Working late at his home office, he worked into the night, so deep that he didn’t even know that the time was gone. It was almost eleven thirty two and he was still up. Sighing, he pushed the file he was working on aside and stood up from behind his desk. Yawning, he used the back of his hand to cover his mouth, then he walked out of his office. He walked to the kitchen to grab a cup of water for the road to sleep land. For some weird reason, drinking water before bed helped him sleep better and sometimes, faster. After drinking a glass full of water, he walked upstairs, and he had almost opened the door of his room and disappeared inside when he heard some moaning. Furrowing his brows in confusion, he heard it again, and he could tell it was coming from Alex's room. What in the world was happening? He thought as he started to walk down the corridor towards her room. He paused at the door to listen, wanting to be sure it was not a moan of pleasure. It wasn’t. It was as if she wa

For some reason, the following night, Alex wore one of the silky nightgowns Cara had bought for her, and she stood in front of the mirror in her room to check herself out. She wasn’t sure why she had worn it, because it wasn’t as if someone was going to see her in it or anything. Perhaps, it was because of how it made her feel sexy, or how it revealed her figure and made her look at herself in a new light.“I should wear things like this more often.” She whispered to herself, a small smile on her face. She was grinning like an idiot as she looked at herself up and down, turning her body to view the backside as well. There was something so nice about wearing something that felt good against one's skin and looked sexy on the body, as she had noticed and it was oddly good. Not that it only felt good, but she could tell that it made her prettier. She was comfortable in it, and the vibrant color was perfect with her skin tone. She smiled again at herself in the mirror but then it soon s

His hands were on her breasts, her stomach, her back, and everywhere. He pulled back a little, and she stared up into his face. As he held her in his strong arms which she had dreamed about, she could feel her heart hammering against her ribcage like someone was beating a drum. “I don’t know what to do with you.” He whispered, but Alex heard it. She wondered what made him say that, but her body's reaction didn’t make her think about it for long. It was, after all, said that people need to live in the moment more often. So, here she was, living in the moment. She stared at the man she worked for, the man that turned her inside out and she waited to see what he would do to her next. "It’s over, you know. My waiting is over, but even at that, I’m still not sure of what to do with you," he whispered, his deep voice as warm and burning as his eyes. He placed his forehead against hers and blew out a shaky breath. Gold was now fully awake and he said. “Kiss her again. I want to feel her

After the encounter in the kitchen, Alex hadn’t seen much of Gabe for a couple of days but she knew that it wasn’t because he was avoiding her. She was glad that wasn’t the case. She hoped that things get even better between them, but before then, before whatever it was that would happen, she thought that it was better to tell her best friend about it. She had called her last night, but she couldn’t tell her on the phone. That wasn’t a phone conversation kind of talk, so she had told her that she needed to see her for something important, whenever she was available to see her, and Cara had asked them to meet in a coffee shop in town. Alex knew how busy Cara was and that was why she had made sure to tell her they should meet only when she was available. She was glad that she made time to meet her today. Cara own a pastry shop and made cakes for weddings sometimes so she was always so busy. She understood that, so she could never ask her to show up or make time if she was busy. Sigh

Meeting like this two days in a row wasn’t what Alex expected but Cara had called her this morning that she had news. When she had, she had hoped that it had something to do with what they discussed yesterday and the fact that there was a change in everything she told her. She had dressed as casually as she did yesterday, but she didn’t have to wait for Cara this time. As soon as she got to the restaurant, she saw Cara at a table already. She didn’t want her to think that she was angry about how they left things yesterday, even though she was a little, so she smiled. She had been thinking about it for the better part of the night and even when she woke up this morning. As she saw Cara smile back at her though, she didn’t have to fake her smile anymore because she couldn’t stay mad at her for a long time anyway. Back in college, they would always make up the same minute they had disagreed on something because of that. She sat down on the chair opposite Cara, and she could tell that