Malcolm ignored the goings-on as Venus entered his space, walking behind his desk to stand in front of his chair where he’d pivoted around to watch her exchange with Simon.
“I’m sorry I was late,” she whispered. “We weren’t really in a traffic jam. I forgot to walk with clothes to change into and made Justin take me to the apartment after work.”
Malcolm fought his smile but then gave up, not giving a f**k who saw his reaction to his goddess standing in front of him holding a cupcake. Her being in his presence significantly improved his mood.
“I know,” he whispered back, absurdly pleased that she wasn’t even capable of such a small deception.
A small smile curved her lips, one quirking upward a little higher than the other. “If I give you the last cupcake, am I forgiven?”
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