My Unforgivable Mate novel Chapter 93

"You're up earlier then usual." He puts his cup down to stand towering over me.

"Yes, I have a meeting to prepare for." I notice his hand subtly slipping around my waist to pull me in.

"Ah," Coffee wonders off his breath, "I see." With the morning runs he still does and his opening shifts, it's no surprise he's up this early too. Leaning in, he puts our lips together.

The weight of him makes the side of our counter dig into my back before he picks me up and I run a hand up his chest, "You look good," he kisses before my ear, "Will I get to see what's underneath this?"

"Nothing but a mark on my shoulder." He pulls always to meet my eyes.

"Nothing.." He parrots back to me, I raise and eyebrow. I watch his hand disappears up my dress for him to check for himself. "Damn I'm pretty forgetful," he breaks into a wide grin after confirmation, "you're gonna have to remind me what shoulder this mark is on."

"Nice try." I pull his hand out form my dress before any fingers go slipping anywhere. "I have to go." He takes me form the waist and lift me off the table, together we walk to the front where he grabs my shoes and hang bag that I left yesterday.

I slip into comfortable flats before making my way out and to my car. The door is opened for me and I get in before Tomas opens the passenger door to drop my things in next to me, he then makes his way back to my window and I start my car to roll it down.

"Here you go," He hands me a Lili and I take it before adding it to the three other single flowers he already got me this week: a rose, a yellow dandelion, an aster. I kept them in a cup holder and now I'm adding a forget me not flower to the mix of colours.

I mean he does grow these so I can't really complain about him picking them off. "Thank you."

"Don't over work yourself."

"I won't."

He pecks me once more. "I love you."

"I know," I kiss him back, "I love you." I pull back into my car. "Okay, don't forget dinner!" He nods as I roll my window back up, I buckle myself in before moving the car forward, even at the end of the road he still stands there until I turn to lose him.

At work I move up to the elevator that takes me to my floor where I'm greeted by my secretary. "Morning boss."

"Good morning Louise." I smile at her going into my office. The meeting I have to attend starts in less then thirty minutes.