"Call in sick. Take a day off," Steven coaxed, crossing the room to wrap his arms around my waist. He kissed my neck, trailing up to my ear. "Stay here and make love to me all day."

"Steven, where were you last weekend?"

"Working," he said, reaching for me, but I shrugged out of his grasp and crossed the room to my clothes lying on the bed.

"Steven, it's just that I'm running late for work," I stammered, slipping into my white lace panties, and then fastening my ...