Alisha

Alisha stirs awake, groaning when she sees the time. Before she can text her boss, I reach over, gently tugging her back under the covers. She huffs, resisting, but I nuzzle her neck, trailing soft kisses along her shoulder. After the week-long trip, I can feel her defenses faltering. She’s torn, hesitating between her work and the quiet, intimate promise lingering between us.