Chapter 205 On the Verge At the height of how things were developing, only a few people had met Mrs. Russell up until now. Josie feared that not only would they spread rumors, but they would also exaggerate and praise her to the high heavens. But because of Dexterâs position, no one would dare to gossip and meddle for the sake of their future and prospects.
An office housekeeper from the secretarial office came to serve them and was slightly surprised when she saw Josie. The office housekeeper looked calm because she was professional, but in reality, she was overwhelmed.
Isnât this Ms. Warren from the design department? Sheâs pretty incredible. She got into an accident because of a project. and news about it spread in the company for a few days.
The assistant was different from the executives just now. She was astonished when she found out that Josie was Mrs. Russell. She also thought to herself. Oh. Itâs no wonder Josie constantly appears. Itâs because of this.
Lunch was sumptuous, but Josie was preoccupied. She looked at the time out of habit, and the man saw it. His annoyance surfaced. âItâs still a long time until work ends.â
Dexter saw through Josie, so she looked away resentfully, wanting to finish her lunch quickly.
She feared more people would be on that floor and in the elevator. It would be difficult to explain if others saw her.
When she saw the man in front of her slowly getting angry because of her impatience, she tried to appease him. âWhat do you want to eat tonight?â
Dexter glanced at her. âAre you going to cook?â
âIf Iâ¦â
âBarbequed ribs, sweet tea ribs, chili-glazed ribs, grilled ribs.â Before Josie could finish, the man brazenly listed out a few dishes.
Josie was startled. Since when does he love ribs so much?
In the end, Dexter was the first to crack. He looked at Josieâs slightly dull expression and broke into laughter.
He stroked her head and heard her ask, âSince when do you love eating ribs?â
The manâs smile finally relaxed. He signaled for her to eat. âI was kidding.â
Despicable!
Josie ignored him and looked down as she dug into her food.
She wanted to leave after lunch, but the man held her hand and led her to sit in his lap. As she faced him in his arms, his voice was hoarse. âThereâs no rush. Why donât you take a nap with me?â
It wasnât that Josie had impure thoughts. It wouldnât end well if he kept clinging to her.
Dexter ignored her. He buried his head in her collarbone, and his short hair pricked her soft skin. It was slightly painful and itchy.
As Josie held his head, she laughed aloud as he nuzzled against her. âHey! The door isnât shut.â
Dexter raised his head, and it seemed like an entire galaxy was in his smiling eyes. âThey wonât dare to come in.â
In their current position, Josie towered over him slightly. Josie was slightly above him, and the man raised his head to seek her kisses. She lowered her head lightly. Her lips brushed his soft and thin lips.
Once they touched, a fire was ignited.
Every time they kissed deeply, their lips and tongues intertwined. It was hard for them to break apart. Josie found it hard to breathe shortly after, but he still didnât want to let her go. He sustained her with his breath.
His hands were sneaky as he caressed her all over. He wasnât a solemn business executor at that moment.
When she felt the warmth of his hands, a video that Josie had previously watched appeared in her mind at the wrong time.
Someone had asked, âWhy do men like to touch womenâs bosoms when they kiss?â
The answer was, âBecause they have nothing to do with their hands. They have to hold on to something.â
What a lewd trick.
Josie almost couldnât take it. His hands were skilled, and his lust was hard to extinguish. She escaped from his arms with some difficulty. She gasped. âThere isnât much timeâ¦.â