Page 48 of Irresistible Temptation
“Come on,” I said, holding her head as I guided her to follow me toward the door. I peeked my head out, careful not to let my pantless bottom half show or Juliet’s head that was now attached to my body.
“I’m working late,” I called out to the cleaning crew, who whipped their heads up in surprise. “Please, just skip my office for tonight.”
The women nodded, seemingly unaware of the awkward state I was in.
“Yes, Mr. Brandfield,” they said in unison.
Juliet let out a giggle that she quickly muffled with her hands as I shut the door quickly, locking it.
“Shhh.” I laughed, looking down at her awkward position. Her neck was bent at what looked like an uncomfortable angle as she looked up at me helplessly.
“Can you get me untangled now?” she asked.
We both knelt to the floor and I began working at her hair.
“This is the most ridiculous thing that’s ever happened to me…” she said, looking up at me with an amused expression.
“More ridiculous than livestreaming naked?” I asked, arching a brow.
“You’re never going to let that go, are you?” she asked sharply.
“Never.” I shook my head.
I finally untangled the final chunk of hair from my shirt and freed Juliet. She sat up and stretched her neck from side to side before massaging her head.
“Ouch,” she said, wincing slightly.
“I thought we were going to have to cut it,” I said.
“Uh, cutting my hair would be the last option. Cutting your shirt would be the first.”
I laughed as I looked at how damn good she looked kneeling on the carpet in her little white golf outfit, her long blonde hair falling around her in a haphazard mess that screamed sex hair.
“What?” she asked, arching a brow and crossing her arms.
“You’re cute. That’s all.” I shrugged.
“Cute?”
“And sexy…”
“What else?” she asked with a small smile pulling at her lips.
“And smart.”
“Mhmm.”
“And a pain in my ass.”
“True. True.”
“And if I remember correctly…” I said, inching toward her on my knees. “Not wearing any underwear.”
I reached behind her and cupped her bare ass with my hands, lifting her up and laying her on the plush, black rug of my office floor. She let out a little squeal, her fists playfully pounding at my chest.
“Chester!” she cried out.
“Shhh.” I put my fingers to her lips.
