Chapter Eleven
EDWIN WALKED INTO House of Joe’s and ordered a coffee before taking a table by the window. He had called the office and told Sammy he would be running late, blaming it on a meeting with a possible client. The truth was, however, that he just wasn’t ready to go into the office and face Andrea, not after he kissed her last night, a kiss that he thought about all night long and even woke up thinking about. A kiss he enjoyed more than he thought he would.
On the drive home and until he fell asleep, he kept replaying their conversation in his head. He had been right in his assumption that she knew something about the b**m lifestyle; he just hadn’t known she was in it as much as she admitted to him last night. Her admission had kept him hard all night long, though. It had also b
