Chapter Sixty-Seven

I moaned as he pulled my shirt down. Well, more like squealed.

“Carter, what has gotten into you?” I asked.

At first, he didn’t answer. He just gave me more kisses and pawed at my front. He felt my tits through my shirt, grabbimg at me. I finally had to shove him off of me.

He just grinned at me, though. “What’s the matter? Don’t you like sneaking around a little bit?”

I pulled my blouse back up over my shoulder. “You’re laying it on a little thick, don’t you think?”

He shrugged. I could see his smile fading a little bit. “I’m just kinda stressed out over this investigation. How are you holding up, by the way?”

I shrugged. “I’m glad it’s not my face all over the news.”

He grimaced. “Yeah. I’m used to the spotlight, but I am glad you’ve been spared from it this time. That’s why I had us meet down here. I wanted to get some release earlier, but I do think someone’s listening to my office.”

I crossed my arms. “And this roo