Andrew’s POV
The morning light felt too bright for the kind of thoughts in my head. I’d been up since dawn, pretending to go through emails, pretending not to think about her lips. Every time I blinked, I saw Lily — flushed, breathless, trembling in my arms.
She’d come into work like nothing happened, her hair curling softly around her face, that new cut brushing her shoulders. A cruel kind of beauty — one that made a man forget what rules were for.
I tried to focus on the report in front of me. Numbers. Contracts. Deadlines. But all I saw was the faint pink tint on her lips when she bit them — the same lips I’d kissed. The taste still lingered, sweet and dangerous.
“Mr. Sterling?”
Daniel’s voice broke my thoughts. He was standing by my office door, smiling like an i***t. “The quarter
