Saint To Slut In Just Seven Days: Tuesday P.M.
I enjoyed the fresh air and the walk did have me feeling revitalised. When I returned to the office, I took Stefan his croissant and turned to walk out again but he called out to me. “Sam?” I turned back and smiled at him but he seemed suddenly stuck for words. I waited while he stumbled over himself until he found his voice again. “Ah, Samantha, it gets a bit too quiet in here at times. Do you mind sitting and having your lunch with me? Unless, of course, you have something else you need to do.” I smiled at him and felt a shiver of excitement go through me. It felt nice to be wanted. “Of course.” I pulled a chair across and sat on the opposite side of his desk. We sat and …