Of course I felt something for him.
How could I not feel something for him?
I groaned, sinking back into my chair. We needed to head to the club to get going on the day’s to-do list, but I could tell work was the furthest thing from Luke’s mind. To be fair, it wasn’t particularly high up my priority list either.
The delicious man in front of me, however, that was a different story entirely.
Before I even knew what was happening, he ended up on his knees in front of me, hands still cupping my face. He leaned in, lips brushing against mine in the chastest of kisses.
I don’t do chaste.
I wove my fingers into his hair, pulling him in for a deeper, harder kiss. He groaned against me, his hands sliding down my sides, fingers digging into my hips.
Breaking the kiss, I stood, taking his ha
