Chloe looked at him. There was no pressure in his gaze, just an invitation. She thought about her spreadsheets, her deadlines, and the life she had meticulously built for herself. A younger Chloe might have said yes instantly, abandoning her responsibilities for a whirlwind romance. A more cynical Chloe might have said no, fearing the disruption.
"The board meeting ran over," Chloe replied, accepting the glass of sparkling water he offered. "The new acquisition is proving… spirited." chloe mature sex
"You're late," Marcus said, appearing at her elbow. He didn’t sound annoyed; he sounded observant. Chloe looked at him