Sinclair POV
Chloe's voice sounded sweet and playful over the phone.
"Sinclair, I miss you," she said. I could imagine her batting her lashes as she says it.
I knew what she meant. I didn't ask any questions. I just said "come over"
Now she's on my bed, wearing nothing but a lace net that clings to her body. Her hands trail my body, my spine, all the way, with her perfectly manicured fingers, kissing me gently. She knows how to touch me right. She's soft, and she has on an expensive perfume, everything to turn my head upside down.
She's whispering things in my ear. Things like "you have been working too hard baby, let me take care of you"
I lay back, eyes closed, naked allowing her to do her thing.
My mind drifts to Camila. I am back in the meeting with the Asian investor, sit
