I smiled at how willing he was to comply without even knowing what I would say.
“We can’t talk about love at the office, or hold hands, or do anything that might raise suspicion.” I looked at him directly, wanting him to understand the importance of this. “You have to treat me like any other employee. No favoritism.”
Jeremy leaned back in his chair, his eyes shining with amusement. “Alright. As long as I get to keep seeing you at the office, I’m willing to follow all your rules.”
I smiled, satisfied, and leaned a little out of my chair to reach his lips.
It was a soft kiss, a small gesture, but I felt his breath quicken slightly.
When I pulled away, I saw him looking at me in a way that made my heart skip a beat.
“I love knowing those lips are mine, and only mine,” he said, in a play
