My lips pursed as my eyes darted on the lights in the elevator then to my wristwatch. This was the first time I was late for work. I chewed on my lower lip, trying to remember the definition of late compared with going to work almost half of the day.
When Paul and I reached his mansion on the hillside, he just couldn’t let me go without making love to me, or was it me? My lips curved a naughty smile as I remembered how I almost didn’t want to go to work today, but Jeremy reminded me of a team meeting.
I was almost running to the hallway just not to be late for the meeting, but I guess I would still be late even if I had Vladimir’s superpower of speed. Our team’s office was empty, which meant they were now in the conference room. Groaning, I turned in the direction of the conference ro
