Today felt interminably long. I’m amazed I’d managed to get through the long hours without throwing myself on Ash. He’d staked out a spot in the conference room since the desk he usually sat at was otherwise occupied on Fridays. I’d only briefly seen him at lunch when he stopped by my desk to drop off a sandwich, since I was in back-to-back meetings all day. I was happy I was wearing underwear because when he gave me that secret smile and a wink with my lunch, I was instantly ready to take him on my desk.
I was packing up my things, 100% ready to spend private time with Ash, when my phone buzzed with an incoming message from him.
Ash: I’ve got to run a quick errand. I’ll meet you at your place in about 30 minutes.
My mouth twitches in a smile, and I type three responses before finally
