JAKE'S POV

As we pulled apart, the air between us was thick with tension, the kind that makes your skin prickle and your heart race.

Her lips were still slightly parted, her breath uneven, as if she hadn’t fully processed what had just happened. Neither had I.

My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts.

I hadn't thought of the aftermath, I just wanted her and I didn't overthink it.

She was my secretary yet she had this hold on me.

Claire cleared her throat, her eyes still darting between us, with the phone in her hands. She didn’t say anything, but her raised eyebrow spoke volumes.

I cleared my throat,...