Adelaide
I spent the whole morning with my head in the clouds. My meeting with Campbell had gone well, and we had an appointment on Wednesday to see the mansion and sort out some things.
I tried as much as possible not to stop and think, not to imagine, but every time I looked away from my computer, I found myself thinking back to those two emeralds that had kidnapped me.
What were the chances that my new client would be the only man I had decided to have casual s*x with? Of the f*****g s*x that had left me stunned and sore all weekend.
I had tried not to look at him for the whole meeting, and I had tried not to imagine him naked there in front of me because I remembered very well how f*****g perfect that body was and how much time I had spent running my tongue through it.
I had look
