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Shaking the thought away, I tried to settle down I couldn’t be this riled up before work Walking into a male-dominated workplace with a healthy flush to my skin spelled disaster for me I stepped out of the shower and wrappedready for work

It didn’t matter what I did, however It didn’t matter how many cups of coffee I had or what outfit I picked out It didn’tit tookmy mind wanted to focus on was that drea chuckle that filled my ears

Driving to work, I still had the dream on my mind I walked up the stairs to rimaced at hoet my panties were, all because of that da to plot out new projects to discuss during the s that day, that stupid dream was in the back of my mind

My mystery man had sed every part of me whole One dream, one encounter that wasn’t even real, and I was a slave to it I wanted to knoho it hat he looked like, what his damn name had been, because in all the encounters I had almost had with men over the years, this was the only ti someone inside me

And the damn man didn’t even exist

Logan

“So, do you work tonight?” I asked

“Mmm, yeah I think so,” Camilla said

“You think so?”

“Wait It’s Thursday, right?”

“It is”

“Then no I don’t work”

“Okay I just figured youyour boss about work”

“I am”

“Is everything okay?”

Caer to me before she shoved her face back into her phone

Daht out with her We hadn’t had that in alht where it was just the two of us with no work, no phones, and no friends

Ca as h our sex life was as explosive as always But that hat it see but sex and filler moments in bethere we sat but didn’t talk

Like tonight, with her face stuck in her phone andto a brick wall

“How did you sleep last night?” I asked

“Fine,” she said mindlessly