With almond milk double-shot blonde caffe latte in hand, I opened the door to Natalie’s office, stepped in, and was greeted by the sight of her bent over one of the drawers of a filing cabinet. Desi sex Neither of us said anything. Who the fuck was Ashlee? “Now you better get back to your apartment. I fell onto the middle of the seat, my shirt flying open and exposing my chest. I noticed several dark splotches on the underside, and when Phoebe caught me looking, she quickly pulled the sleeve up and gave me another weak smile. I wondered just how isolated this woman was and how lonely her life must be. I have a room at Solomon’s Palace.”
Her eyebrows arched up at that, “Fancy.”
“Second time I’ve heard that in the last hour,” I snorted. Natalie grinned and let out a low growl as she straddled my lap.
