Chapter 23 - Torn
Jocelyn How was I supposed to go back to work after that!? My body lay limp, half on, half off of the desk as Vince quickly pulled his pants back in place before turning to me. He got me cleaned up, dressed and sat back in my seat within a few minutes. He placed my coffee in my hands and told me to drink up as he stared smugly down at me. "Oh shut up," I mumbled, throwing another wadded-up piece of paper at him. He chuckled before saying, "You did good." His praise caught me off guard as he pushed a few stray strands of my hair behind my ear and kissed my forehead. "You can take a nap if you want to," he offered, no teasing this time. "I can go work at the front desk for a bit so you can sleep without interruptions." "No," I shook my head. "I don't want to sleep, and I don't want to b
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