Sweet Love - Mia Kayla Page 0,65

don’t know Casey very well, do you?” Her words were muffled against my chest.

I bent down to kiss her hair and got a whiff of her intoxicating shampoo, and then I was a goner.

“It’s fine,” I said again, but this time, my voice was guttural.

“My underwear is still in the office closet.”

I took a fistful of hair and gently pulled her head back, so she was looking directly in my eyes. God, she was beautiful. The green in her eyes were mesmerizing. “I’ll go get them.”

My eyes flickered to her lips, and her eyes locked with mine. There was this shift in the air. I felt it every time I was around her. Her tongue darted out to wet her bottom lip, and my stomach tightened.

Someone, help me because around this woman, I can’t think clearly.

I pulled on her hair with a little more force, and she yelped.

My lips found the crook of her neck, kissing a path from her neck to her ear. “We won’t be having sex in the office closet anymore.” I moved her to my desk. “I’ve found us a new location.”

“Connor …” My name was a breathless whisper, a plea, and I was more than happy to oblige.

My tongue flicked over the seam of her mouth, and I devoured her because she was mine.

All mine. Mine. Mine.

“People might walk in.” Her hands gripped my biceps tighter against her.

I was too hungry for her to even lock the door. “No one will come in.”

The only person who would possibly come in unannounced was my brother, but I’d just talked to him, and he was on the other side of town. It would take him at least thirty minutes to get here. This had to be quick. I’d savor her for hours later tonight.

Charlie

I shifted in my desk, not wearing any underwear. Why? Because, once again, Connor had ripped them off in the throes of passion. And now, I was sure I needed to buy some more after work.

My messenger pinged on my computer.

I got the goods.

A picture of him with my underwear in his mouth appeared.

I laughed back and typed.

Nice.

What’s nice is you and me. Tonight, my place. I’m cooking dinner.

We need to finish our plans for this commercial.

Yes. My place. After dinner.

What exactly will we be doing after dinner?

Things … and then fine-tuning the final rebranding specs.

I laughed again.

Mr. Colby, dinner, final rebranding specs, and other things—in that order. Or else I’m not coming over.

There was no more direction in my life. I still needed to finalize a few more paintings for my collection.

“Charlie.”

I slammed my laptop shut and turned around to find Casey with an overly cheesy smile.

“I can’t believe you. You’ve been keeping things from me.”

I straightened in my seat and let out a nervous laugh. “What?”

“Connor?”

My smile slipped, and I gripped my armrests like I was going to fall out of my chair.

“What about Connor?”

“That he’s banging …”

“Let me explain—”

“Sienna.”

I blinked up at her.

“Sienna from accounting?”

She was in her fifties.

“Yes. So, today, I passed the office closet, and then lo and behold … Sienna walked out, following none other than Connor himself.” She placed her hands on her hips. “I would never have guessed that one. She’s twice his age and a divorcée.”

I should end this charade now and not have Sienna take the fall for the underwear and sex-in-the-closet incident. But I couldn’t. “I guess you really don’t know people’s types.” I was pure evil.

“Yep. Anyway, I thought you’d like to know. Alyssa didn’t believe me. She said she knew Connor was having an affair but wouldn’t tell me with who. She thinks my conclusion is preposterous. As if.” She shrugged. “I knew you’d believe me. Anywhooo, back to the world of no candy-tasting but testing.” With a wave of her hand, she was off.

My shoulders relaxed, and I let out a long, audible sigh when she was out of my vicinity.

Wait till Connor heard this one.

Connor had cooked chicken potpie, and I was impressed.

I pushed my fork through the pastry, picking up bits of chicken and peas along the way, and stuffed it in my mouth. It was delicious. “There’s a rumor going around,” I said mid-chew.

“What would that be?”

“That you and Sienna are having an affair.”

He choked, coughing, and hit his chest with his fist before full-blown laughter escaped him. “She was in the closet first when I walked in. She was looking for folder tabs, and I helped her find some. When she walked out, I followed, and