Tilting her head back, she looked at me with surprise. “Is he bringing the baby with him?
I grinned, loving that she wanted to meet my niece. “Of course. He hates going anywhere without Sadie or Bronte.”
“Neat,” she whispered, a grin taking over her face. “Can we use the teepee?”
Kissing her softly, I nodded. “Absolutely. We’ll get it all set up for her to use.”
“Not that this isn’t cute and all,” Remy interrupted, “but don’t you have some paperwork to finish?”
I’d been grumbling all day about having to do more fucking forms, so the reminder wasn’t welcome.
Flashing him a glare, I caught Addy’s hand. “Do you have to go back to work?”
“Nope. I’m done for the day. Nonna helped me with some of the parts I was stuck on, and I had a Zoom call with the producer and the orchestral conductor today so we could run through it all.”
Putting my hand on the base of her back, I guided her toward the office. “So, can you stay with me while I do this shit?”
“Just consider me your naughty secretary,” she winked.
“I like the idea of that. What exactly did the producer and orchestra guy say about the song?”
I was intrigued by the work going into this song. This was where the internet and things like FaceTime and Zoom were worth their weight in gold. She didn’t have to be in LA. Adrienne could stay here where we could see each other whenever we wanted, and she still got the work done.
“They were awesome as always. I’m working with the conductor tomorrow to fix a couple of areas I’ve had issues with, so I’m excited about that. He’s a great guy and even worked with the Philharmonic Orchestra.”
Heck, even I knew what that was. “Whoa, that’s huge. Why’d he leave?”
Tipping her head back to grin at me, she said, “He got poached by Hollywood, of course.”
Opening the door to the office for her, I waved her in ahead of me. Remy had closed all of the blinds while he was in here earlier to keep it as cool as possible, so it took a moment for my eyes to adjust.
“Wow, it’s like walking from one world into another, isn’t it?” Addy muttered, blinking as she got used to the change in light. “Did Remy turn the air conditioning to arctic, too?”
Admittedly, it was fucking freezing. I had to sleep with mine like this because I couldn’t sleep without a duvet, but he kept ice cold all the time.
“That’s Remy. He does it in his house, and I always walk out feeling like a melting snowman.”
Sitting down behind my desk, I pushed back to make enough room for Addy to sit on my lap. Surprising me, she hopped up onto my desk and wrapped her hands around the edge of it as she swung her legs and looked at me.
“I missed you today. I don’t know why, but it was hard to be away from you.” The words were said so softly that I almost missed them.
Almost.
Scooting forward so that I was between her legs, I smiled up at her. “I missed you, too, baby.”
With Addy on the desk, my face came to mid-neck on her, with my head tilted back as I spoke. Cupping my face in her hands, she kissed me softly before pulling away and leaving me wanting more. Then again, I always wanted more when it came to her. Nothing ever seemed to be enough.
That’s why I pulled her closer and kissed her again. It went from hot to scorching in a matter of seconds, and before I knew it, I had her tank top and bra off and was working on her jeans.
“We can’t do this in here,” she panted against my lips. “Anyone could walk in.”
Tugging at the waistband of her jeans, I began working them down her thighs. “I locked the door when we came in. I didn’t want anyone ruining our peace.”
It happened more often than people would think.
This information shattered any hesitation Addy had because she lay down on the desk and started wiggling out of her jeans and panties. She was only wearing flip-flops, and they were lost as I pulled her pants the rest of the way off her.
My fantasy became a reality as I stared at her lying naked on my desk.
“Holy shit.” I rubbed my jaw, so lost in what I was seeing that a bomb could have gone off next to us, and I doubt I’d have noticed it.
Lowering my head, I gently skimmed my nose across the bottom of her abdomen, breathing deeply. “You’re everything, Adrienne.”
Before she could reply, I shifted positions and lifted her legs over my shoulders, opening her pussy up for me.
“I think we need a desk in our bedroom. It puts you at the perfect height for me to eat you.”