Dermot's pov
I felt so good in my new image, I looked powerful, and I felt powerful. I was in a gray suit, designed for lawyers, my red hair was sleek and shiny having brushed it a hundred times. I did my makeup, taking special care with my lipstick.
Carter whistled from behind me, he has been doing that since I had my bath.
"You look exquisite," he commented, eyeing me up and down.
Left for him, he would not want to go to work today. He tries so many times to keep me in bed but I resisted every minute till he gave up.
Not that he did, fully.
"Thank you, baby," I told him. He was wearing the new cufflinks I gave him. He showed me how grateful he was over and over again till I nearly passed out.
It started with us showering together, we could barely keep our hands off each other. He was hungry for me as I was for him.
I got out of the shower, he was already waiting for me so we could go to bed together but I had other plans for us.
