CHAPTER 19
“Devon,” I sighed. How could I make him understand without revealing the horridness that is my life?
“Come home with me tonight. No s*x, just us spending the night together and by morning, you’ll realize that you want this too as much as I do,”
“Devon,” I repeated his name in a completely defeated tone.
“Just come with me,” he urged. Maybe one more night with him wouldn’t hurt, right? If things go well, I could probably urge him to let this be just a casual office hook-up. Getting tangled with him right now was just not my cup of coffee at the moment.
“Fine. No s*x,” I echoed his earlier proposal.
“I can’t promise that,” he smirked.
“Devon,” I seemed to be saying his name a lot tonight except this time I employed a hint of frustration.
“Fine, fine. N
