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react too. I hope I'm able to help him through today. He's not had a lot of contact with his father. I know he's harboring resentment, which I cannot blame him for. I feel it's my responsibility to make sure that he gets back on the right track with his father. Somehow I want to see their relationship improve. It seems that, since he met me, his relationship with Alistair has been rocky, at best. Every argument has been about me. Every upset word seems to somehow relate back to me. I feel responsible.
    He slowly pulls me closer to him, kissing me on my shoulder. "Morning, beautiful."
    "Morning."
    "Let's quit work and stay in bed forever. What do you say?"
    "But how would we pay for food, bills, gasoline and—"
    "Okay, okay. I get it, spoil sport."
    I giggle and kiss him gently on his soft lips. Just because it's not a logical idea doesn't mean I don't like it.
    "First day back at work, how do you really feel about it?"
    "I'll be alright as long as I know you're there to keep me focused. How are you feeling about it?"
    "Don't worry about me. I wasn't the one they took away in handcuffs."
    He leans over me and kisses me gently. "I'm fine. Nothing to worry about." He tries to reassure me. I sit up in our bed, sigh and fake a smile. I get up and head to the closet and pull out our clothes for the day. I choose a gray suit with a white shirt and gray tie for Aiden and a black skirt and white top for myself. I place them on the bed as he slowly gets up. I swear I don't know how he managed to get up for work before I came along. He stands in front of me in all his naked glory. He smiles at me, knowing that I'm staring at his masculine physique.
    "Liking the view?"
    "Loving it."
    He moves closer and pulls my body against his. He moves my hair from my shoulder and gently kisses my neck. My eyes close in reaction to his touch. My lips part as I start to feel an ache in my core. He slowly kisses up my neck to the edge of my jaw and then across my cheek until his lips meet mine. His kiss is slow and tender. He holds me around my waist, tight, so tight. Every part of my body is against his. I feel his erection starting to grow against me while we kiss softly.
    "Babe," I whisper through muffled kisses.
    "Mmm," he moans back.
    I move my arms so they're gripping his strong biceps, and I slowly push him away from me. "We have to get ready for work."
    He looks at me pouting his bottom lip, making me giggle. I roll my eyes at him and kiss him once more quickly on the lips.
    "Tease," he whispers into my mouth.
    "You think that was teasing? Wait for this." I push him onto the bed. He grins and raises his eyebrows. I crawl on top of him, kissing from his hips up his stomach to his collarbone, along his jaw, and finally making my way to his mouth. I straddle him. I kiss him, forcing my tongue into his mouth. He groans loudly. His hands make their way to my ass as I sit atop his groin. I feel his erection growing again beneath me. I start to move my hips slowly, grinding circles on top of him. He moans deeply in response.
    "You still think I'm a tease?" I ask seductively, kissing him stronger. His breathing starts to quicken as I move my hips a little faster on top of him.
    "I think you're beautiful," he says breathlessly.
    I take my lips from his and sit up, still straddling him. He looks at me intently.
    "We have to get ready for work now," I say with a smirk.
    "Are you kidding me?"
    I get off him, stand up, and walk to the end of the bed. I dress while he stares at me. He finally smiles and sits up.
    "You. Are. Trouble. Jenifer Taylor, I'm going to be horny all day now because of your little stunt," he says with a slight chuckle.
    "I know, but you love me anyway."
    "Yeah, I suppose I do." He walks over and kisses me on the cheek.
    Once dressed, we walk to the kitchen, eat breakfast, and then make our way down to the parking garage, where Mike awaits us patiently.
    "Morning, Mike."
    "Good morning, Miss Taylor, Mr. O'Connell," he says, dipping his