Focus had always been an easy task for Serena; at least, it had been until she shared that close call of two lips meeting in an explosion of passion a few moments prior with Paolo. Now, that distracted her from the words presented on the sheets before her by the use of an aggressive typewriter eating into the skin of the pages with a permanent array of what she was expected to say; but with each attempt to read these words, her mind came to the feeling of his fingers on her skin and his eyes targeting her with an exclusive spotlight that she felt she belonged in. Her eyes would continuously whisk away from her lines as she would watch Paolo observing her already, seemingly tormenting her with that sinful gaze that seemed capable of undressing her from fifteen meters away.
“Get both Andre
