Traded to my Husband's CEO Boss
I mouthed out the question, feeling my blush deepen when the corner of his mouth curved upward.
“I'm suddenly jealous that a lobster could pull such sounds for you, too”
I blinked, looking around to see if any of the moving waiters were within earshot; thankfully, they weren't. “Mr Voss!”
“What?” He repeated my question back to me, a smug look in his eyes. “It's kind of impossible to focus on the meal in front of me when you're making those far more delicious sounds”
It felt like there was a furnace heating up my face, neck, and ears. I swallowed softly just as my pulse rose. “Stop,” I begged with a small chuckle, but that only made his eyes darken