Chapter Forty-Eight
His lips ghosted into a smile before he pulled his hand away and then moved back to his perch on the desk.
“Thank you, Demon.”
He dipped his head towards me. “I like taking care of you. I wanted to talk about earlier, after I spanked you when you ran from me.”
I took a sip of water, trying to ignore the way my heart started to race at the mention of his punishment and the reward. Swallowing, I sat the water bottle down onto the little end table beside the couch. “I didn’t run from you.”
“Yes, you did and you lied to me earlier.” He said, resting his hands on the desk behind him. It had to be illegal for someone to look as sexy as he did right now, the way that vest seemed to hug his trim waist. The black button-up shirt stretched over his chest, even the way he had
