
Heading to a meeting with my boss, I unexpectedly ran into his nemesis, who shot me a few glances. My boss raised an eyebrow, clearly puzzled. He asked me, “Do you know him?” I shrugged, replying, “Not really.” But after the meeting wrapped up, the dashing man cornered me against the restroom wall and kissed me fiercely. He murmured, his breath warm against my cheek, “We share a bed every night. You say you don’t know me?”
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