“Jesus Christ, talk about blinkered.”
She grimaced. “I know. That’s why I’m glad to be out of that place. Anyway, you were saying.”
“Well, this database, as you can imagine, it’s hard work, but, Jay and I were thinking about it… You hacked into the petty cash fund, didn’t you? In your office?”
She flushed and ducked her head as shame overwhelmed her.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” he replied wryly, then reached over to curl an arm about her shoulder. He tucked her into his side and pressed his lips to the side of her head, just above her ear, close to her temple, but more where her hair was… He sucked in a deep breath, and somehow—she wasn’t sure how she knew—realized he was scenting her. Loading up on her essence like she was some kind of intoxicant or something.
The notion probably shou
