He took the coffee mug from me, his blue eyes flashing over my boobs for a second. His lips were drawn into a thin, tight line. I smiled innocently back at him and leaned back with my elbows on the counter, giving him full view of my impressive rack.
“Rough day, huh.” I attempted drawing him into conversation.
“Some of us has to work while the other stays home and looks pretty.” He lifted one side of his lip in a sardonic smile.
“Poor baby.” I sighed and sashayed away towards the living room, swinging my hips just a little more than usual. I could feel his eyes burning holes in my jeans. Take that Mr. Barrington the third. He followed me and was just about to sit down when the Ms. Vandervalk stopped at the front gate.
“Right on time.” James said as he pressed the button to open for her. Her Mini Cooper sped down the driveway and came to a screeching halt in front of the garage. “Let’s get this over with.”
