work. We are still moral enemies in the boardroom.”
“I’m more interested in what we can get up to in the bedroom.” He said, a bright grin overtaking his face as he hoisted himself up over her. Jane reached up, lacing her fingers around the back of his head and pulling his mouth back to hers. Franklin’s kissing was outstanding. Just enough tongue, and he always knew exactly what to do with his teeth. He’d coax little moans and sighs out of her until she was breathless with her want of him.
Two days. How could it have only been two days? Already she was fond of him. Enjoyed the way he laughed and seemed to always be smiling. Whatever happened to the old McKinnon, she was more than thrilled to see him go. This person, Franklin, was a wonder to behold: All of McKinnon’s smoldering confidence with none of the hassle.
And the sex. It was like they couldn’t get enough of one another. Whatever lingering feelings of dislike they held were drawn out and used artfully whenever they were together. Franklin and her bedroom were easily Jane’s favorite pairing.
She didn’t know how much she’d grown to like him until she watched him pull his clothing on. Sunday morning sun dripped into the room, throwing light into Jane’s still sleepy eyes.
“So, I guess I’ll see you on tomorrow?” Franklin asked as he pulled on a shoe.
“Yeah, haven’t heard from Belmore all weekend. I’m sure there’s a nice little pile of work just waiting for us.” She cringed, imagining all the figures she’d, have to run the second she stepped foot into the office tomorrow.
“Damn, yeah, I’d forgotten that we actually have responsibilities.”
“I suspect that’s because you’re more like a teenager on the weekends,” she rolled over, slipping out of the comfort of her sheets.
“Do you want me to drive you back to your car?”
She nodded. “That would save me from taking a taxi.”
It didn’t take Jane long to get dressed, but she was also stalling a little. For just a little while longer, she wanted to watch Franklin wander around her house with no shirt on and his sleepy morning eyes. She wanted to see him curled up beside her, his head resting on her chest. Jane sighed as she wiggled into a bright yellow sundress with white flowers. After she picked up the car, she decided that she would go and see her grandma. Being in a home in the suburban part of Illinois meant that not many family members came by for a visit. It was long drive, but Jane figured she’d make a day out of it. She missed the woman.
“All set,” she called as she scooped her phone, wallet and keys into her bag.
Franklin met her in the hallway. She still hadn’t gotten used to him in casual clothes yet. It was a testament to how different he was between Franklin and Mckinnon. He opened the door for her, helping her inside before he slipped behind the steering wheel. The morning breeze was cool as Jane rolled down her window then slipped her sunglasses onto her face. Summer was slowly starting to wane into fall. The scorching hot days were now pleasantly warm, and soon it would be too cool for sundresses and driving with the windows down.
That thought made her frown a bit. Cool weather meant that Franklin would be swathed in too many layers of clothing. As sad as she was to see him go, Jane really wanted to visit her grandmother.
Pulling up to the parking structure on a Sunday was an odd occurrence. The place was deserted, the stray car or two of overzealous interns the only company. Franklin parked his car beside hers. She told him he didn’t have to walk her two