JANE
"Shit!"
He gently brought me down and made me stand before pulling my bra down and then my top while I just watched him in a haze, not understanding what happened.
"Sorry. We'll continue this later." His voice was full of regret as he pressed a soft kiss on my forehead and backed away. He untied my hands and I smoothened my top and hair.
"Wait a minute," he said, looking at the door while already buttoning his shirt.
I walked up to him and removed the rubber band that was holding his bun together, which was now in a mess. Once his hair was open, I detangled them with my fingers while he finished adjusting his shirt and slipped the tie into his pocket.
When he was decent again, he turned to me with a faint smile and said,
"I'm sending you home. I'll be back by the night." He pecked on my lips before adding, "Love you."
