en-plan desks were empty, bathed in the orange glow of the streetlights
vy glass door open and walked right i
at a complex spreadsheet on his monitor. He dropped his
mug down right next to his keyboard. She leaned forward. The top t
h exaggerated admiration. "I was looking at the backend
word. He simply grabbed the armrests of his chair and rolled
d her eyes. She placed both hands flat on his desk a
on Fletcher's desk
aceTime request. The c
ith instant jealousy. She didn't step back. She staye
one. He didn't hesitate.
k green silk pajama top. Her blonde hair was loose against the pillo
cked to the backgr
d. Her features h
d blouse. She saw how close the gir
frame. She waved her
hirped. Her voice wa
r piercing blue eyes locked directly
lodie asked. Her
xpression flickered across his face for a fraction of a second. Before anyone could decipher the inten
aid flatly. He didn't look at Dani.
, angry red. She spun around and marched out of the
n bed. The silk
ressed like that at nine in the night?" E
te," Fletcher replied. His
ustion washed over her. She couldn't fight
etcher," she whispere
fice lights and walked down the rusty stairs. He stepped out into the coo
Aston Martin sports ca
door, a shadow darted f
eather seat. She was wearing a long trench coat over her s
gh the windshield. He quickly got into
here?" he demanded. His brow
ion, she climbed over the center console. She straddled his lap, h
ey, hidden behind a dumpster, Dani
. She leaned down and kissed him. It wasn't romantic. It was t
is palms touched her waist, his fingers dug into the fabric of her coat.
eat radiating from their bodies quickly fogged up the windows
Her chest heaved. She dug her fingernails into the palms of
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