Page 100 of Sins of the Father

“You’re officially the coolest woman ever.”

I slide up, clean myself up with another tissue, then clean him up as well.

“Are you cleaning my dick right now?”

“Yep.”

He chuckles. “Have you thought of everything?”

I peck him on the lips then rise from his lap. “Maybe. Time to pull your pants up. Chop, chop,” I tease, clapping my hands.

He stands and secures his pants, and I hold out his suit jacket. He slides his arms in, and I go to the front of him and straighten his tie.

He puts his arms around me. “Harper.”

I look up. “Hmm?”

“It’s good to have you back. I don’t like to see you upset.”

“I have you to thank for that, don’t I?”

“Mmm, can you say that after this visit?”

I laugh then seriously say, “Thank you. What you did was beyond generous.”

He strokes my cheek. “Next time you have a problem, why don’t you tell me, and we can see if we can figure it out together.”

My flutters take off again. “Okay.”

He smiles, and the alarm rings again. “Five-minute warning.” I pull my makeup and mirror out of my purse, quickly fix my face, then throw them back in my bag.

“You’re incredible,” he brags.

I lock my hands behind his head. “No, you are.”

We kiss again, and I slap his ass. “Okay, off to your meeting. You don’t want to be late.”

“I’ll walk you to the elevator.” He puts his hand on my back and leads me out of his office. We pass Shira’s desk.

“Good seeing you again, Harper. Will you be at the charity event with Steven tomorrow night?”

“What event?” Steven asks.

“It was added this morning. Mr. Dudmeyer sent an email about the governor’s campaign ball tomorrow night.”

Steven groans. “I’m not—”

“He said it’s nonnegotiable and will see you there.”

Steven freezes.

“Well, should I tell him you need two tickets or one?” Shira asks.

Steven shakes his head and glances at the ceiling.

I squeeze his hand and tell Shira, “Tell Mr. Dudmeyer he needs two tickets.”

She smiles. “Will do.”

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