Dey Bared to You RuLit Net
I found him in his home office, a room I hadn't been in before.
I didn't get a good look at the space at first because the only lighting came from an angled
picture light on the wall and a barrister's lamp on his polished wood desk. Plus my eyes were more
interested in focusing on him. He looked utterly sensual and compelling sprawled in his big black
leather chair. He held a tulip glass of some liquor that he warmed between his hands and the beauty
of his flexing biceps sent tingles racing through me, as did the tight lacing of muscles on his
abdomen.
His gaze was on the wall illuminated by the picture light, which snagged my attention, too. I
was startled when I saw the art-a huge collage of blown-up photos of him and me: the picture of our
kiss on the street outside the gym...a shot of us from the press gauntlet at the advocacy dinner...a
candid of the tender aftermath of our fight in Bryant Park...
annaabi.ee 
