117.

David's POV.

Mr. Cook's legs thump on the floor as he approaches me and I widen my eyes in surprise and confusion.

Oh fuck, two more steps closer and he'll see Vera's head. Not just that but also our intimate position, because Vera's literally holding my cock in her hands, staring wide-eyed at me.

"Mr. Cook," I call abruptly and he pauses, staring at me in honest curiosity. "I'm sorry. Could you sit on the third seat? I reserved these two, my assistant and secretary. I'm expecting them to join the meeting."

This has never happened before. In fact, my secretary hadn't been to our board meeting before, except...