We had the hottest morning sex. It was the first time I’d had morning sex too. I never knew the beauty of it until now.Shawn nearly went crazy with desire and so did I. It was the longest we’ve had since last night too. However, this time, Shawn climaxed first.The sun peeked through the curtains, leaving the room with a warm glow. I stretched my limbs and felt the aftertaste of last night's and this morning’s intimacy clinging to my skin like a sweet perfume.We both had thoughtlessly fallen asleep after the hot intimacy this morning. My guess was that it was close to noon now but I knew I was already late, hence, no need to rush.Shawn was still asleep, his chest rising and falling gently with each breath. I watched him for a moment, studying the lines on his face, and the way his hair fell across his forehead. He was beautiful, even in sleep. There was no denying it.I slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom. As I brushed my teeth, I couldn't help but hate myself for liking too

Jacob wasn't his usual enthusiastic self. There was a melancholic gloom settled on his face as he approached me.“Serenity. Today is not a good day.” He said as he played his with utility belt as usual which his pot belly never failed to purr after.I intertwine my hands behind me. “I am disheartened. The technical team just informed me that Max Brennet’s baby didn't make it.”“Sadly, it didn't. There's just something about these babies. It’ll be put to shame when its mother took in again and birth an even cuter baby.” He scoffed a chunk of spit out of his mouth.That was how optimistic Jacob was. Trust him to find the good even in the most dire circumstances. I tried to smile. “Oh, Jacob. How much does it cost to be you?” I stared straight in front of me but my eyes caught nothing actually.“It doesn't cost anything. All it takes is to hold healing in your heart and know it well. To exhale toxicity and make peace with what is and what isn't. You’ll find that things aren't as hard as

“M—Mr. Donnelly.” Gina began, unease barely hard to miss, etched upon her face. “Your office, it was…” She suddenly decided that her toes were the only element worthy of her gaze.Shawn walked down to his office, ignoring Gina’s fret. She scurried after him immediately. Shawn didn't have the chills for Gina’s jitteries. If she was going to fill him in on what went wrong, she’d better do it already.If not, he’d rather go find out himself than wait and let Gina goof around. All the apprehension welled up inside of him, the door paid for it. He barged it open way too loudly, brows furrowed in anticipation of what was wrong with his office.His lids dropped and his eyes dimmed by the sight in front of him. His office, Gina had squealed like something was wrong with it. She’d made him fret for no reason at all.His office was in good shape. It was just as he’d met it every morning when he came back; sparkling clean and in orderliness.“Why have you chosen to be dramatic today, Gina?” Shaw

As Shawn tossed in bed, he resorted to calling Serenity. He just needed a reprieve. He might find it in Serenity. She had proved capable of that so far.He got up and dialed her line. He was redirected to the voicemail. It was her voice. “Hey, just drop your message. Prolly busy. Might call you back.”He smiled. Even her voicemail didn't escape her grimness. What woman could manage to be so cold?Something must have made her icy.He tried again and again but the voicemail was the only response that graced his ears. As much as he’d find it provoking that he couldn't reach her, he didn't stop because he’d still hear her voice through the voicemail.“I must be going mad.” He scoffed at himself, the phone still gripped close to his ears. “How on earth am I so happy about a silly voicemail? I don't even usually like them. Yet, this one…” He couldn't finish his external monologue.What had Serenity done to him? What witch potion had she used on him to get him this enchanted?He was never thi

Max Brennet's eyes widened in surprise as we entered his modest bungalow. His mouth formed an 'o' and he was speechless for a moment before a welcoming smile spread across his face.“What a pleasant surprise!” He clapped as he ushered us in. I stood behind the others, so he didn't see me initially. However, “Ms. Fairchild?!” He exclaimed, jaw slacking in disbelief when he eventually glimpsed me. "I wasn't expecting the boss herself to grace my humble home with her presence!”I smiled warmly at him. He needed all the positivity that he could get. “I came for one of my best team leaders!” I tried to force vitality into my tone.He ushered us inside, apologizing for the state of the house. “Please, forgive the mess.” He said as he hauled a pizza pack out of the way.The air was still filled with the lingering scent of disinfectant and baby powder. We followed him through a sparsely furnished living room, our footsteps making rhymeless musical sounds on the bare tiles.“Please, do have yo