AUTHORS POV

“Knock, knock.”

Pedro’s voice echoed in the stillness. Tessa didn’t answer, not immediately.

She stared at her computer screen, half-pretending to finish up a report that had long since ceased to be her focus.

She wondered why he hadn’t left yet.

Was he going to just stand there?

Was he expecting her to acknowledge him first?

She wasn’t sure what it was that kept her there in her chair—but she was certain she did not feeling like going back home, she probably would have gone to Jamie’s but he told her he had a guest coming over to fuck him, Jamie was raw like that.

The door swung...