Autumn can’t help the disappointed look on her face. “Talking is good, but I had something else in mind,” she replies, sliding her hands up to the top button on his shirt and proceeding to unbutton it.

Blake smiles and his pupils dilate briefly before he recomposes himself. “I really think we should talk before…”

He cuts his sentence short as Autumn untucks his shirt from his pants. She starts working the cloth up over his head, but she isn’t tall ...