As Kate sat, confused, broken, then determined, Henry and Erin entered the CEO's office.
Henry closed the door and pointed at the guest chair facing his desk, "Sit there."
Erin stared at the chair, pouted, and shook her head, "I don't like that chair, Mr. Grant, the cushion is so uncomfortable."
"Uncomfortable?" Henry already knew where this conversation was headed. This bitch was really impatient. It made him nauseous just being in the same room as her. "Then you should sit on the long sofa."
"I don't like it there either."
"Then, where do you want to sit?" Henry asked. He lifted his hand from Erin's shoulder and walked to the CEO's chair.
Erin grinned perversely as her eyes shamelessly landed on Henry's strong thighs. His pants fit him well, hugging his thighs as if they were made for him, they wrapped around his legs nicely, including the area around his crotch.
