MITCH POV AT WORK I leaned back in my ergonomic chair, staring at my dual screens, which were displaying rows of digital claim files in the company's cloud-based system. Meanwhile, my mind was miles away. The dream I had last night kept replaying in my mind. Lena moaning and the way her body bounced during the activity was something only my eyes should be able to see. To be frank, in that dream she didn't look as bad as I thought, but the real deal is better, though. Slender. I kept telling myself that the dream meant nothing, but the uncomfortable feeling in my chest when I woke up made it seem real. Moreover, Lena has never left the house and stayed out for a day. No calls, no text messages... nothing. I ran my finger over my hair in frustration. I am better than this bullshit. Six-foot-one, gym-honed shoulders and chest that filled out my fitted dress shirt perfectly, sharp jawline, dark hair, and blue eyes that had dropped panties since college. I can't be str
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