#Chapter 124 – Mini Bar
Kent only pauses for a second when he looks at me as I come back out of the closet, but it’s enough to make a slow smile creep over my face. I cross the room back to him and lean casually against the tiny bar, wiggling my hips a little in an attempt to get him to look at me again. The underwear set that I’ve chosen can…well, it’s so flimsy that it barely deserves to be called underwear.
But I look damn good in it. And Kent knows it, even if he’s pretending he doesn’t.
He shifts his eyes to mine briefly before returning to his process. “Do you mind, Fay?” he asks quietly, nudging my elbow away from its place on the bar. “It’s a small work area.”
“I do mind,” I sigh, leaning forward and allowing my elbow to taking up more space as I place my chin in my palm, l
