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“It’s for all the knots in your neck when you’re tense,” I explained, trying to keep a straight face.
“When I’m tense, I just walk next door to your office. There are other things I can do to relieve stress,” he said, his voice low and suggestive.
I felt heat creep up from my neck as I remembered what we did in my office during lunch a week ago. Oliver had come in after a particularly difficult negotiation for a piece of property, ranting about what a bastard the former owner was. I had ended up riding him until the tension melted away and his bark simmered to a whisper.
“Don’t remind me,” I said, feeling the blush spread across my cheeks.
“Oh, I won’t let you forget,” he teased, pulling me close for a kiss. His lips were warm and insistent, and I melted into his embrace.
“There are rules,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
“My company, my rules,” he said smugly.
I leaned back, crossing my arms. “I knew you would say that. It still doesn’t make it ethical just because it’s your company.”
“I’m not screwing just anyone. I’m making love to my fiancée.”
I smirked. “Doesn’t make it right. I’m sure human resources would agree.”
“Will you tell them?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Why would I do that? I’d have to admit to my bad behavior.”
“That means you condone that type of behavior,” he said, moving closer, feeling the heat rise between us.
“As long as the behavior is aimed toward me by only you.”
“I hope so, or else I’ll fire the offender’s ass.”
“Hypocrite,” I mumbled, the word slipping out before I could stop it.
Oliver chuckled. “Thank you.”
I rolled my eyes. “Open more of your gifts.”
By the time we opened half our gifts, I was ready for bed, exhaustion pulling at my limbs. I knew I’d sleep tonight. Oliver would just have to behave. I placed a few towels in the large carrier and gently put Trouble inside, bringing him into the bedroom.
I wanted him to be close. After changing and brushing my teeth, I settled into bed. Oliver left the Christmas lights on outside on the patio, their soft glow casting a warm ambiance. I loved watching them while we lay together. He took me in his arms and kissed the top of my head, and I stroked his bare chest.
“Thank you for a lovely evening,” he said, his voice a soothing rumble.
“Ditto. I still can’t believe you got me a puppy.”
“Hopefully he won’t make noise during the night.”
We weren’t so lucky. A couple of hours later, Trouble was whining and crying in the carrier. I shook the grogginess from my head, slipped out of bed, and opened the carrier.
“Is he okay?” Oliver asked, his voice thick with sleep.
“Yes. He’s probably just lonely. Blackie was the same way.” I cradled the puppy in my arms, his tiny body warm and soft against me. He fell back to sleep, and I carefully placed him back into the carrier. He gave us another couple of hours before he stirred again. This time, I felt one of the towels in his crate was wet. He must have had to pee. I changed it and slipped him back inside, where he quickly fell back to sleep.
Returning to bed, I felt Oliver’s arms wrap around me again, pulling me close. “You’re amazing, you know that?” he murmured into my hair.
I smiled, snuggling into his warmth. “I try.”
“Goodnight, Ryleigh.”
“Goodnight, Oliver.”
