Chapter Ten
Daisy
I swung my little compact car into a parking spot at my office and sat there. My channel was throbbing and I could feel the wetness between my thighs. I’d lost my freaking mind. I don’t know how I survived that meeting with Tristan without climbing across the table and straddling him. He’d been all cool, calm and collected. So much so that I’d felt ridiculous over how much he affected me. I shouldn’t have been thinking that way, but I was so relieved I’d almost fallen over and he’d gotten up to help me. The ridge of his c**k had been completely visible, outlined as it was against his black slacks. He’d been dressed more formally than I was accustomed to seeing. I had to admit I liked it. God, with his dark, rugged athleticism packaged in black slacks and a button down s
