Chapter Fifty

Celina's POV

"Hi," I said when I looked at Jefferson, who had just come from his office. I stood up from my chair and met him half way and kissed him. Yes, the kind of kiss like there's no tomorrow. And I hope it'll end up with me bending over on the table. Or maybe not, as our lips separated and he looked at me.

"Missed me?" He asked, grinning.

"So much," I replied happily,

"Me too." And we both laughed.

"Why are you not done yet?" He asked.

"I can't think of anything."

"Well, that's new." He said and pulled me back to the table and sat on his chair with me on his lap. He looked into my laptop and started looking into my designs. "They all looked good."

"Yeah, but I didn't want them to just look good. I want them to be perfect. I had a feeling that there was something missing and I couldn't point out what it was." I replied. "How's your work?" I asked because I didn't want to talk about my designs anymore. I don't know why I was not in the mood the whole day. I t happens to m