Daddy's Little Secret
It made my fork feel heavy, my throat dry.
Michael finally cleared his throat. “Melissa, how have you been settling in? Is the room alright?”
I looked up, startled, and gave a quick, polite smile. “Fine.”
My voice came out small, tight. I looked up at the man, with his well-defined arms and ripped chest that seemed it could burst out of his shirt any minute.
I could gobble him up.
Melissa get a hold of yourself
Michael nodded, then turned to the man. “Melissa, this is Jamal Adams - my best friend and the co-founder of Withmoore Industries. He’s also the C.O.O. He’s here to support me during all this and help with the arrangements.”
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