Knox

Immediately, Emma straightens up and steps away from the table.

Quickly, I adjust my chair, clearing my throat. A tight frown crosses my face.

“Seems you're busy, sir,” Mr. Davis says as he takes a step back. “I can return when you're less busy.”

Emma quickly grabs her laptop from the table. “Mr. Williams, that will be all for now.”

I watch Emma walk away from the table

As she heads for the door, My breath catches in my throat as I struggle not to sneak a peek on her round ass.

Instead, I fix a hard glare at Mr. Davis who has an unreadable expression on his face....