Archer’s POV
The knock on my office door startles me and I groan as I check my watch and realise that I promised Janet a cup of coffee over half an hour ago and had yet to make it. She’d obviously got fed up with waiting and was coning to tell me she’d make them instead.
Ever since she’d walked in on Gaciela and I, Janet had been careful to knock before entering, saying she didn’t want or need visual proof of me taking her advice if I chose too.
I hadn’t told her about Friday night, if I’m honest, I didn’t want to share it with anyone. It had been one of the best nights of my life and had by far been the best s*x I’d ever had, telling other people made it feel cheap and I didn’t want that.
As I called out for Janet to enter, I buried my head in the filing cabinet I’d been scouring thro
