CHAPTER 19: Harker
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Harker opened his eyes. The room was dark, but something had woken him.
“Are you awake?” Alison tapped softly on the open door.
“Alison?” He sat up, his c**k already semi-hard, got harder. It’d been several days since the enchilada fight, and she hadn’t approached him once. He’d done whatever he could to make sure she smelled his scent—standing near her, leaning over her when he asked her questions about the software, sitting by her instead of behind his desk in meetings—and yet, she’d stayed away from him.
By the way her eyes would darken, and her face would heat, he was pretty sure his odor still made her horny. Actually, he knew for a fact that she was still horny. One night he’d gone to bed earlier than normal and had heard the hum of the vibrator and
