Sure
"Are you sure that Abi will come after you to Paris?"
Barbara shrugged her shoulders for a moment not to respond directly to Samuel's question. She walked tentatively, swaying her hips in front of the man's hungry gaze.
"Abi promised earlier. I know my husband so well, he wouldn't break it."
Smiling, Barbara extended an arm to simply fix the collar of the white shirt as Samuel prepared to make the journey home.
"Are you leaving now?" she asked reassuringly.
A sudden, 'must', and quite surprising call from the rest of the pending office business. There had been a bit of trouble from a big project at Samuel's company, but Barbara was sure the man would work it out just fine. Instead, they had to take the strangest option here.
Letting Samuel go was the only way, even if it meant
