The Returning Ex

The aphrodisiac was strong, and Sophia wondered what the perpetrator wanted from him when that person did this. Halfway through, she winced at him. “That should be it, John. The aphrodisiac should be dying down now.”

John regained some of his composure, so he snorted. Sophia could hear his breathing, for he was right beside her. “Don’t you love this?” he said hoarsely. John wouldn’t say that, usually, but the aphrodisiac worked too well.

Sophia closed her eyes and let herself go. “Oh, of course I love it. I want it that way.”

John paused, and Sophia knew her luscious voice lit his flames. Well, he can’t be angry, since he doesn’t have the right to. Not when he forced himself on me.

A moment later, Sophia heard someone twisting the doorknob. “What are you doing locking the door, Sophia? Come out right now! I can’t find Boss!” Sophia pursed her lips and patted John’s shoulder, then he stopped, responding to the request.

but Zack kept quiet for

“Oh, um, carry on, then.” He sounded awkward, and Sophia covered

left. Panting, Sophia asked,

smiled and

say. It was merry outside, and since this room wasn’t soundproof, she could

asked, “Why are you here?” He was trying to find somewhere to cool down alone, or until Zack found him,

beside John back then looked