Mauve tilted her head, an amused smile playing at the edges of her crimson lips. “Kenneth, you're still so tense. I can feel it. Lucky for you, I know exactly what will make you feel better.”

Kenneth’s eyes darkened as he turned to her. There was no mistaking the suggestiveness in her tone. Mauve winked at him and walked back to the desk. He knew her very well to know that her hip swaying was an invitation.

His heart started to beat faster, and he glanced around his office, suddenly aware of how exposed they were. His secretary could walk in at any moment, or anyone else who might have...