Chapter Eight
Jocelyn walked into Reggie’s office and directly past his desk. All protocol aside, she moved around his chair, and standing behind him, she leaned in and began rubbing his shoulders.
He sat up straight. “To what do I owe this forwardness?”
“My extreme affection for you,” she replied.
“And business manners are out the window?”
“Business manners?” she questioned him. “Humph. Let’s see, you strip me down to nothing in the office and screw me. That’s not a breach in office decorum?”
“You were wearing a corset,” he reminded her, she’d put him in a good mood the minute he saw her.
Jocelyn ran her hands down his chest. “Well Reg, this is a special occasion that warrants this attention. I don’t want you to forget me.”
“Why would I forget you when I have your beautiful face
