Chapter 72

Alex

Madi takes my breath away, in her dark grey pencil skirt, cream blouse with a bow around the neck and her hair piled high on top of her head in a 1940s style. “Wow, you look amazing, Petal. You suit your power job; I could bend you over that desk of yours and tear your panties right off.” I chuckle and move towards her, noticing the absolute shock on her voice that I happen to be standing right here in her office and not on a plane to Vegas right now. Fuck it, I wanted to see her.

“Alex,” she shrieks and throws herself into my arms. “Thank you so much for the gorgeous roses, they’re beautiful, I love them.”

“Not as beautiful as you are, Petal.” I lift her chin with my thumb and forefinger and stroke her jawline, lowering my head to allow our lips to meet. “Damn, I missed you,” I breathe into her lips. Hers are soft as silk and plump as cushions. She tastes of coffee, and do I detect mint? “You taste so good, Petal. I’ve missed these lips of yours.”

“Hush, kiss me,” she says as she