“No, thank you! I have to work!” Ann squeaked suddenly, shaking her head voraciously as she backed away.
Maeve roared at her furiously and Ann angrily shut her out as Adam watched her every movement, as if he wanted to devour every inch of her. She was struggling to think straight under this amount of pressure.
“I can make my own way to work, Adam, I don’t want to inconvenience you,” Ann announced, trying and failing to keep the tremor from her voice.
Adam chuckled.
“It’s no inconvenience. I insist on being the one to take you to work. I won’t have my Luna wandering around with her arousal so easily recognized.” He answered firmly, almost possessively
Ann shuddered.
This was not how her morning was supposed to have started.
As Ann shut the car door behind her and she watched Adam speed off, she let out a sigh of relief.
The journey had been almost unbearable because of the sexual tension between them both.