It was for Alex, he couldn't stop thinking about Amber, thinking about her body, warm, soft, and comforting. Thinking about the way she laughed, not around him. Never around him. She was too nervous a shy. But occasionally, as he passed through the office cubicles. He would hear her. The way she looked at him through her shy eyes. She was in his dreams, she never stayed overnight like that first time. And it irritated him. He knew not to cross his limits, but this was something he could not ignore. She wreaked havoc on his levels of concentration.
They both knew it.
The next day, Alex spent his day at his house. Stressed about the situation and all the while missing Amber's hand running through his hair. He couldn't wait, as he called his driver to pick her up that evening. The passi
