That night after sunset, I walked hand in hand with Pierre back to the club. We entered through the back door and ended up in his office. He dragged me into his lap and I let him keep me there. “The club is closed on Mondays, as you know. How about you and I go on a midnight picnic? It’s still warm enough that we can get away with it. The park over on Third has some pretty, well-lit spots.”
I lay my head on his shoulder and enjoyed his arms around me. “That sounds delightful, thank you.” I kissed his cheek and sat up. “I have work to do, and so do you. I’ll see you throughout the night, I’m sure.”
He growled and nipped my nose. “I’d better.”
I winked and got off his lap. “Later.”
As I went about my tasks throughout the evening, I constantly shook my head at how close I had come to losi
