Chapter 8

Adrian sat limply in his office, thinking about the string of occurrences that had taken place earlier. How close everything he had spent the last few months trying to build had come crashing down.

"No." He exclaimed, letting out a sigh, rubbing his hands on his head, and roughening the hair around his scalp.

After the pause, his mind, in spite of his thoughts, went back to the most remarkable thing that stood out from the rest, which was his make-out experience with Scarlett.

He closed his eyes, thinking about the gaze from her enchanting eyes, the lemonade scent of her breath, the soft feel of her succulent breasts, the taste of her tongue in his mouth, and the deep callow sound of her moan in his ears that moment when he grabbed her butt.

He shifted on his seat as he felt a rush of blood around his groin.

"Not again, Adrian," he said.

His mind was going back again and again to Scarlett. There was something tempting about her.<