Alone. The music from the jukebox, along with chattering voices from the hallway, had drifted in for a brief moment before he’d escaped, and reality shattered the coma inducing afterglow she’d almost surrendered to. She opened her fingers, releasing the edge of the desk, and pushed herself upright. Her legs were stiff from being locked and spread open wide, and she held onto the wood as she slowly put her weight on them. When her thighs came together, the sticky residue from their lovemaking made her eyes water. When Gabe had called her into his office, she knew he was going to complain about the skirt, but she’d never envisioned him kissing her. The way he’d adamantly called her sexy and admitted to wanting sex had her believing he wanted more. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Of course he didn’t want more. If the past year had proved anything, it was that Gabriel Turner definitely didn’t want more from her.
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