Jalen’s POV

Elena closed the door behind her with a soft click that sounded louder in my ears in the quiet office. The morning light sliced through the blinds in harsh stripes across the desk as she leaned on it,

She looked at the panties on the floor again. Then at me.

“I saw her leave,” she said quietly. “Hair was a mess and her legs were still shaking while she walked. I've always wanted that with you, Jalen.”

I stayed silent. There was nothing to say that wouldn’t make ...