Novels by Kimberly Stars

Marie's POVIt was two days since the day Andrea had informed me about us going on a business trip. And in two days time, we would be in New Orleans. I was telling Mark today. For some reason, I felt more nervous than I thought I would. Maybe because I had assumed I would be telling him about it over dinner in his apartment or at a fancy diner. And not in the staff cafeteria during my break time. I had asked him to text me when he got inside the building. “Hey, babe,” a voice says behind me as I walk into the cafeteria. I turn around to see Mark, leaning on the wall and flashing me a big smile. “I asked you to call when you got inside.”“Sorry, forgot,” he said walking closer and wrapping me in a hug. I lowered my face in his neck and inhaled. He smelled so good today. And different. “Did you change your perfume or shampoo?” I asked curiously, leading us to an empty table. “No. Why?”“You smell…different.”He looked at me with an amused expression. “As far as it’s good differ

Andrea's POV I woke up to the smell of vanilla and peaches shampoo right under my nose, reminding me of where I was. My lips broke out in a smile as I leaned in closer, my arms wrapping around her just a little tighter, as the memories of last night flooded my brain. Before I could allow myself enjoy the moment some more, she turned and wiggled out of my grip, getting up from the bed. That was enough to make me open my eyes. As soon as they landed on her, my mouth fell open too. She was butt naked. The streak of sunlight coming in through the window cast a soft glow on her bare skin as she moved around from her wardrobe to what I assumed was the bathroom. When she got out of the bathroom, she had on a light satin robe. Her phone began to ring on the vanity just then and she hurried to it, picking it up and silencing it quickly. Clearly, she didn't know I was already awake. I liked that. Forcing out a yawn, I turned a bit, to play perfectly the part of someone who was s

Marie's POV I had planned to shove Andrea back when he leaned in. But when he covered my mouth with his lips, all my willpower left me. As his hands circled around my waist, mine slid up from his chest and wrapped around his neck. My eyes flickered shut and I let out a whimper as he slid his tongue into my mouth when my lips parted just a tiny fraction. He tasted so good. Kissing him felt so much better. It seemed like time had paused. And when we finally broke apart, my heart racing and my breath coming out in short gasps, I could tell our minds were working in sync at that moment. "I should..." "Come on in..." We spoke at the same time. He raised a cocky brow at my invitation and my eyes widened in shock at the realization that he was literally just announcing he was about to leave. "If you want," I added quietly, turning my face away from him, so he wouldn't see how red my embarrassed face had become. I took my time unlocking the door, sparing him enough time to get

Andrea's POV It had been a week since I had Marie toss her flowers from Mark in the trash. And as she stomped into my office today, I couldn't tell if the expression she had on her face was because of me or something else. "You okay?" I asked. "Any reason why I shouldn't be? I just came in to drop these," she replied sassily, dropping a bunch of files on my desk. I picked one up and looked at it. "I should have looked at these yesterday. They should have been back at Advertising by today at most." "Well, Finance sent it up this morning. So technically, this isn't my fault," she shrugged with a nonchalant look. "You better have a word with those in Finance if this is how they roll then, because now you've got yourself some overtime today." The sassiness in her tone and attitude dropped instantly as she muttered something in complaint before leaving my office. I got to work reviewing the files and making the necessary inputs and corrections. It was almost closing hours wh

Marie's POV The day had slowly crawled to an end. And I was stuck in the office working overtime on the documents Andrea needed printed out on his desk by morning. Crestlife prided itself on being tech savvy. And I couldn't understand why he would ask me to print them when he could very easily just have the documents in his mail. It was some minutes past eight. Andrea had left about an hour ago with instructions on how to lock up the office. "Get used to it. It just might become part of your routine," he'd said, sounding like the thought of that pleased him. I was too tired and upset to argue. Finally, I finished printing everything and dropped it on the desk before letting myself out of the office. "Have a good night," the night shift guard greeted me as I walked out of the building. I got into my car and had just started the ignition to begin the drive home when I recalled I hadn't looked at my phone for hours. Grabbing my bag, I got it out and unlocked it,scroll

Andrea's POV I had my eyes on the computer when the door to my office squeaked open and Marie stomped inside with angry footsteps. I didn't look up until she was at my desk, holding out sheets of paper to me. And when I delayed in getting them from her, she dropped them on the desk and turned to go. "Hold on," I instructed with a soft chuckle. She stopped in her tracks, her back still to me as I went through the sheets of paper. "Did it occur to you that this should have been typed?" I asked. That finally made her turn to face me. "You didn't tell me to. Besides, you said you needed it in an hour. How was I supposed to recall everything, write it down and then type it before time was up?" I grunted in response, still flipping through the pages. "There was someone at the meeting who raised a possible solution to curb insider trading in financial institutions. Remember?" Her brows furrowed and her lips rose in a sneer. With a sigh, I held out the papers back to her. "