“Okay, let’s get to work.” She declared. “Work can wait.” He said taking Ally’s glass and returning it to the bar area. “But I thought you said…” She trailed off. “It can wait Ally.” He said softly. “Kyle what are your expectations?” Ally questioned. “What do you want?” “I don’t want you to work for me Ally.”
She was taken aback for a moment.”What do you mean? I need this job!” A wave of panic started to rise in her throat. To Kyle’s dismay Ally began to weep. Not knowing what else to do he sat down beside her on the couch and cradled her in her arms. She was so soft and she smelled wonderful. For what seemed like an eternity he sat there holding her allowing her to weep. Ally’s eyes met his and Kyle leaned in to kiss her. His lips pressed firmly on hers, his tongue sweeping and probing the soft tissue of her mouth. He pulled Ally closer to him pressing her soft round breasts to his chest. He trailed kisses down the side of her neck from her ear to her collarbone. His breath was hot against her skin making her want to feel his mouth all over her body. “Not here.” Kyle said breathlessly. He picked her up and carried her down the long hallway to what Ally assumed was his bedroom.
