Chapter Ten SiennaIt’s almost nine in the morning when I pad down the stairs and into the kitchen, the smell of fresh coffee lingering in the air. Case must be up and about already, although he’s nowhere in sight.
I help myself to a mug and fill it to the brim, sipping the coffee leisurely to make room for creamer. Just like any other normal day in the office. Although now that I’ve felt my boss’s d**k go stiff against my inner thigh, I’m guessing normal will be the last word to describe my days working alongside Case.
“Hey. How’d you sleep?”
The rumble of Case’s deep voice is enough to make my belly tighten. As I turn in the direction of his voice, I grip my mug tightly to keep from spilling coffee all over the floor.
He’s leaning against the door frame, his thick forearms folded over
