He typed furiously, eyes glued to the screen, oblivious to the world. “Honey, I need your opinion on something.” He grunted, fingers flying. She sighed, dropping her robe, “About this negligee?” His brow furrowed deeper, “Yeah, that report needs tightening too.” The scent of her perfume finally stirred his senses. “Oh my!”...
Absorbed by Peggy Rockey
No Warning