Catalina slowly opened her eyes, she found herself still lying on the luxurious sofa in Manuel's office, feeling content and at peace. Manuel sat on the table near her as he looked at her, a smile curving his lips. She gazed at her watch and saw that the time was 3 am, but it did not matter because Manuel was right there and she had just relived the most beautiful night of her life.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he greeted her with his husky voice which had a tinge of tenderness to it. “Did you sleep well?”
Catalina sat up, a blush creeping onto her cheeks as she dragged the blanket up to cover her face remembering the passionate night they had shared. Manuel pulled it down slowly with a smile on his face. She cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure.
“Yes, Manuel,” she replied
