“We have to go to work, “ Devon’s hand ran lazily on her bare back. Goosebumps rose on her skin, and her limbs were so heavy any idea of moving was dreadful. Anne looked at him and turned to lie on her side, facing him.
“Do we have to?” She muttered and he sat up in the bed, resting his back against the pillow.
“I don’t know, “ Devon shrugged, “I mean, I am sleeping with my boss, I was hoping she would allow us a day off, what do you think? “
“Very funny, “ she glared at him.
“Come here,” Devon said voice lowered to grow. Anne shifted closer and rested her head on his lap.
“I am sorry, “ she whispered.
“That we can't really take the day off?” he asked, “It sucks, I agree. “
He joked and she pinched him on the nearest spot of bare skin she could find. Devon was only wearing he
