“Beth, you’re a star, thank you,” I say, before I sink my teeth into it.
She doesn’t reply but opens her own paper bag and we sit and eat in comfortable silence.
I hear my cell ding from my desk drawer and pull it out to check the message. There are three messages, two from Denham, the other from Lottie, reminding me to sort out dresses with Beth.
I open Denham’s message and can’t help but smile. I’ve thought about him pretty much every second that I wasn’t occupied, and it makes me really happy to know that he thinks about me when I’m not there too. Of course, I already knew that he thinks about me but, hey, I’m a girl and it’s nice to have the reassurance.
Denham – Stunner. I miss you. How’s your day? Xoxox
And another …
Denham – I guess you’re busy…I still miss you xoxox
So I message him back.
Me – It’s crazy! So damn busy, I miss you too x
The icon on my iPhone indicates he’s replying instantly and I smile.
Denham – Just one kiss? You can’t miss me all that much ?
Me – Sorry xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox better?
Denham – Much better, will you kiss me that many times for real, later?
Me – Yes, and more ;)
Denham – Promise? Remember, it’s just you and me tonight. I want you all to myself. In fact, I have something for you xoxox
Me- oooh, what is it? And yes, I promise! Xxxx
Denham – you’ll have to wait and see…
Me – Give me a clue…Pleeeeeeease!
Denham – It involves you, and me, naked, hot, sweaty…fuck, now I’m hard.
Fuck, now I’m turned on. And I’ve just remembered I’m in the office with Beth, and I can feel the inferno of a blush sweeping across my skin.
Me – Don’t do that to me when I’m at work!
Denham – Are you alone?
Me – No! Beth is sitting at her desk right across from me.
Denham – Are you blushing? I love it when you blush. It creeps across your chest and up your neck.
Me – Yes, I’m blushing.
Denham – Fuck, I bet you’re breaths are coming a little faster too. The way they do when you feel my breath tickle your ear, right before I suck thelobe between my teeth…and right about now, you’ll want to let your head drop back a little and let out a little whimper that you know drives me crazy…Ari…
Shit, I can’t believe he’s doing this. He’s driving me crazy with his words. I can feel him, and yes, I do want to close my eyes and let my head fall back while he does all of those things to me.
Me – You’re making me crazy.
Denham – Go to the rest room.
He’s telling me, not asking me, and I can almost hear his gentle but firm voice. It’s the voice that makes me feel empowered. Like I can do anything. Especially when he has me wound tightly like this.
