She pulls away, my body missing her touch instantly and I slip my arm back into my sleeve. Silence stretches out between us as I do my shirt up, with Dani watching me too intently.

"Show and tell time," Dani says, but doesn’t move to show me.

"Let’s see it, Daniella."

"Okay, okay." Dani goes to work rolling up her sleeve and flashing a…

"Pepe le Pew?" I stare at her. "You have a Pepe le Pew tattoo on your forearm."

How have I not noticed this before?

Dani smiles wide. "He’s my favourite, and you have to admit, for a skunk, he’s pretty romantic." She says matter-of-factly.

She pulls her sleeve down and unbuttons the top two buttons on her blouse. Moving the fabric aside, she flashes not only an exquisite tattoo of a sleeping baby with Mason's name underneath on her shoulder but also the swell of one breast that is pouring over the lace cup of her bra.

I reach out, brushing a finger along the tattoo. A low gasp slips from her lips, and I move my finger over her collarbone and lower, swiping it over the swell of her breast. I lift my eyes to meet hers. Her face is flushed, her lips parted, and her pupils are dilated. I smile to myself and she jerks back.

"Dimples." She gulps.

I drag my finger slowly over her warm skin, dipping it between her breasts, making her shiver. I watch her face as I slip my finger under the lace of her bra.

"Luke." My name leaves her lips as a whispered plea.

"Yes, Sweetheart." I still my hand before my finger reaches her nipple.

Dani doesn't say a word, her chest raising and falling with laboured breaths, her face flushed. I continue my movements, inching my finger towards her nipple. I stop again when my fingertip touches the hard peak.

"Touch me." Bursts from her lips.

"As you wish." I begin circling her nipple, loving the sounds that she's making.

I move closer, tucking my face against her neck and wrapping my hand around her breast. Dani's body melts against mine as I play with her, my thumb rubbing over her nipple. I press my lips to her neck, savouring the sweet sounds of pleasure I pull from her throat. Dani shifts her body, angling herself towards me and slips her small hands under my shirt. Her fingers press into my skin as her head rolls to the side, giving me room to explore her soft skin.

The lights in the elevator flickers, then the car plummets a few more feet. Dani lets out a scream and curls into me. The car jerks to a stop. I rub her back, whispering calming words to her.

I cup her face, brushing her cheeks with my thumbs. "It's okay. You're okay. I'm here." I reassure her.

Dani refuses to meet my eyes.

I dip my chin to catch her eye. "Sweetheart, you're okay."

She nods, but still refusing to look me in the eye. I tilt her head back, my lips hovering over her plump ones. What would she do if I kissed her? Would she fight me or would she let me lay her our on the elevator floor and taste her properly.

I slide my hand down her neck, wrapping it around the back and squeezing. Dani lets a tiny whimper of pleasure escape before moving out of my grip and laying down on the floor with her back to me.

"I’m tired." Dani whispers.

I run a hand over my mouth. "Get some rest."

She nods but says nothing more.

It’s just shy of two in the morning by the time we get out of the elevator. I had covered Dani with my jacket around midnight when she started to shiver. She looks utterly lovely while she sleeps, until she snores. She sleeps with her mouth open too. When I woke her up, she punched me, then asked what in the hell I thought I was doing waking her up like that.

I walk Dani to her car, opening the door for her. "You should lock your doors." I state.

"Locks are broken. Plus, if someone wants to steal the hunk of junk, all the power to them." She flashes a smile as she slips behind the wheel. "You’re not going to call me in an hour to get me to add something to your schedule, are you?"

I shake my head. "Not tonight. I worked while you slept."