Chapter 4

My head felt foggy, but the steady rhythm of Payton's movements was strangely comforting.

Slowly, I reached out and slipped my arm around his waist.

When I woke up the next morning, my hand was still resting on Payton's waist.

Without thinking, I gave it a gentle squeeze. 'He really does feel nice,' I thought to myself.

"Still want more?" Payton asked.

I still wasn't used to hearing my assistant say things like that first thing in the morning.

Instinctively, I pretended not to understand.

"I blacked out last night. I don't remember a thing. We're both adults, so let's…