to the elevator.
When the elevator pinged open, I grabbed a document as if I were reading what was on it while Gavriel stared in amusement.
Of course, he was amused. We almost got caught, and he thought, "What I was doing was funny?”
"Sir?"
It was the head of the marketing team. I glared at the older man over my shoulder, annoyed that he had interrupted something I had been aching for since I woke up.
"We're expecting your arrival,"
Of course, they were. We couldn't even get five minutes of peace, could we?
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