[Nadia’s POV]
We lay there, soaking in the moment. Derek did not shift from almost atop me but didn’t press his entire weight on me. I didn’t ask him to move, either, simply enjoying the silence. Derek’s fingers caressed the bare skin of my waist; my top had ridden up due to his ministrations. I didn’t dislike the feeling.
The t-shirt that I had taken out lay somewhere on the floor now, and it was funny how just a few minutes with him had turned out like this.
“I had a question,” I murmured
“Fire away,” he mumbled, his breath tickling the damp skin of my neck.
“What happens to my career?” I asked. This was a question that had just occurred. Would I have to give up on my career? I didn’t want to sit at home and simply attend parties with Derek.
He lifted his head slightly. “What
