He tugs on the top, lowering my underwear, and I step out expecting them to fall to the ground. But Vincent snatches them, bringing the material to his nose and sniffing quickly before stuffing them in his pocket.
I blush and lower my head so he won't notice. A shy girl isn't who I want Vincent to see when he looks at me. I'm supposed to be a strong independent woman who's sure of herself. The man tucks away my underwear like it's nothing weird. Happens all the time.
"I love when I surprise you," he says, fixing my skirt.
"What? You didn't surprise me." It's a lie and we both know it.
"You will be."
The elevator stops at the office level and I wait for the numbers to continue higher, but they don't. "Why are we stopping here?"
The doors open and Vincent walks me into his office. "I n
