Chapter 30
Esther popped her head through the doorway of Farida’s office, her olive-green eyes confused. “You have a vi—”
“Don’t bother. She’ll see me.” Kurt stamped into the office, rage carpeting him like a cloak.
Farida jumped up from her chair. What was he doing here? She waved Esther away. Her knees shook. Her belly flip-flopped. But, gosh, he looked yummy—furious, too—in a navy-blue suit, tie and pocket-square, plus a sky-blue shirt. His eyes had turned a flinty-brown and the corners of his pink lips were curved down.
At that moment, the memories surged in. His mouth between her thighs, his thrusts into her core, her earth-melting orgasms... She gripped the end of her desk for support, feeling her knees quiver yet again.
“Kurt...” she said, almost in a whimper.
But his face was
