Her Dad’s Best Friend novel Chapter 5

Lincoln

When she spins around, her nipples are hard, poking out.

“Come over here.” The coffee cups are sitting on one corner of my desk. She sits down in the chair in front of my desk.

“What do you need, sir?” She looks like I’m going to pull out an iron maiden or something.

“I want to talk to you about your emails.”

“What emails?” I can see her pulse pick up in her throat.

“The ones that you’ve been sending to your best friend, Kelly.”

Her face gets a little paler. “I can’t…you haven’t…did you read them?”

“I did.”

If possible, she grows even more pale.

“I can explain.”

I motion for her to continue. Her hand goes to twirl a curl around her finger.

“I just…I can’t…”

I stand up and put a finger on her lips.

“I read all of them.”