Chapter 273

  M I R A N D A

  We walk inside his penthouse suite after being inside the elevator while I feel my heart was still pounding against my chest. He walks his way to the living room while I follow him there. My eyes darted at him right away when he begins to take his trench coat off, loosened his tie then placed it over the table and finally unbuttoned the first three buttons of his black dress shirt while he pulled out the hems that he inserted in between in pants.

  Oh god that was fucking hot.

  He looks at me, "Do you want it hot or cold?"

  I gulped.

  Fucking hot. My malicious mind tells me. I shake my head right away. Stop thinking naughty things Miranda. He's talking about the coffee. You're making yourself horny again. I scolded myself.

  We went silent.

  "Your coffee?" He asked.

  "Yeah." I snapped myself out from my own thoughts. "Hot." I answered, clearing my throat. "I like it hot."