Lina knew she shouldn't stay in his office for too long. He'd let her stay for as long as she pleased. But she didn't want to distract him from his work. With great curiosity, Lina watched as his hand grazed the floor, picking up a laptop that had fallen to the wayside as they screwed; he went back to work like it was no big deal. She blinked in disbelief, noticing the screen had barely cracked. Wow, was the computer made of military-grade materials?
Kaden began to type on his computer, continuing his report. He rested his chin on her forehead, reminding her that he was still aware of her presence.
Lina felt small in his hold. His arms were on either side of her, his fingers rapidly clicking on the keyboard. She felt his body heat burning at her back. He was warm. And smelled good.
