He’s hard. And he’s huge. I can feel him against my belly. Warmth gushes through me, pooling between my legs. It’s been so long and I know instinctively that any sexual time spent with Cash would be earth-shattering, soul-screaming, body-rocking time.
M. LeightonI love the smell of sunshine.
M. LeightonInsanity is a requirement to live in our house. You know that.
M. LeightonCome on. We gotta let this baby go and get some pictures.
M. LeightonWell, anyway, good luck tonight. That’s all I really wanted to say. Go back to bed. Get your beauty rest. Not that you’ll need it.
M. LeightonWhat is this? The land of misfit models?
M. LeightonI don't want to die," she repeated, her voice trembling. "I want to live. I want to live life with all its emotions, all its experiences. I don't want to miss anything. But i feel like i will. I feel like i'm living on borrowed time.
M. LeightonOh, come on. Is that all you got?
M. LeightonI know we just met and i know this is gonna sound crazy, but if i could fix it, i would. I'd do anything to never have to see you sad or worried again.
M. LeightonBut you don’t get social with your employees,” I remind him quietly.
“I’d made an exception for you.” His face is getting close and closer. Slowly. A centimetre at a time.
“But it’s your rule.”
“I’ll break it for you,” he whispers.
“No, don’t do that,” I say breathlessly.
“Fine, then you’re fired,” he says just as his lips meet mine.
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