Lance ran his hand through his hair, feeling the frustration running through his body. Until now, he was bothered by the turn of events. He was not expecting that he would end up in such a complicated situation.
He had been reviewing the papers before him, but all his eyes saw were the image of her beautiful face, remembering the way her body moved with his.
"Aaahhh!" Shouting his annoyance at how his body and mind were reacting to her. He was like a schoolboy who just had started having sex. He could not control his need to have her.
He stood up from his chair, going to the side of his table and taking a full glass of scotch. He should not be drinking at work, but he had a valid reason.
Taking a large swig before swallowing a mouthful, he returned to his seat, hoping that it was enough to relax him. He settled the glass on the side of his table, returning to his work.
