Page 64 of Anything To Be With You

Among Other Things

Luke

It has been almost two weeks since I kissed Dani and if I’m being honest, I wish I hadn’t. Now it’s all I think about. I can’t be around her without remembering what her lips felt like against mine. Which is making getting any work finished extremely hard.

Among other things.

I call her into my office.

"Whatcha want?" Dani asks as she leans into my office. Her pastel pink shirt opening just enough to give me a view of her cleavage.

I have got to stop looking at her chest.

"I just got off the phone with Joni Dobson. New information has come to light regarding her case."

Dani groans and walks in, flopping down on the couch. The slit in her skirt opens and flashes the creamy skin on her thigh and the scar that runs down to her knee.

"What kind of situation?" she asks.

"Pregnancy."

"Joni’s?"

"Nope." I answer.

Dani grunts and sits up. "Let me guess, long nights ahead."

I nod. "Plus, weekends."

"But I have a life, Daddy." Dani cries sarcastically.

"You can call me Daddy anytime," I say with a smirk.

"Give me a reason and I’ll call you Daddy all you want." She smiles at me, and I return it just to watch her face transform at the sight of my dimples. She’s in such awe of those two indents.

"Guess I have no choice, but I’m not going to be happy about it." Dani sulks.

"Duly noted." I hand over Joni’s new file. "You know the drill."

Dani stands and drags herself over to the desk, latching onto the file folder and tugging on it. "Archer, let go."

I haul her over the desk and meet her halfway, planting a kiss on her plump lips, and I’m rewarded with a whimper. When I pull back, her eyes are closed, and her lips are parted. So, I kiss her again, and again, and once more.

"You keep this up and nothing is going to get done." Dani mutters against my lips.

"I’m not against that." I growl.

She grins as she pulls away and this time I let go of the thick folder.

"Proof, type, enter and print," I say.

"Yes sir, Mr. Archer," Dani says in that breathy voice I love so much.

She turns on her heels and sways her hips out the door.

Dani comes back in two and a half hours later. Her hair no longer hanging loose over her shoulders. It is now tied in a top knot, held in place with pens and she looks like she’s ready to strangle someone.

Dani tosses the folder on my desk. "I’m done."

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