Chapter 61

• I knocked on the door of a room tucked into the back hallways of the museum. They called it the old wing since it was a part of the original building before the renovation. Mr. Morris opened the door, and inside, the room was smaller than his office, with a large table in the middle and not much room for anything else.
• He shut the door firmly and positioned himself between me and the door leaning against the table. He was as stone-cold as ever. It took everything in me to hold his gaze as he searched for words to say. I was already so aroused just being near him that my nipples ached, and my clit demanded attention. This was it, and I knew it. I mentally prepared for the embarrassing conversation, ultimately resulting in the loss of my job.
• After what seemed like hours went by, he gently cleared his throat. "Vera, I just want to apologize immensely for what you walked in on earlier. I have no excuse for my actions, and I hope you can forgive me and we can move forward. However, I would completely understand if you'd like to leave." He didn't look at me but instead at my hands as they fiddled with anxiety. Was he just as embarrassed as I was?