Khalifa's POV.
Sixty nine was a three over ten and that was only because of his enthusiasm and use of dirty words.
Otherwise, it was the worst s*x of my life and I had no one to complain to about it.
At the very least, I was not out of the spa building after making sure to scrub every part his body touched on me out.
The only exception was my walls.
I sighed as I boarded the can that was Take me back to work.
The plan was to avoid as many people as possibly then stay at the lounge later until the building had cleared enough for me to return to the office and finish my day's work.
I sighed as I snuck to the lounge on the last floor.
It was barely ever occupied and as I settled in the round couch, I signed again.
I had successfully gotten my mind off what Sam did, but it was
