He took my hand, and instead shaking it, brought it to his lips and kissed the knuckles softly. Wilcox closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose as he sighed. I look forward to your… you know… Based on the data I’ve seen, I still think we are getting you at a bargain if you accept.” He smiled, sliding a stack of papers to me. As I pulled out the paperwork, it took a good thirty seconds for me to actually understand what I was reading. I let it drip down my face, my chin, mix with my spittle as it ran down my neck and made wet spots on my sheer blouse. The naughty executive had gotten me rather drunk, and I was feeling very interested in how the rest of the afternoon and evening might turn out. “Miss Davies,” Mr. Once we are sure it will not be needed, it will be thoroughly destroyed.
