He is pushed away from my pounding heart by my ferocious flush. I leap off my desk, arrange my clothes, and style my hair before leaving.
You must escape before Nate arrives because I can assure you that he will use his bare hands to take off your face.
He chuckles as he approaches to place his hands around my waist. "Are you sure you don't want me to fix the issue in your leg area?"
"Yes, I'd love you, too."
He catches his breath and gives me a wide-eyed smile as if he just won the lotto. "R-Really?"
I chuckle, "No, now get out."
He glares at me and adds aggressively, "Don't joke about that sh*t.
I croon as I lean over to kiss his lips, "Aw, you'll get over it soon, baby." "Buzz off now."
He whimpers, "No," and presses his head into the back of my neck.
"Robert," I chuckle. You must depart; I'll speak with you later.
He murmurs, "Promise," while planting kisses on my neck.
"I swear,"
