I watch Loka sleep and I can feel the goofy smile on my face. I swear my cheeks hurt from how much I've been doing that lately. And that's not the only place that's sore. I still feel the sweet ache between my legs from last night. It was more perfect than I could have ever imagined. Loka was perfec
"That's Tia," I tell him. "She's not super friendly with new people." I look him over and he looks a mess. His hair is wild. And he's got on a T-shirt and joggers similar to the ones I'm wearing. It looks like he threw them on in a few seconds and didn't bother to think about what he was doing."Are
I drop Savannah at work and then go straight to the office. I've got suits there for emergencies and this is one of them. It takes me three hours to clean up the mess left from firing one of the firm's lawyers. But I'm actually thankful for the mess. It's kept my mind focused on something besides my
I keep glancing at the clock. Even though we are super busy, the time is somehow dragging. Normally I love doing the flowers and being here, but today I'm not feeling it. I wonder if Loka has something set up for Valentine's Day for us or if it's just a normal date. We haven't really been dating mor
As soon as the doors open, I rush from the elevator and run into someone. I stop and look up to see it's John. He grabs my shoulders, stopping me from falling on my ass, and quickly lets me go like I burned him."John?" I ask, wondering why he's here."Ma'am," is all he says. I stand there shocked f
I breathe in her scent, getting myself under control. I lost it when I saw her in the elevator with tears running down her face. Then the doors closed, blocking me from her. I punched the elevator door, leaving a fist size dent in it and making Katie and Carrie both gasp.My father looked at me in s
I let go of her wrists and pull out my cell phone. I hit Katie's number, then hit speaker."Sir." Katie answers the phone. "Did you find her?""Yes. I found her." My eyes are locked with Savannah's. "The flowers that were dropped.""I cleaned them up and the card was from Mrs. Barton. The note was,
A week later...My eyes keep going to the doorway to my office. I wonder when my girl is going to get here already. She's been in our bedroom getting ready for the last hour. She's a ball of nerves about having dinner tonight with my dad and stepmom. She wants them to like her. I had to fuck her six