Chapter 15 Mrs. Petrov.

_Meghan.

The day I came back to work, I walked into the kitchen and found Dave already pouring himself a cup of coffee. "Can I also have some, I'm the one who's late this morning," I said standing at the door. When Dave swung around, I knew he had not expected to see me there from the look on his face but he quickly composed himself.

When he walked up to me, he had a grin on and pulled me into a tight hug. I wrapped my hands around his waist and leaned on his chest. He smelled good, smelled like a man.

Some days it was harder to stick to my convictions than most, especially when he was brushing my hair in slow strokes like he was now. Making me feel delicate, like a flower.

"What are you doing here?" He asked in a soft voice above my head.

"I had to work, I was gonna go mad if I stayed another day in my flat." I tried pulling away, I was enjoying the attention a bit much and it was making me needy. But he tightened his grip.

"I was so worried about you. Tonight I'm taking you to my p