Chapter 82

HUDSON'S POV

*Knock on the door* "Boss?"

My eyes whipped to the door instantly as his head popped in, "James," I said breathlessly, sitting up on my leather seat. Understanding the situation, James walked right in, shutting the door of my office quietly.

We were currently home after a long day of preparation to get Val to see me. She no longer visited the Red Bites Restaurant, at least she hadn't gone there for a week now. I had planned to ask her about that, the day we met to go over some final touches for the project but I totally forgot about it in the spur of the moment.

Mind you it wasn't my fault at all, she just looked so good that day. So good, that I could hardly focus on the words that left her lips. All I could think about was having her sit on my lap, pressing those soft round molds that was protruding behind her black body con skirt on my thighs. I wanted to sneak my fingers through the slit in front of that damned tight skirt of hers, to feel the smoothness of her thig