evie

“Are you sure no one’s going to see us?” I ask, following him into the small office in the back of the bar.

“Yeah, I’m sure,” he promises quietly as he flicks the light on, pushing the door shut. “Even if I wasn’t, I don’t think I care right now,” he admits, his hands moving to my waist, his lips almost immediately on mine. “That was hot as fuck, baby.”

“Hmm,” I smirk, my eyes dancing in a combination of amusement and arousal. “Well, that guy’s pretty stupid. Keep him around and I’m sure you’ll see plenty,” I chuckle