I might not have the most exciting life, but thank goodness I avoid trouble. That’s what really matters.
Until I get back from a completely routine coffee break and see the boss’s new client perched on the edge of my neatly ordered desk.
Maybe it’s his Southern drawl. I am such a sucker for a Southern accent. It could also be his honey blonde hair, his sherry eyes, the command in his posture, or the way the man fills out a suit…
In any case, I already wish I’d never laid eyes on Gregory Lucas, because he can only mean one thing for me.
Short story. Cliffhanger ending. Part 1 of 3. (Very) Adult content