“Now it's just the two of us.”

Clarissa smiled seductively and plopped down on the soft sofa in the library, then crossed her legs defiantly.

“Sit down, Aaron, it's strange that we're talking so far apart,” she invited him who had been standing while leaning on his desk at the end of the room.

Aaron's face was cold, not responding to Clarissa's invitation. “Why are you here, Clare, what's your goal?”

“Can I not? I miss you, Aaron, miss our times together.”

“I'm married and now on my honeymoon. I think that's clear enough for you.”

“Whether you're married or not doesn't really matter to me. I'm still willing to...