Derek was still holding me tight. His warm skin was plastered against mine. Marsh stood there looking at us, and I don't think it bothered him one bit that Derek was naked. In my short, satin robe I was showing more than my fair share of skin, too. I was trying hard not to blush or become aroused, but the longer Derek held me the more difficult it was becoming.
Finally, his grip relaxed and Derek took one step back. His eyes were the deep, sapphire blue I was familiar with and I hid my smile when I realized my robe matched his eyes almost exactly. He dropped a brief kiss on my lips, released his handful of my hair, and looked at Marsh.
"Thank you for being concerned about her, but next time knock louder, okay?"
Marsh dropped his eyes and blushed a faint pink, "You got it, Boss."
