The Barista

She's the most intelligent woman in the world. Except, she doesn't like to show it. She gets involved with one of the wealthiest families, causing one of their sons to fall hard for her.

"Elle." He says softly, his face turning a shade of red in my darkened room. Only the TV light illuminates us but it's enough to see every color and expression on his face. "What are you doing? I thought you said, 'just friends'?"

I swallow my nerves and nod. I feel shaky! I'm so nervously aroused that I am shaky, and I've never felt shaky from just sitting on a man's lap. I don't know what's about to happen. I don't even know if I'm going to sleep with him. But I'm not letting him leave without kissing him. And I think I know I would be lying to myself if I said this was only going to be a kiss. I'm so freaking aroused that I'm fighting the tremble inside of me and feel numb in my face.

"I did say, 'just friends.'. But sometimes I lie."