Salome grins at me from her desk at the reception.
"Good morning Mrs Jordan?" She asks cheerfully and a thrill runs through me. This is the first time I'm not getting annoyed when someone calls me that.
"Good morning." I answer, flashing her a smile as I walk towards my office.
I am in high spirits. My lips are still tingling from the sensation and my skin is sensitive and on fire. Three manuscripts are awaiting on my desk and I sit down to read them.
I'm so engrossed in the story that I don't realize that time is running out. I'm more than halfway through when the office phone rings, making me jump in my seat.
I lift the earpiece from the cradle and I clear my throat before speaking.
Salome's impatient voice flows to my ear.
"Mrs Jordan, someone is here to see you."
"Who is it?"
