My Bossy Secretary
I snarled, a line etching between my brows as I grabbed her wrist.
Lexa brushed my hand off her wrist and surprised me when she intertwined her hands at the back of my neck. She raised her heels and moved her head closer to my ear. “I know you’re not gay, Finn.” She whispered, making every cell of my body tingle as she pressed her body to me. “You’re only holding yourself because you respect me, right?”
She naughtily stuck out her tongue, licking my earlobe.
“Frank’s not just a friend but a family, and Lexa’s not just your girlfriend, but my family,” she hushed the words, making me furious at her.