Chapter 243

I pressed my lips together to keep from laughing. ‘He doesn’t have time to take a coffee break, let alone chase skirt. We’re colleagues. If you keep accusing me, I’m going to get pissed off.’ ‘Fine,’ he muttered. ‘But no more rides in his car. Take the metro like everyone else.’ ‘Done.’ He didn’t hang up. He just kept talking. Five minutes in, I started sliding down the headboard. Ashton’s voice dropped. ‘Tilt the phone down.’ I did, yawning. ‘What now?’ He didn’t speak. I followed his line of sight, glanced down, saw the collar of my nightshirt gaping wide open. I rolled my eyes. ‘Perv.’ I yanked the phone back up. He made a complaining noise. ‘I’m going to bed now. Night, Ash.’ ‘No, wait—just one more second. Lower it a bit, let me see—’ ‘Use your imagination.’ I hung up. *** I was supposed to meet Ashton at the airport, but Valmont & Cie were hosting a small industry roundtable at their HQ, and I couldn’t bail. I sent him the address to my place and told him to let himself in. The e