A Valentine For His Secretary (His Secretary: Undone) - Plot & Excerpts
This time last year, I was looking at at a gray, dripping morning, fantasizing about a blizzard that would trap me inside and away from work. More specifically, away from Adrian. But it was thirty-four degrees and raining. Cold enough to be miserable, but not cold enough for snow. I hadn't taken a sick day in three years, but I still couldn't justify lying. Not when he needed me so much. Twelve months later, and I actually am sick. Lately, it's felt like all of the illnesses that I once kept at bay through sheer will power have finally caught up with me. I roll over in bed when I hear the door creak open, ever so slightly. "You're awake," Adrian says, sounding surprised. "I've been awake," I grumble, pulling the covers back over my head. "Just didn't feel like moving." "Well, I've got some tea. Drink it while it's hot." He sits down on the edge of the bed, letting his hand rest on my hip like a comforting anchor. I pull down the sheets just enough to eye him suspiciously. "Why are you being so nice?" "Because I've sustained massive head trauma.
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