He Deserves More

Clara's POV

The following day, I open my eyes slowly just to be blinded by the sun rays.

Groaning, I climbed down from the bed to close the window blind. Returning back to the bed, I sit on top; admiring Donald's sleeping face until my phone rings, interrupting the moment.

I moved out of the bedroom to answer it; it was Jessincth. "Yes, Jessincth?"

"I don't mean to disturb you ma'am but there is a Mr. Camille here to see you"

I stilled. What was Camille doing at my office?. I know we were supposed to meet today but he didn't text me the time and place. "Thank you for informing me, I'll be there soon"

"Okay, ma'am"

Camille, what on earth are you thinking? In haste, I sprint back into my room to see Donald wide awake.

"Where were you?"

"I had a phone call"

He taps the bed. "Well, if you're done, come back to bed"

I let out a soft laugh, approaching him to place a light kiss on his lips.

"As much as that offer sounds tempting, I have to get to work. The phone call earlier was because