"You're distracting me."

"How?"

"You're staring," I say, returning my attention to the computer monitor.

"And?"

"It's rude to stare."

"I'm only looking at what's mine," she replies brazenly.

"Not yet, little Bint. You haven't signed yet."

I turn my head to look at her then, knowing that her expression will be priceless. Her eyes are wide and her mouth open.

Leaning across my desk, I kiss her briefly.

"Soon," I say quietly before ...