As Isaac drove down the road, the leather of his car seat felt cool under my thighs in a way I found pleasing. I smoothed down my sundress with a sigh as I looked out the window. I'd fought off way too many inappropriate thoughts this morning and I still wasn’t sure if I was winning or losing. I was most likely losing.
The man really looked entirely too good in a suit and I had to mentally slap myself really hard when he leaned over at one time to adjust the A/C dial, giving me a stronger whiff of his cologne.
I bit my bottom lip, shook my head and tried hard to remember that I was worried about Sophia.
"You good?" Isaac asked, glancing at me as he turned into another street.
Other than the fact I want to straddle you right now? Yeah, I am good
I shook my head again. Of course,
