Chapter 124 – Mini Bar

• Kent only pauses for a second when he looks at me as I come back out of the closet, but it’s enough to make a slow smile creep over my face. I cross the room back to him and lean casually against the tiny bar, wiggling my hips a little in an attempt to get him to look at me again. The underwear set that I’ve chosen can…well, it’s so flimsy that it barely deserves to be called underwear.
• But I look damn good in it. And Kent knows it, even if he’s pretending he doesn’t.
• He shifts his eyes to mine briefly before returning to his process. “Do you mind, Fay?” he asks quietly, nudging my elbow away from its place on the bar. “It’s a small work area.”