His hardened face was glued to the screen as he punched words into his laptop. He had left home in a bad mood, all thanks to Samantha for bringing up Vanessa's photograph.
He heard the sounds of familiar heels and he looked up to see Sasha walking into the office with a cup of coffee. He became lost and his fingers stayed motionless on the laptop.
His eyes didn't leave her cleavages which were revealed by the plunging neckline of the black jumpsuit she wore. Their eyes met and she flashed a breathtaking smile on her red glossy lips.
Just a few steps to the table, she missed her steps and staggered forward.
“Ouch!” She cried as the coffee spilled over her body.
He jumped out of his seat and bolted in her direction.
“Are you okay?” He asked, his hand on her waist.
“Yeah..I'm.. I'm f
