Chase’s POV
Throughout the rest of the week, Eleanor and I were at it like mad rabbits, and I couldn't have been happier. At this rate, it felt like I would be getting my heir really soon.
Rather than stay here in this boring board meeting with other boring board directors, I would rather spend time buried in Eleanor while her sweet moans filled my ears, but I had responsibilities. Responsibilities that required me to attend boring meetings such as this one.
I sat at the head of the long, polished mahogany table, feigning interest in the endless drivel of quarterly reports and projections. My mind was far from the sterile confines of the boardroom, lost in the intoxicating memories of Eleanor. Her laughter, her touch, the way she melted against me—it was all I could think about.
Then,
