Page 28 of Under Her

“Coffee all the way. I don’t drink tea. I just had Chrissy make it, as I wasn’t sure what you liked.”

“I’m like you, a coffee drinker. My body goes into shock if I go at least an hour without my fix.”

“Noted.”

I watch as she pours creamer into her cup.

“You take creamer?” she asks, holding it up.

“Please.”

She pours creamer into my cup and then hands it over.

“Thanks. You get first dibs on the pastries, seeing as though you made coffee.”

Looking over the plate with them, she bites her lip, and my dick twitches in my pants.

“Their éclairs are amazing,” I tell her.

Her eyes meet mine. “And you wouldn’t mind if I had it? There’s only one.”

I pick it up, put it on a napkin, and hand it over.

The smile she gives me is dazzling. It warms my insides.

She takes a bite. Her eyes close as she makes a sound of appreciation that has my dick instantly hard.

“That is so good,” she murmurs, eyes opening as she chews.

I blink back at her. My mouth is suddenly dry. I grab my coffee and take a sip.

“Told you they were good,” I finally get out.

“Don’t tell me where Chrissy got them from; otherwise, I won’t be able to stop myself from going and getting more.”

I chuckle.

“Seriously, I’m going to have to do an extra ten minutes on the treadmill tomorrow to burn this off.”

“You work out?” I pick up a raspberry macaron and take a bite.

I look at her, and she’s staring back at me with a look in her eyes that I can’t quite decipher. She nods and puts the éclair down on the napkin. Then, she gets another and wipes her hands on it.

“Do you use the office gym?”

“No.” She curls her hand around her coffee cup and lifts it to her lips.

I watch her, confused. She was fine a second ago, but now, she’s gone quiet. I don’t know why. What I do know is that I don’t like it.

“You should use the office gym. It’s free to employees.”

“I’ll bear that in mind.” Her eyes go down to the table, looking at the iPad she brought with her. She picks it up. “I don’t want to take up too much of your time, so I’ll get to the reason I’m here.”

“Morgan,” I say.

She lifts her eyes to me.

“Did I say something to upset you?”