“C’mon, spill.” I tell him with a slight chuckle. “Charley, can I ask you something?” he says, lovingly stroking my back as I rest my head on his chest. “Good morning, Darling.” I say when we finally break the kiss. “Good morning Gorgeous,” he smiles warmly at me “how was breakfast?”
“Mmmmm… It didn’t take long for our romantic involvement to be well known in the institute, in fact, both CEOs had already known (though they didn’t pry, apart from asking if it was true and leaving it at that) and walking from the meeting to the therapist, I was stopped by about 20 people with the same question, followed by congratulations. “What is it?” I ask, stopping by the edge of the dresser. I won’t go into dinner too much, suffice to say we turned a few heads and caused a few whispers amongst the others in the room. To say that some of the girls were extremely jealous would still be wide of the mark. “C’mon, spill.” I tell him with a slight chuckle.
