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“
So
,
on
your
desk
,
that
’
s
been
a
dream
?
”
I
ask
dryly
,
trying
humor
to
lighten
the
atmosphere
between
us
.
He
smiles
an
enigmatic
smile
that
doesn
’
t
reach
his
eyes
,
and
I
know
immediately
this
is
not
the
first
time
he
’
s
had
sex
on
his
desk
.
The
thought
is
unwelcome
.
I
squirm
uncomfortably
as
my
postcoital
glow
evaporates
.
“
I
’
d
better
go
and
have
a
shower
.
”
I
stand
and
start
to
move
past
him
.
He
frowns
and
runs
a
hand
through
his
hair
.
“
I
’
ve
got
a
couple
more
calls
to
make
.
I
’
ll
join
you
for
breakfast
once
you
’
re
out
of
the
shower
.
I
think
Mrs
.
Jones
has
laundered
your
clothes
from
yesterday
.
They
’
re
in
the
closet
.
”
What
?
When
the
hell
did
she
do
that
?
Jeez
,
could
she
hear
us
?
I
flush
.
“
Thank
you
,
”
I
mutter
.
“
You
’
re
most
welcome
,
”
he
replies
automatically
,
but
there
’
s
an
edge
to
his
voice
.
I
’
m
not
saying
thank
you
for
fucking
me
.
Although
,
it
was
very
…
“
What
?
”
he
asks
,
and
I
realize
I
’
m
frowning
.
