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"You don't have to thank me," I say, smiling widely as I reach for a piece of salami. The salty meat feels like Heaven on my tongue. I grab another folder. "Now, let's see if we can get this done tonight so I don’t have to make you wake up at four o'clock in the morning."
"Yay. How sweet are you."
"I like to think I'm pretty sweet," I say, grinning. "But maybe not as sweet as you."
"Ha ha," she says, blushing, knowing exactly what I'm talking about as I lick my lips and stare at hers.
Chapter Twenty-One
Skye
I stretch my arms and legs as my eyes flutter open, then look around the room to see if Kingston is here. The curtain has been drawn and I can see that it's definitely morning. I look over to the clock on the nightstand and gasp when I see it's nine AM.
"Oh no," I moan, as I sit up, my hair tousled. I hear footsteps and the door opens.
Kingston steps in with a cup of coffee in his hand. "Morning, sleepyhead."
"Oh my gosh. I slept so late. I'm so sorry," I mumble quickly and he shakes his head.
"Don't be. We finished all the folders last night, so you're actually on schedule."
"I know. I just..." I yawn. "Oh my gosh. I can't believe I'm yawning and I just woke up."
"It's because we didn't get that much sleep." He grins as he sits on the edge of the bed and hands me the cup. "I wish I could say we didn't get much sleep because of all the love we were making, but I am pretty satisfied with the fact that we finished all those files.
"Thank you so much for your help." I sip on the coffee gratefully. I feel his eyes on my lips and don’t miss it when they move to my chest. I'm wearing another one of his T-shirts without a bra and I can feel that my nipples are poking through the thin material.
He licks his lips and stands up. "I think I'm going to head to the shower and then we can go into work."
"Aren't you nervous that people are going to ask questions as to why we are arriving together?"
He looks at me and shakes his head. "Why would I be nervous about that? We were working late."
"I know we were working late, but what if people think we were doing something else?"
"That's not my concern." He shrugs. "We weren't."
"Yeah, but we said we were going to keep personal personal and business business and if we show up together and I am..."
He stares at me and lets out a small sigh. ”You can go home. You can put on some fresh clothes and then come to the office when you're ready." He shrugs. "Does that make you feel better?"
I stare at him for a couple of seconds and nod. "It should make you feel better too."
"I don't care what people say about me around the office," he says. "The rule is there to keep us safe, not because I’m afraid of a little gossip." He shrugs and heads out of the room. "Let me know if you want me to make you some eggs or something for breakfast."
I shake my head as I slide out of the bed. "I'm okay. Thanks."
He looks down at my long legs and then gives me an impish grin. "Okay," he says, as he stands there looking back at me.
I'm slightly disappointed that he didn't attempt to make a move, which is what I thought he'd do. I sip the coffee and walk out of the room into the kitchen area.
"You can turn on the TV if you want," he shouts from the bathroom.
"Thank you," I say as I head into the living room.
I place the coffee cup down on the coffee table and take a seat on his luxurious couch before reaching for the remote control. I power it on and settle back into the couch. It is so comfortable. When I am rich and successful and have a place that is large enough to accommodate such a large couch, I will get one just like this. However, it may be in a different color.
I switch the channels until I find reruns of Reba and grab the coffee cup again. About ten minutes later, Kingston walks out with damp hair and a wry smile on his face as he looks at the TV.
