Olivia:
"Morning girlfriend," Ethan said, appearing at my door with two coffee mugs and that grin that made my heart do stupid things.
I grabbed one and kissed him. "Morning boyfriend. What is the occasion?"
"Driving you to work. I have a client meeting downtown anyway."
Twenty minutes later, we were stuck in traffic and Ethan's hand was on my thigh, his thumb tracing circles that made it hard to focus on anything else.
"You're distracting me," I said.
"From what? Staring at brake lights?" He squeezed gently. "Besides, you look way too professional today. Someone needs to mess you up a little."
"Babe, are you trying to make me late for work?"
"Maybe." He leaned over and kissed my neck right below my ear. "Is it working?"
Heat flooded through me. "Yes."
He pulled back, smirking. "
