Julie sighed tiredly when she closed the room door. It was as if pushing Andrew out of the room was symbolic of pushing him out of her life, once and for all. However, for some reason she knew this was not the last time she would hear from Andrew.
Julie turned around tepidly and faced Thompson not wanting to see his reaction on all that had taken place just now. Thompson was still standing, his poise still stoic and his expression cold. His eyes were staring at her, as if penetrating her soul. Julie walked over slowly and wrapped herself in his open embrace. What answered her was his muscular arms and an aggressive kiss that took her breath away.
They both broke apart a minute later, gasping for air. Thompson traced her face with his soft touch and spoke slowly, “He didn’t have the right
