Adrian grinned and joined Ava on the white couch where she sat with his work laptop. "If you needed company all you needed to do was ask."
He slid his arm behind her as he caressed her golden brown hair and moved it to one side of her neck, his fingers sliding purposefully over it. Deciding he was satisfied with the view of her smooth, graceful neck facing him, he peered at what she was doing as he whispered over her shoulder. "You should have your hair up more often. I can't take the image of seeing you with your hair up off my mind...the morning we went for a walk."
Ava ignored him, but mostly because she had no idea how to respond.
"Nice work," Adrian said. "At this rate, you should close early. Four, perhaps?"
"Four??"
"Normal closing time is six pm. I'm being lenient,
