Arella

I ROLLED my eyes, ignoring the knowing grin on his face as I walked toward his car. I knew that smug look when he saw the post-orgasmic bliss all over my face from the climax he gave me not so long ago.

His approaching footsteps and then a hand on my waist made me suck in a breath as his warm grip coursed through me. He kissed the top of my head, then finally opened the passenger door. “Why are you so in a hurry?” There was a tiny bit of sadness in his voice.

“I told you that I have a video call with my friend in Seattle...