Chapter 25
He raised an eyebrow. “What?”
“Are you sure you want a cat?”
Quinn looked amused. “We’re discussing this after the house is finished, remember?”
“Okay.”
“Mark?”
“Yeah?”
“The WBIS.”
“What about… shit.” I’d have to notify them that I wouldn’t be in until next week. “I’ll call HR first thing tomorrow morning.”
“I can’t begin to tell you—”
“Then don’t.”
He kissed me, rubbing his lips over my mouth, getting me hot and hard. Then he stepped back. “I think we should make a list of everyone we’ve called and who still needs to be called,” he said
“Good idea. Get busy.” I pinched his ass and began stacking cups and saucers on a tray.
“Mark, would you mind if we didn’t…” Quinn’s voice trailed off.
“If we didn’t what?”