A smile curls his lips. Sweat slicks his hair back. Athletic shorts cling to his strong, muscular thighs. The vest he’s wearing is so tight, it shows off every one of his abs.
Do not think about him from your dream. Do not think about himat all.
“Feeling okay there?”
“What? Why wouldn’t I be?” My hands fly to my cheeks. Will this flush be permanent? It seems whenever I think about this man, it crops up.
“You seem…flustered.”
“I’m fine,” I snap. “Just in a hurry to get to work.”
“Sorry.” Tag steps out of the way. “Maybe I’ll see you for lunch.”
His voice echoes in my ears as I hurry to the business department. The last thing I wanted was to bump into Tag.
My face is on fire as I scurry toward my office and slam the door shut behind me.
Olivia
Something happened to me that’s never happened before
Imogen
What is it?
Sienna
Are you okay?
I had a sex dream
Sienna
You’ve never had a sex dream before?
Imogen
You’ve had sex, right :P
Sienna
We know she has
Imogen
I was joking
Imogen
We all know she climbed the vast tree that is Tag
You two are not helping
Sienna
There is nothing wrong with having a sex dream
Not when it’s about Tag!
