Katerina slammed Tyler against the wall much harder than she intended to and instead of him getting angry, Tyler's eyes darkened in hunger running his tongue over his lips, wetting them in his saliva. “Hmmm, seems like someone's a little feisty tonight.”He wrapped his arms around her waist, drawing her up to his body. Katerina shook her head, placing her palms flat on his chest. “Get your mind out of the gutter, Mr Redwood. I brought you here to talk to you.”“Well, well, Mrs Redwood has got some spunk in her.” He teased, leaning in to nibble on her neck nearly driving her to distraction. “Go on then…talk.”Katerina rolled to the back of her head, getting caught up in Tyler's movements. It wasn't until he wedged a thigh between her legs that she snapped to her senses.“Tyler, stop! We're in my grandmother's house. I would die of embarrassment if someone found us here doing… this.” She hissed, pulling away but not before clenching her thighs to stave off the sensations rolling through

Tyler's head felt woozy, and he bent it between his hands. The sound of the party was muffled and it felt like it was coming from a distance.“Do you need more, sir?” The bartender asked, shaking the bottle in front of him. Tyler tried to shake his head but it weighed a ton.Groaning, he dropped his head on the counter with a thunk.It seemed like the entire world was in a wheel, everything spinning around but that wasn't the issue, it was the movement below his belt.His pants were getting snug down there, and it was making him highly uncomfortable. “Where's the bathroom?” He slurred, reaching for the bartender's hand. The man was startled and moved back, pointing to the left.Unfortunately, he didn't make it far though. A lady passed by who in his addled state looked so like Katerina, that he stopped in his tracks.He felt his trousers tent as lascivious thoughts ran through his mind but with Katerina at the forefront.Eagerly, he followed the lady tapping on her shoulder. “Baby gi

Katerina led him towards the back of the building, pulling away from him the moment they were out of sight.Hidden behind a cluster of trees, there was a bench encased in cement perfect for them to discuss.Katerina’s body was stiff as a doorbell, creating space between them. “Go ahead, you wanted to talk so do it.”Tyler tried to reach for her hands she shrank away. “I can't touch you now?” She folded her arms across her chest, giving him silent treatment.“I don't know how hurt you must have been when you saw Gemma on me but I must apologize-”Her head snapped up. “Gemma? Is that her name?” She spat out the word her.“Yes.” He sighed, calling on patience. “And no, it didn't mean anything.”“That's easy for you to say, I didn't just catch you with someone laying on your chest, running her hands all over you.” She flared up once more.“Can you allow me to get a word in before you crucify me?” He grunted, making her clamp her lips closed. “I only found out her name because I knew I nee

The drive home was silent, Katerina facing the window all through. Even though she appreciated Tyler for standing up to her at the party, it didn't mean that she suddenly forgot all about what he did with Gemma.“Are you hungry?” Tyler glanced at his wife's profile. “All that fighting must work up an appetite huh? What do you say, McDonald's or KFC?”His brain might not be working at optimum capacity due to whatever Elizabeth gave to him but he could sense the wall she'd put up facing the window like it was the most fascinating thing she'd ever seen.“I'm not hungry, plus I had a salad before I left.” Her response was short and clipped.He turned on the next streetlight, crossing lanes expertly. “But, don't you think that-”“Oh, for Christ’s sake, just drop it please!” She snapped, glaring at him.Tyler took the hint, clamping his lips shut until they got home twenty minutes later.Katerina felt guilty over how she talked to Tyler but she was too upset to apologize.The moment Tyler t

Katerina didn't say much about the attitude of her coworkers, even though most were quite rude to her face.Before Davis left to do other things, she stopped him asking a question. “What’s going on here?”Davis was clueless. “What do you mean?”“You didn't notice anything…odd?” She asked gently, not wanting to come straight up. “People have been looking at us for a while now.”He shrugged, placing his hands into his pockets. “Yeah, maybe they're just not used to new faces. Does it bother you?”It took a moment for her to answer, contemplating the repercussions of her response when negative. “No, not really, just wondering why everyone was staring at me.” She rolled her shoulders back. “Can I get someone to help me out?”“Like an assistant?” “Yes, that'd be nice.” She nods, walking away. The room Davis showed her was moderately spacious with adequate lighting and the decor was minimal. She set her bags on the oak desk, pulling out the things she needed to work on.A knock sounded on t