“Good.” He sets two Styrofoam cups on the desk and pops the top off the bottle of champagne.
“I was planning to drink this when we complete the upgrades on our servers, but this is much better,” he says, waggling his eyebrows at me.
“Much better,” I agree.
As soon as the drinks are poured, I reach for mine, then gasp with excitement.
“Does that diploma say Georgetown?”
Tom looks at the wall, and I drop the pill into his cup in the moment he’s distracted.
“Yep.” He clears his throat nervously. “I, uh…went to college young. You know, because I’m considered a genius.”
“That’s very sexy.”
I pick up my cup and pretend to take a sip of the bubbling drink.
“Oh, wait,” I say suddenly. “Let’s toast first.” I hold my cup in the air. “To new adventures.”
“Cheers to that,” Tom says, putting the cup to his lips.
God, I hope he’s taking a big drink. The drug expert at the Greenlight office told me it won’t take much of whatever that drug is to do the trick, but that’s only if he actually ingests it.
“Mmm, so good,” I say. “Don’t you like it?”
He tilts the cup up for another sip. “Uh-huh.”
“There’s something so hot about the taste of alcohol on a man’s mouth.”
At that, he tips back a big swallow. Then he sets down the cup and steps closer to me.
“Come have a taste, Sally.”
“Oh, I will.” I run a fingertip down his chest. “But first, can I see you at work?”
He crinkles his forehead in confusion. “That’s where we are.”
“I mean…at your computer. You know, doing something technical and dangerous.”
“I’m not working on anything like that right now.”
“Oh.” I slump my shoulders and look disappointed. “It’s okay. I just know that would have made me really wet.”
“Wet?” Tom’s eyes bulge. “I mean, I can find something. I’ll just…find something on here.”
He sits down and signs on, submitting to another retinal scan. I breathe a mental sigh of relief.
“That champagne must be really strong,” he murmurs. “Are you feeling dizzy?”
“I thought that was just from being so close to you.”
I hike up my skirt and slide onto his lap, straddling him. I have to work fast now.
“Oh, Tom. I want you so bad.”
He groans and nods. “Me too, Sally.”
I unbutton my cardigan and pull down my cami, letting my breasts pop out the top of it.
