Why Did You Do It?
I felt the heat of his hand slide down from the back of my waist to my hips before he began cupping my buttocks in his hands, squeezing it softly.
“It wasn’t this office though…” I said as I smiled sweetly at him.
“You’re right…” Edward replied with a nod before his hands slid down and under the fabric of my dress to caress the back of my upper thighs.
“I’ve always wondered what you were thinking…on that day…” I said as I reached out a hand and touched his dark hair, playing with it with my fingertips.
“I thought that I was superhuman for being able to resist doing that to you for almost a week after your internship started…” Edward said, and I couldn’t tell how much of it was true and how much of it was a joke.
“No seriously. What were you thinking, Edward? Why did you do it?” I asked.