My stockinged feet made no noise on the plush carpets as I approached the office. My nerves were fluttery but holding steady.
I was feeling reasonably impressed with myself as I pushed open Matthew's door and went in.
Or rather I fell in.
I didn’t even know what I tripped over, just I remembered one minute I was sliding into Matthew's office, all sultry in my s*x coat, and the next I was yelping and in a heap on the ground.
“Niel?” If anything romantic had taken place, I was in no position to witness it. He sounded surprised, though, from where I was, rather than horrified. So that was good. Maybe. “Are you all right?”
I nodded, and rubbed my nose into the carpet. “I meant to do this.”
“You did?”
“Absolutely. I was just, y’know, sitting at home, thinking about you working late, how
