“What’s the catch?” I ask.
“Huh… I don’t know about any catch.” He sounds surprised.
“Very funny. Your very organized and detailed boss wants to share his schedule with me.”
“Yes, he was very adamant on me getting it done right away.”
“Why don’t I call you back in a sec?” I quickly hung up before he can say more.
Getting off the sofa, I go straight to Daniel’s room. He’s in the shower and I go in. My breath catches for a moment, watching him wash, with water glistening down his toned body. He’s certainly a delightful eye candy.
Focus, Anu. You came here to fight, my good angel says.
F.. that, we can have a panty dropping moment and still fight, though we have granny panty on. Can’t you see what she’s working with here?My bad angel is quick to reply.PS she’s always horny. Hence the Xbox fiasco.Yeah, girl.
“Hey,” he says to me.
“Your PA just called me,” I say, folding my arms, watching him rinse off and wanting to be the water flowing down his body.
“Good, I told him to call you.”
“That I know. My question iswhy?” I raise my voice to fight my inner turmoil. We are on battle ground, not horny ground.
He turns the shower off, opens the slide and grabs a towel, wrapping it around his well-toned waist.
“Why is your PA asking to sync me into your calendar?”
He looks at me, bewildered.
“You said I don’t share my travel plans with you, and I want to rectify that immediately.”
“How about we rectify it when I return from my trip?” I retort with some head shake.
“No, we do it now!” he snaps, making my head spin and my brows raise at him. “I’m sorry,” he says with a sigh. “I don’t like the idea of you traveling for a week to Canada where your ex will be. Especially when I know he still wants to get you back.”
“In other words, you don’t trust me,” I vehemently state.
“I do trust you. I just have this nagging feeling that he’s going to try something crazy with you and I won’t be there. The only thing I can console myself with is knowing where you will be and trusting it’s safe.”
“That’s not fair. You travel all the time, and I don’t ask questions. You are now making a big deal of my trip,” I yell at him.
“I’m sorry, Princess. I know it sounds hypocritical, but I can’t let you go without having your itinerary, especially when you don’t want me to come.”
“You know what? Fine!” I shout in his face. “I will give you the entire detail, and I’m still going to have fun with my friends.”
I walk out of the bathroom. He is right on my ass, pulling me into a hug. His wet firm body is wrapped around mine and, before I know it, his mouth is on me, kissing me with a fervor of a starved man.
Fuck, I’m getting wet. As always, my bad angel is twerking.
Within seconds of taking over my mouth, I feel his erection pushing at my belly. He breaks from the kiss and rips his shirt open, exposing my breast.
“Now you are ruining my PJs,” I snicker.
“I’ll buy you a roomful,” he says, taking my hardened nipple in his mouth.
I reach down to release the towel, which falls to the floor. My hand goes to his dick, pulling and stroking. He breaks from the kiss.
“On your knees, Princess,” he commands.
