I think this is his floor or something. Off to the right is a very comfortable looking waiting area. There are plants and plush looking couches. Off to the left there is a large two sided desk that makes an ‘L’. The chair behind it is white leather, the computer is the latest in tech and the desk has a glass top. I like wood. Why does he surround himself with all this modern glass and steel? It’s so un-wolf-like. “Do you like it?” He murmurs against my ear and I shake my head.
“No?” He seems surprised.
“It’s too cold.” His lips purse and he exhales.
“She assured me that any woman would love it.” He thinks out loud.
“Who is she?” I hiss suddenly jealous.
“Michelle. The decorator. What would you like?” He wraps his arms around my middle and leans against my back.
I’m suddenly deliciously warm. “Wood?” I nod. “High backed leather chair?” I nod again. “Hmm.” He hums sending a shiver down my spine. “Come with me.” He takes my hand and leads me to the left to a frosted glass wall.
