Have You Forgotten How You Straddled Me Last Night?

He had been staring at her ... legs?

Everly followed Maverick's eyes to her thighs. The skirt was in a bad shape. It was not short or transparent. So, she was only wearing panties under it. Now, she felt so embarrassed.

Maverick was a pervert?

Everly was mad and quickly covered her legs.

"Stop looking. You creep! Turn around!"

"Did you just give me an order?" Maverick asked.

"Yes, I did. This is my body. Who gives you the permission to look at my legs? Turn around!"

The silky skirt only made her more delicious when being pulled. Maverick's temples twitched. He lost control and grabbed her wrist, raising it high above her head.

Then he caught a glimpse of her red underwear.

Everly's purse fell to the ground.

She gaped at him in disbelief. "W-what are you doing?"

"Secretary Everly, have you forgotten how you straddled me last night?" he threw a question instead with a wicked smile.

She was astonished!

What had he just said?

Last night?

What had happened last night?