Her warmth still lingered on his skin, the trace of her perfume clinging stubbornly to his shirt as if determined to haunt him. Every fiber of his being urged him to turn back, to steal just a little more time in her orbit. But the memory of her mother’s warning loomed larger, sharper. He pictured walking into the office to face that cutting gaze, and an shiver ran through him. A temptation wrapped in mischief. He might just make it through the workday without getting fired. But resisting her? That was another challenge entirely.

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