CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
Osana flounced past Shad’s secretary that evening, entered Shad’s office, and closed the door.
“Yeah,” Shad said into the phone. “Eh, let me call you back in a minute. Okay bye.” He hung up.
“Oh, it’s gonna be more than a minute.” Osana locked his door and threw her purse on the little chair by his file cabinets.
“Mm.” He sucked his lip. “And what brought on this surprise?”
She unbuttoned her blouse on the way to his desk. “Been thinking a lot about what you said this morning.”
“I see.” He scooted his black, leather chair from the desk and faced her. “I take it you mean the part where I said I was falling in love with you?”
“Yep.” She straddled his lap and pecked kisses down his neck. “It was so sweet. I didn’t know you were feeling me that way.”
“How could you no
