Miraculously, the boss of The Baileys was well-behaved that night, never crossing the line.
"Anna Jadwin... Anna..." He murmured against her lips, his breath heavy and eyes affectionate, as if reminiscing about their sweet past.
Anna's eyes were hazy, and with one hand hooked around his neck, she was almost lost in her emotions, forgetting everything.
"Do you want me?" He asked in a hoarse voice.
"..."
"Say you want me, and we can be like we were before." His warm and gentle voice whispered in her ear.
Anna's mind was suddenly filled with the impossibilities, and with both hands pushing against his chest in refusal, she said, "Get away from me."
It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her!
Anna turned her face away, "Don't dream it! Why would I ever want you?"
Wayne Bailey supported himself on the bed with both hands, his pupils constricted as he gazed at her flushed face, her sweat-soaked hair, and her tightly intertwined legs...
