"What have we done? Where do we go from here?" Came Arya's questions in a soft whisper.
"Where do you want us to go from here?" Derek was still lost in the feeling of her lips on his, her body against his, and he wondered if he could just stop time and revel in this moment forever. He answered her question with a question, hoping to get an idea what exactly was going on in her mind.
"I... I don't know," she looked up at his eyes, her gaze and voice laced with uncertainty. "You are my boss and I am your PA, things should be strictly professional between us," she moved a bit away from the hold of his arms, and this action pained Derek immensely. She continued, "This... wasn't supposed to happen. You are you, I am me... our worlds are different. We don't know anything about each other outsi
